Kick back, knock back a few. [OPEN]

[thewarisover.livejournal.com]

Characters: The Watch and whoever wants to drop in, especially if they were in the Capture the Flag log!
Location: The Northern Lights
Rating: G
Time: December 31, early evening onwards
Description: Another New Year's party, partially courtesy of Team B. XD



[The city's probably got a lot of parties going on right about now, but it never hurts to have another one, right?

Eat, drink, be merry and welcome a new year in a different world, folks!]

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[reverencing]

[With a sigh, he pushes his cup towards her once more.]

For every one I drink, you are required to have two.

[Maybe she'll pass out faster...]

[lethalgrace.livejournal.com]

Hey! That's hardly fair, I'm like half your size. ( squints )

Or three quarters. ( skinny tall man :|a well regardless she counts this as a win for herself. )

Well, what games do you know?

[reverencing]

[Games? Mitsunari knows games. Not games suitable for drinking but that's beside the point - she merely asked about games]

Shogi... Sugoroku... Go...

But I must offer up fair warning - I am exceptionally skilled at all three. [Lord Hanbei taught him well.]

[lethalgrace.livejournal.com]

Uh those aren't really... ( not really games for drinking. she shakes her head, whatever. )

The only one I know is Go. Hm...don't worry, my husband is also exceptionally skilled. ( she thinks for a moment, pouring them both their second drink while she does that. )

I'll be right back! You better not try to get away! ( gotta go find some things to set this up. )

[reverencing]

[Oh, he won't be going anywhere.

...But unless Xiao's husband is the great Lord Hanbei, she doesn't stand a chance against this ridiculously smug fox.]

[lethalgrace.livejournal.com]

( she dashes back after a moment with a thick black marker, paper, two shot glasses and two bowls filled with peanuts and pretzels. )

Draw! ( she sets the peanuts in front of Mitsunari and hands him a shot glass as well )

Hm...so every captured piece will be one of these little ones. ( she holds up her own little glass. Don't look so smug, playing to win and playing to get someone drunk is very different. And her husband is awesome. )

[reverencing]

[This is the worst idea ever.

...But Mitsunari isn't going to back away from a game of strategy. He takes the marker and begins to draw out the makeshift board they will be using.]

Am I black or white?

[lethalgrace.livejournal.com]

I'm black! ( if you're that awesome you can handle the handicap, right? )

Ladies first, right~?

[reverencing]

[Mitsunari's lip curls into a bit of a sneer but it quickly subsides, finishing up drawing out a 13x13 board for them.]

Of course. It was by my lord Hanbei's hand that I was taught to play - I will ensure that his teachings have not been wasted... You had best make this match worth my time.

[lethalgrace.livejournal.com]

( she fiddles with the pretzel )

Oh don't worry~ At the very least I musn't be an embarrassment to my husband.

( here goes nothing~? it'd be much more dramatic if they weren't using snack foods probably )

[reverencing]

[This is the best game of Go ever!!]

Then I should hope that your husband is not the type to make himself a fool at this.

[He waits for her move, rubbing a peanut between his thumb and index finger. Once she's played her piece, he does the same.]

[lethalgrace.livejournal.com]

My husband is never a fool! ( this is the closest to a scowl from Xiao Qiao as it gets. She might not be the best player but in the name of her Amazing, Perfect, Beautiful husband.

She is going to get Mitsunari ridiculously drunk.

Another pretzel played. )

[reverencing]

[That is so not a difficult task

He sees her pretzel and plays a peanut.]

I shall be the judge of who is and is not a fool.

[lethalgrace.livejournal.com]

Then I will show you exactly how foolish you are~

( lalala, not so much playing to win as she is playing to make him sacrifice pieces to win. )

[reverencing]

[Though he adamantly believes he is no fool, his desire to win and prove himself in a game of strategy will be his downfall. Her trap is an easy one to fall into - and he does, very quickly. He sets up his pieces, capturing one of her own while leaving a few of his open - knowing at least one of them will be sacrificed in her next turn, but no matter how it plays, he if confident it will work out in his favour.

...Neglecting to factor inebriation into his cunning plan, naturally.]

Drink. [He pours her a shot after capturing her pretzel.]