Drink a Beer (open)

[Flynn McAlister]

Flynn really didn't give a flying frick if she was old enough to drink in the States or not. She was apparently supposed to wait seven more years before she could legally drink here, but there was no guarantee that she would alive in seven years. And she already got in trouble withe praetors enough that she figured a couple more offenses wouldn't hurt her record. And she found it quite relaxing to hang out at the aqueducts and help herself to a couple of beers.

And not the crap those Americans drank. Nope. She drank good, Irish beer. Only the best. So she found herself a nice hillside and had her six pack right beside her as she watched the sun go down. It was a nice, chill environment that was only chiller because she had her friend Guinness right beside her.

[Jennifer Kail]

Jen was bored out of her mind. You would think that in a place like New Rome there would be no shortage of things to do but oh no it had to be a place that was so focused on order and discipline and glory and honor. Gods she had to sneak out of the barracks sometimes or she was worried her head would explode from the sheer amount of bull shit they kept trying to shovel into it on a daily basis. 'I would gladly kiss Pluto's icy blue ass cheeks,' She thought in her desperation. 'if I could meet just one person who actual thought the way I do about all this.'

It wasn't going to happen of course. Not here in Stickupmytogaville, USA. So Jen did what she normally did when she was feeling fed up with the legion and skipped training today. Oh sure she'd probably never hear the end of it when she got back but surely she could find some way to pass the time even if it was going skinny dipping in the aqueducts for kicks and giggles. That was a last resort but at this point she was getting pretty desperate.

Jen had almost lost all hope. It truly was a horrible day when the daughter of Fortuna wasn't lucky enough to find something to do with her day off but then it happened. She spotted someone else who had sought out the seclusion of the aqueducts for the day and this one certainly looked like she was having a good time. Was that booze she spied as she approached? Jen thought it was and that meant that her luck might have just turned around. "Blood and fire." She said as she walked up. "Which god does a girl have to fuck to have a good time around here?"

[Flynn McAlister]

Flynn brought the bottle up to her lips for another sip as she heard someone behind her. She momentarily froze thinking she was caught by the Praetors, again, but she was pretty sure that Cheyenne or Finley wouldn't say Blood and fire. Or at least not what she knew of Miss Overachiever and her very attractive partner. Flynn glanced over her shoulder as she smirked a bit. It was a girl. A very attractive girl. She chuckled a bit as she lowered her bottle just a bit.

"I heard that Jupiter can't keep it in his pants if you don't mind being a mistress," she said with a bit of a chuckle. "But for me, I like to call on the gods who made the thing known as Guinness." She patted the spot right next to her for the girl to come over. "I'll even share if you ask me very nicely."

[Jennifer Kail]

"Yeah and I'd probably be waking up with my hair standing up thanks to that lightning rod cock of his. I think I'll pass on the eternal bad hair day thank you. Priapus, now there's a god who knows how to get things done I think." Jen laughed and ventured over to sit at the girl's invitation. It was rare to run into someone that could greet her with enough vulgarity and irreverence that she had to think up an actual come back. Jen was impressed and a little intrigued. Who was this Roman whose sense of humor matched so well with her own? Jen intended to find out.

"The god of Guinness though, that sounds like my kind of diety and I wouldn't have to deal with having to pop out any little demigod bastards afterwards. Bet he knows how to have a party too. Unlike any of the folks around here." Jen had a seat beside the girl and continued. "As for asking nicely the best way I know is to say 'pass that bottle here before I die from the boredom of this place' and who wants to deal with hiding a dead body. The names Jen by the way."

[Flynn McAlister]

"Or Mercury," Flynn said with a bit of a smirk on her face as she took another sip from the bottle. "He would be able to lead you to where the fun places were... but he'd probably be done in two minutes because he's so fast. Not my thing." She chuckled a bit as she glanced over at the girl. "But I'm sure that Priapus probably knows how to please very well... or at least be well-endowed." She chuckled a bit to herself as she shook her head. "I need to find his kids one of these days."

