"Look... All I am saying is that, maybe, just maybe... Your coastlines are better off with us there..." Einervaene said drunkenly after she finished guzzling down another bottle of drink. Turns out, magic bottles that make drunkards coherent speakers is commonplace in this land!
"How is giant lumps of metal falling onto our land better!?" Baltanthan bites back with as he too chugged down a drink. A bemused smile on my face as I watched the two argue while Rose just laid against me. Having knocked herself out with our alcohol supply long ago. Never would have taken her for such a lightweight, to be honest given how often I saw her drinking. Maybe aelenvari drink was just weak?
I had to admit, I don't remember a particularly strong sensation when I drank what she offered me at her flower. In fact, I found it rather tolerable for a drink designed to make you numb. And I don't normally go for drinks like that. So, it must have either been very weak or just not a drink at all but rather pungent juice or something.
"Because now you get to enjoy the products of our people!" Einervaene said as she raised her bottle at the native of this land.
"Well maybe we don't want them..." he slurred back while rocking back and forth.
"Why wouldn't you want our stuff? It's the best!" she argued back with wounded pride.
"Clearly not because you keep fighting wars to keep your stuff there..."
"We fight those wars to make sure you people can enjoy it!"
"You don't need to burn cities and towns to get people to enjoy your... Bug! What is that word you use?"
"Don't drag me into this." I chuckled while sipping from my straw. A straw that saw me receive no end of ridicule as drinking with a jaw like this was just impossible. Either lap it up from a bucket, get messy or use a straw.
"AH! That's the word... Exquisite!" nearly choking on my straw when I suddenly breathed in upon hearing that. Hacking it back up before looking at him.
"Everyone uses that word you idiot!" I tell him as it became clear even with the literal magic of those bottles brain functionality declined when drunk.
"No... That's the word you use, I know because it ends with an 'it' sound."
"That is true, that is very true, problem is, lots of words end like that!" I tell him while sorting myself out.
"Name me three..." his hand rising with three protruding fingers.
"Don't put him on the spot like that just because you are wrong..." Einervaene said as she crawled over to me before draping herself on me. My body leaning about as she began to push down on it. Her gloveless hands drumming against my carapace as she giggled and made all kinds of playful noises. All before she then came to a stop and just hugged me.
It was rather odd seeing her this affectionate, actually. If Rose wasn't asleep then I'd be having some peculiar issues to complain about. Yet, I was left wondering why Einervaene was acting this way. She was aware of what she was so happily hugging, right?
"I'm not wrong! That is the word he uses!"
"Urtuoi... Kissyou... Prove him wrong." Einervaene barely gets out as her mouth glides near my cheek. Soon catching her by the breast when she slipped. A nervous chuckle leaving me as she then rolls off me with a smile on her face while her lips make all kinds of expressions.
And I think it is safe to say that I should not give her any drinks from now on...
"The actual word I use i-"
"Hey, can I have this?" Einervaene then says as she shoots up and takes the bracelet Motrtha gave me. A look of confusion going on to her face as now she just seemed baffled as she looked at me. But, baffled about what? I had just looked behind me and there was nothing there so unless her brain was acting too fast for her...?
"I'll take that," I then tell her as I put the bracelet back onto my bug wrist before turning to our human male, "Shit. Shit is what is the word you are thinking of." correcting him.
"I don't like that word, too short." was all I got out of him before he fell backwards and hit his head on something. And, one dramatic telling of pain later, he was sleeping like a baby.
And now, it was just me and Einervaene... Who was now swooning over me again...
"Come with me..." she told me as she began to lazily pull at whatever part of me she could grab. Playing along with her as much as I could while dealing with the sleeping Rose.
"Slow down before you hurt yourself." I tell the stumbling girl who was being lit up by little sparks of blue as she stumbled towards the entrance to our camp.
"I won't... I'll just go up if I fall!" she tells me while clinging on to a rock for what seemed to be dear life.
"I am sure you will," I tell her as I let her lean against me so I could at least hold her steady, "So, what did you want me here for?" I then asked her.
"I don't like heights..." she mumbled.
"That's a lie." I say to her, how could she expect me to believe that? Right after making reference to her magical abilities!
"I don't! Mountains are all lonely and that..."
"You said heights, not mountains."
"Same thing! Mountains are tall, tall is height!"
"I guess that works..." I respond with while raising my brow.
She then hugged me tightly, "Promise me you won't let me be lonely..." she mumbled into me.
A small smile on my face while I rubbed a claw carefully through her hair. It was surprising in a way, Rose did not like it unless she had either initiated it or was aware of me beforehand. Yet, Einervaene, she just did not care about my buggish features. I know she knew about the osibindah just enough, Baltanthan made sure of that with his constant insults of the same type...
But, it was nice to see someone who was not bothered by my osibindah body, it was very nice.
"We'll see, we will see." I tell her as I sat us down on a rock just outside the entrance because now it seemed like even she was falling asleep. And once she was snoring away on my lap, wrapped up in my arms, I was left looking at that distant mountain. Eyes following the lit up outline of the road and the distant vehicles coming into the mountain or up it. Coming to a stop once I could not see machine or road anymore.
Well, with the exception of one thing, a blurry golden shine that just barely made it through the clouds this calm night.