Claude handed her the flask of moonshine, too drunk to really care about where it ended up. He still wasn't the most fond of her, but the alcohol took the edge off of any real annoyance. "You can try this if you want. It's pretty good."
"It's so pretty, and there are lots of birds! I hope I see a phoenix, they aren't common around here, but there are a few rare sightings!" Floris rambled, flapping his hands before turning his face into the Neo's arm, the light in the ballroom being much too loud at the moment.
Reyna grins. "Thank you, sweetheart!"
She drains the flask and immediately feels the effects of it hit her. She wobbles slightly before regaining her balance, her face flushed a deep ashy grey color.
"Whoo-hoo!" she cheers happily.
(Oh boy, now it's a party)
(Lol yup! Now- is Diane still here or is she long gone lol; asking for a friend 🤣)
(Oh my word I forgot about her, yeah, she's still here, let's just say she's dancing or whatever, seducing people, doing what she do.)
Diane had been dancing, not even paying attention to the drinks table, which she obviously should've been, because when she went to go get another glass of wine, she saw her little brother in the grasp of some… Heathen!
Her eyes lit with fury before her brother turned his head towards her and smiled. "Di, have you met Claude and Neo? They're so nice, and so pretty, and Ryena is here too, she's pretty too, you think she's pretty, I know." He slurred, making Diane's eyes soften.
Reyna was now very clearly inebriated. She slides right up to Diane with a teasing smile.
"Hiii." she says, the word not so much slurred as elongated. "I'm Reyna. Did you know that I love your horns? They're so. . . so. . . beautiful. Like you and your brother."
"Hiiii," Claude added, looking at Diane as well. "We are very pretty, thanks!"
Diane laughed softly. "I see you've all been getting into the Dragon's Blood moonshine." She observed, eyebrows raising and she surveyed the scene, eyes landing on Reyna. "And thank you love, you're quite cute yourself."
Reyna giggles.
"No, I'm. . . I'm not even human, I don't have a set form. . ." she replies, turning into the demon woman to prove her point. "Cus. . . cus I'm a shapeshifter."
She leans against Diane, even though the demon woman was shorter by about a foot.
"I can see that darling, how about some water?" Diane snorted, helping stabilize the woman, leading her over to a chair where she could sit. "Sit here and don't worry your pretty little head, I'll be right back."
Reyna obediently sits down, but whines.
"I don't want water, I want you." she says, pulling Diane close.
Diane chuckled, prying Reyna's hands off her hips, gently setting the hands in the other's lap. "Maybe when you're sober sweetheart."
"Aw, c'mon! I'm fun when I'm not sober!" Reyna protests.
"Oh, I believe that dear, however, I'd rather sleep with you when you're sober, or at least when I'm also heavily drunk. However, I do believe you just drank the last of my dear brother's liquor." Diane smiled, patting the taller woman's head.
Reyna whines.
"Then get drunk!" she says poutily.
Diane raised an eyebrow, eyes lighting up with an idea.
She leaned in close to whisper into Reyna's ear. "Well what can you do to convince me sweetheart?"
Reyna grins, lifting up slightly, flipping their roles so quickly that it would be startling. She was now straddling Diane.
"Who knows?" she whispers.
To anyone else, this must look extremely weird, but to Diane, this was pretty normal.
"Give me five minutes to go grab the good stuff from my stash, then I'll get proper sloshed and we can have fun."
(Reyna and Diane: probably about to fuck)
(Neo and Claude: dealing with a drunk and giggly Floris)
Reyna chuckles.
"Fine, fine, but make it quick. The longer I have to wait, the more fun I'll have with you before you do anything." she sighs.
"I'll hold you to that," Diane gave Reyna a quick kiss on the hand before vanishing into her own shadow, appearing a few moments later with a large bottle, already half empty.
Reyna chuckles and hums quietly and off-key, some folk song of her people or something.
"Hey, welcome back!" she grins. She eyes the bottle. "What's in that?"
"That," Diane paused for suspense. "Is demonic liquor, can get even my mother, the Queen of Hell, drunk." She laughed. "And I… Have already drunk half."