Room 314 Monday Evening

[grand_fallguy]

This better not be a mistake. I pull out the package from Eleziane and pull out a bottle of the wine. I'm often a cautious person, when I'm not feeling apparently suicidal so I make a firm decision. No more than two glasses each.

mostly sp with river, but anyone else (specially Gwynn) is welcome to come chat. or something

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[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River knocked and looked inside. "That's the wine?" she whispered loudly to Tim, looking at the bottle. Breaking rules against drinking alcohol was a very teenagey thing to do. River was excited.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

The bottle had a very pretty lable, printed in Elvish and without his wand to translate it, Tim couldn't read it.

"this is it." he confirmed. "I'm told it's a good vintage but I'm not sure what that means really. Elves measure time differently."

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River sat down on the floor. "Right, let's try it."

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim nodded and handed her a glass which he filled halfway with the wine, then he poured himself some. "Here's hoping it doesn't make us hallucinate or turn us into animals." he said.

it won't, but it tastes really good, makes those who drink it feel really good, and the amount they drink should get them a buzzed, but not falling down drunk

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River sipped the wine, imitating an elegant gesture. "Mmmm, nice," she said.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

tim grinned, and likewise imitated the gesture as he sipped it. "Wow, that is nice." he agreed. "Granted I have no basis for comparison."

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River then emptied the glass in one go, and burped. "Very nice. Oops." She had to remember not to take after Jayne when it came to drinking.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim snickered. "I didn't know wine made people do that." he said. "thought that was just beer and soda." He poured her another glass.

"Last one, don't want to get drunk the first time."

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

"Why not?" River said, giggling. "You're trying to be proper or something?"

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"Well there is that. Plus, I've never had copious amounts of alchohol before, and I only have two bottles."

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River emptied her second glass. "Excuses."

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim had only just then finished his first glass, and poured his second one. "Be that as it may." he said. His head was starting to tingle pleasantly. "I'm firmly resolved to cut us off after two glasses."
It was possible she'd be able to talk him into giving her a bit more. Maybe.

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

Giggling again, River rose and began to spin around until she fell into a heap on the floor.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim laughed. "Then again maybe two glasses is already too much." he teased.

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River blinked. "I should go to bed."

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim finished his second glass. "If you should." he said, and hugged her. "Say hi to Berthold for me."

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

"I will," she said, returning his hug. Then she stumbled out of the room.

[notafairmaiden.livejournal.com]

Gwynn was over being shocked and embarrassed about the things she said last night, and thus came to visit Tim.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim opened the door, his head buzzing pleasantly and in a good mood. "Gwynn!" he said enthusiastically. "Hey c'mon in."

River can still be here or gone by now, either way, but her mun has gone to bed so yeah. Also, don't know if we're supposed to remember what we said or heard, or if we even said or heard anything, but just feel some sort of sense of what those secrets made us feel. So Tim just feels more comfortable with Gwynn, doesn't know why exactly."

[notafairmaiden.livejournal.com]

Gwynn smiled and gave him an impulsive hug. "Hello, Tim. How are you?"

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim hugged her back. "I'm great." he said. "I've uh," he made sure to close the door before continuing. "I'm a little buzzed to tell you the truth."

[notafairmaiden.livejournal.com]

"Buzzed?" She asked as she leaned against the wall.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"Yes, it means not yet drunk, but no longer entirely sober." he said. "I would imagine they call it that because of the slight buzzing sensation in the head."

he walked over to his bed, not buzzed enough to be unsteady, but likely if he sat down he'd lack the motivation to rise again, so he didn't. The bottle was still mostly full and resting on the bed.

"Elven wine." he said. "I didn't want to risk getting drunk so I've only had a little bit."

[notafairmaiden.livejournal.com]

Gwynn followed Tim.

"Does it make you feel good?"

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"It does." he said. "I mean, I wasn't in a hugely bad mood to begin with, but I feel really...well, good. And it tastes good too which I wasn't sure it would."

[notafairmaiden.livejournal.com]

"Why were you in a bad mood?"

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim thought. "I'm not sure I'd describe it as bad neccesarily. I was feeling, I don't know, pensive? I guess? Since last night. I'm not sure what about."

[notafairmaiden.livejournal.com]

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"Well just you being here has been enough to help when I'm starting to get emo in the past." he smiled.

[notafairmaiden.livejournal.com]

Gwynn beamed with pleasure. "I enjoy being with you, Tim."

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim smiled back. "Would you, would you like some?" he asked, holding up the bottle.

[notafairmaiden.livejournal.com]

Gwynn nodded. "Alright."

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim poured her a glass, since his had been half full, a full glass for her was about the equivelant.

"I've no idea how strong this stuff is so I'm trying to be carefull." he said.

[notafairmaiden.livejournal.com]

Gwynn took a small sip from the glass and then she smiled at him. "This is good!"

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim grinned. "I've never had non-elven wine so I have no basis for comparison, but that was my assesment too."

[notafairmaiden.livejournal.com]

Gwynn continued drinking from the glass. "What is this called?"

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim looked at the lable. "Uhm, no clue. It's in Elvish. Last time I read elvish it automatically translated itself for me, and it's not doing that now. Maybe because Lord Palamon doesn't know I have it."

[notafairmaiden.livejournal.com]

Gwynn giggled as she drank more of it.

"It's forbidden?"

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"could be. His daughter apparently pilfered two bottles from their wine cellar, and sent them to me. She made it very clear in her letter that I was not to tell her father."