forum Modern/Urban Fantasy Highschool RP. (Closed!!!)

Started May 16, 2018 by shurikenwolfbadass_13

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Ryan kissed back, giggling softly.

The kiss got harder. The room got a bit fuzzy. He had achieved a buzz, apparently. He continued.

Ryan lets out a little noise, kissing back with as much passion.

Cicada leaned on a counter. She was just watching this all go down.

Raziel rested his hands on Ryan's arm and leg, allowing for a better angle. He stroked the magician's thick, black hair.

Ryan smiles, his eyes open and he pulls away, gasping for breath.

Raziel chuckles.
"Oh, that's right. You need to breathe more than I do, eh? Sorry about thst, I just assumed you were like me in the heat of the moment." He said, standing, and offering the mage a hand.

The mage smiles, taking his hand, giggling softly as he kisses the other, setting his hands on Raziel's chest. "It fine." he rests his head on the others neck.

Cicada cooed at them. God the two were adorable together.

Raziel helped him up, kissing him.
"I think I've finally got a buzz." He said. Which means that I can break out a very special bottle. " He kissed him again, walking off. And comes out with a bottle titled 'Hellwater'.

Cicada saw the bottle, "Hellwater. Nice."

Ryan tilts his head, "Oh…?" He giggles softly.

"Comes from the 8th Circle of Her itself!" Raziel said, popping the top off. The smell of pure intoxication spread across the room like wildfire. He poured a glass of the liquid, which looked like clear honey.

Ryan giggles and stands next to Raziel. Humming he looks at the drink excitedly.

Cicada looked at the drink. She smelled intoxication. Now it was a party.

Raziel drank it. Despite looking quite viscous, it really wasn't. It tasted sour, bitter, even a bit spicy.

Cressida began to inch awkwardly ((as usual)) towards the door.

"Alright then, Cressida." Raziel said, without looking at her. "See you at school, I guess."

Cicada looked at Raziel, "Mind if I have some?"

"I… um…" She stopped and turned to him. "It's not that this party isn't great, but… I… um…" She trailed off, not sure what to say for an excuse.

"Knock yourself out, sis!" He said, pouring one more full glass. He handed the bottle to her.
He turned to Cressida.
"It's OK, if it's not your style!" He said to her, smiling softly.

Cressida turned to face the door, then stopped. "Wait, does anyone need a lift home?"

Cicada poured a glass full, "Nope!"

"I've actually got beds everywhere for anyone who's drink and not planning on going home, but if anyone wants to go, I suggest you go with her." Raziel said.

Cicada downed the Hellwater, "I'll stay here. Even though the effects'll where off quickly."

"Yeah." Raziel said, pouring another brimming glass, and sipping it.

"Um… okay." Cressida turned to open the door. When she touched the handle she immediately withdrew her hand, letting out a hiss of pain. "Dammit."

Raziel was almost instantly at her side.
"Are-are you okay?" He asked .

"It's nothing." She tried to hide her hand behind her back.

He opened the door for Cressida.
"Is that what you needed?" He asked.