But the girl took a seat right next to her and Flynn pulled out an unopened bottle of Guinness for her and handed it over. She chuckled a bit as she shook her head. "You can call me Flynn. And it's nice to have company. Usually people have a stick up their arse and they're too uppity to have a drink."

[Jennifer Kail]

"Oh tell me about it." Jen said with another chuckle as she thought about a few examples from her own experience. "If you ever find one of those you have to hold on to them for a while. Take advantage of their 'special power' if you know what I mean." Jen had no doubt that this girl at least did know what she meant and that was refreshing after living in the barracks so long had taught her that most Romans didn't know the difference between their dick and a gladius. "Be sure to share too. It's not nice to keep all that that loving to yourself."

The girl told her name and Jen thought that combined with the accent and the Guinness that made Flynn about as Irish as a green beer sipped right off a catholic priest's ass on St. Paddy's Day. Jen didn't care. She took the offered bottle of tasty beverage, popped the top off and threw it back with abandon. Free booze was a greater equalizer than death could ever be. "Nice to meet you Flynn." She said after she had taken a long swallow and come up for air. "And I hear you there. Prissy little Romans too stuck up to have a little fun. I swear some of them get more excited for drills and formations than they do about a girl in their bunk."

[Flynn McAlister]

"I don't like to hold onto them for too long," Flynn said with a little bit of a smirk on her face. "After a while, they get a little too cocky and honestly, they stop being good after that point. I only keep them a few times before they've done their duty." She chuckled a bit before she took another sip of her beer. "But they are fun to have around." She looked over at Jen with a knowing look before she winked before looking forward towards the water.

Flynn had to laugh at her comment about the prissy little Romans. She loved a good drill or exercise, but she loved her downtime even more. "You should probably swing by the fourth cohort sometime," she said with a light chuckle as she thumbed the rim of her bottle. "We have all of the supplies to have a good time around the legion and keep it away from the praetors."

[Jennifer Kail]

Jen chuckled at Flynn's comments finding the girl's train of thought all too similar to her own. The world was a big place and there was a lot of fun to have out there. Far too much to just tie herself down to one boy or one relationship. Still, you did run into some fun ones every once in a while. "At least they aren't too hard to keep in line. I mean they were born with the most vulnerable part of their body dangling there like a piece of fruit. Kick them there and they crumple like a sack of potatoes, rub them and they practically melt." Jen grinned and took another sip of her drink. "Nothing us girls can't handle and don't even get me started on how they swell up when you say how big and strong they are. It's really quite funny."

Jen set back against the aqueduct as she listened to Flynn's proposal. It was too bad that they were stuck in different cohorts or she thought they really could have a good time. Still, she supposed there was no reason she couldn't stop by the Forth sometime to have a little fun. At least it would be something interesting to do for a change. "You don't have to ask me twice. It's just good to know that everyone around here isn't as dry as old Juno's vag. Speaking of, you seem to be a girl who enjoys a good time about as much as me. We should hang out sometime. Surely two hot as hell foxes like ourselves could find something to do in this town on a Saturday night."

[Flynn McAlister]

Flynn chuckled to herself as she shook her head. “And don’t get me started on how they contort their faces when you use your mouths for something other than talking.” She took another sip of her drink before she said, “Boys really do become putty in our hands. I have quite a few examples of it.” So far, she was highly enjoying Jen’s company and wouldn’t mind at all if she got to hang out with the girl more in the future. At least, as long as the Praetors didn’t catch them red-handed with the bear that Flynn wasn’t supposed to have in the first place.

But it looked like Jen was more than willing to take up her offer. She chuckled to herself as she took another sip of her beer. “Oh trust me,” she said with a knowing smirk as she glanced over at Jen. “I know I can find something to do around here.” She winked at Jen before she lowered her bottle a bit. “But I think you and I can find something around here that’s just begging for us to do… plus I always like pissing off the Praetors.”

