Every fire burns brighter in the darkest night
Bringing down her glass, as her attention shifted to the drinking at hand. Cat had finished up her second mug, almost immediately afterwards... it appeared to fill back up, magically by the swift pours of the other sailors. Not an empty glass, mug, or bottle in sight. Letting out a belch, she covered her mouth quickly even though it had been drowned out by the yelling, singing, and music. Not one seemed to notice. Yet, half of 'em belched, and had lack of manners, but truth was - it was normal it seemed.
Cat's face had grown flush, each different liqour burning her throat with a searing flame. One of the sailor's patted Cat on the back with a gnarly grin, as he had joined in on the agreement and yelling. They didn't expect her to do the competition.... did they? The thought crossed her mind ever so slightly, but the older man looked down towards the red head. "Oi th'r Cat - jus'sit 'n watch!" Cat looked eagerly between them as the older man had suggested she sit this one out.
"I think I can handle it." Cat said with a light hearted smile, reaching down she had grabbed the sash from in her pocket to tie it around her head, holding her hair back from her now flushed face that had already gained some color from being out in the sun all day. It was different than Halo. She was out in the heat, and on the beach , where the sun seemed to cook you rather than graciously warm you.
The men grew quiet, and then clapped against their mugs. "Well let's put'er to tha test!" What... Had Cat just done? Did she agree to a drinking competition? Oh if her father could see her now. Whelp, if only he didn't try and seclude her from life. This was probably the most fun she had in her entire life, especially in such a different environment.
One of the crew mates who were properly drunk, spoke up. "The only one fit to judge this be the Cap'n, as always! What say ye, Cap'n??"
Cat shifted her gaze over towards Thalassa, her eyes beaming with excitement of that possibility. Though she hadn't participated in all of the festivities, maybe this portion was what she had participated in?
Cat's face had grown flush, each different liqour burning her throat with a searing flame. One of the sailor's patted Cat on the back with a gnarly grin, as he had joined in on the agreement and yelling. They didn't expect her to do the competition.... did they? The thought crossed her mind ever so slightly, but the older man looked down towards the red head. "Oi th'r Cat - jus'sit 'n watch!" Cat looked eagerly between them as the older man had suggested she sit this one out.
"I think I can handle it." Cat said with a light hearted smile, reaching down she had grabbed the sash from in her pocket to tie it around her head, holding her hair back from her now flushed face that had already gained some color from being out in the sun all day. It was different than Halo. She was out in the heat, and on the beach , where the sun seemed to cook you rather than graciously warm you.
The men grew quiet, and then clapped against their mugs. "Well let's put'er to tha test!" What... Had Cat just done? Did she agree to a drinking competition? Oh if her father could see her now. Whelp, if only he didn't try and seclude her from life. This was probably the most fun she had in her entire life, especially in such a different environment.
One of the crew mates who were properly drunk, spoke up. "The only one fit to judge this be the Cap'n, as always! What say ye, Cap'n??"
Cat shifted her gaze over towards Thalassa, her eyes beaming with excitement of that possibility. Though she hadn't participated in all of the festivities, maybe this portion was what she had participated in?
Let me be your guiding light
Catalina
