Planet Zar: Nexus

"I am enjoying myself," said Midgee, sporting an expression that could peel the flesh off a hatchling. "I'm learning all the ways a dragon can get intoxicated and I suspect before the end of the evening I'll have some better understanding on how to cure alcohol poisoning in varied species."

Amah rolled his eyes. "If you got smashed you might relax a little." He glanced over Midgee to meet Reatuath's gaze. The dragon wore a long-suffering look of adoration for her bond. "How do you put up with her?"

:: She's very talented and I think she really is enjoying herself. ::

"Aren't you attending the speed dating catastrophe?" said Midgee.

"Oh, that's not for another half-hour or so, and don't think I won't forget where I've left you when that's over."

"It would be very interesting to log the effects of alcohol on a myrmex queen," said Midgee, making a show of searching the crowds for a glimpse of Gleam and her retinue. "I imagine there won't be many opportunities for that."

"You don't think those nectar drones don't make booze for their queen?"

"I've never asked."

"Then this is a perfect opportunity to do so." Amah snagged a second glass of wine (a Merlot so dark as to be nearly black) and whisked it toward Midgee. "You look so dour people are going to start thinking the Refugium is full of grumpy old toddies."

"Instead of vain young pricks like yourself?" Midgee took the wine and swept to her feet.

Amah chuckled. "Precisely. Someone's got to be a decent representative."

"Zeraya'tya has us covered." Midgee downed a swig of wine and shoved off toward the likely figure of Queen Gleam. "I'm only mingling to observe."

:: She likes observing :: added Reatuath, following close behind her bond. :: I'll make sure she doesn't get too invasive with anyone. ::

Amah grinned and watched them go.

With any luck at speed dating, it would be Amah getting too invasive with the locals.