[Jennifer Kail]

Jen nodded as she took another sip from her bottle. She was sure Flynn did have examples as she did herself. That was alright though as it was fun to keep guys on their toes. "Considering how much they liked to strut around trying to impress us I say they deserve it. Someone has to keep them in line but so few of us actually know how to do it. It's a damn shame really." Jen chuckled before going back to her bottle. She was by no means some stand up for feminism and women’s rights, boys did have their uses after all, but like the many different kinds of alcohol in the world Jen saw no reason that she should tie herself down to just one of them. Gods forbid she ever get all moon eyed over some guy unless they were rich and really good at sex, preferably both.

"That sounds like a pretty good plan." Jen said with another chuckle as she leaned back and propped herself up on her elbows. "So long as we either A. End up drunk by the end of the night, B. Make ourselves fabulously wealthy so that we can break free of this drudgery or C. Cause enough trouble that I just don't care I'm game for pretty much anything. We've only got one life to live right? Might as well live it up."

[Flynn McAlister]

"Just call it a god-given talent," Flynn chuckled as she shook her head. "It sure beats the extra strength my dad gave me. Keeping those boys in line seems like a much better option." But she looked over at Jen as she mentioned about what kind of fun she wanted to have and that's when Flynn formulated the plan in her head.

"What if I can tell you I can guarantee two out of the three things?" Flynn asked with a wide mischievous smirk on her face. It looked like she was going to gain a partner in crime who she didn't lounge around in bed with and that was perfectly fine with Flynn. She needed more people to be on the wild side with her. "I know one of the apartments in New Rome is hosting a party.... and I have a feeling everyone there won't miss a couple of rolls of toilet paper... and I think one Miss Praetor Cheyenne would appreciate us giving her those extra rolls." She chuckled a bit as she glanced over at Jen. "So what do you say? Are you in?"

[Jennifer Kail]

“A god given talent eh?” Jen said as she tipped her bottle to Flynn. “I like that. Add that to the list of demigod powers. Incredibly lucky, hot as forge lit by Vulcan’s fiery cock and boy taming. Doesn’t sound as impressive as the rest though.” Jen shrugged and took another sip. She was content to let the conversation continue as she was enjoying it. Flynn was turning out to be just the kind of company Jen had been looking for when she skipped practice this afternoon.

What Flynn said next though immediately got Jen’s attention and had the girl sitting up to take notice. “Well I would say that you were a beautiful goddess that deserves my worship. At least until the next beer comes along. Barring that though what are we sitting around shooting the shit for?” There were few things Jen loved in life more than a good party and if that party was flavored with a tad bit of mischief on the side then all the better. All in all it sounded like a helluva better time than they were having here. “I like the way you think Flynn and with any luck we might get to see the look on her face as we leave her standing there with her new decorations.” Jen chuckled and raised her bottle in a toast.

[Flynn McAlister]

"Somebody's gotta do it," Flynn said with a smirk. "And let's be honest, boy taming is not as easy as it sounds. Have you seen half o the guys that run around here?" She chuckled to herself. "I bet you that I know what makes most of these boys tick. At least the ones that'll bed girls. The gays are another story, but they're mostly tame."

She looked over at Jen as she talked as a smirk crept up on her face. "Well, I was sitting here to get away from the Praetors since they don't appreciate a good Irish beer," she said as her smirk grew a bit as she started getting up. "But we can get the fun started early, especially for Praetor Cheyenne. She's been overdue for new decorations."

[Jennifer Kail]

Jen chuckled somebody did certainly need to do it and it was people like Flynn and herself that kept the boys of the world in line. Put them together like they were now and there was no telling what kinds of trouble they could get into. One thing was certain though, they were sure to have a lot of fun doing it. "Yeah you and me both." Jen said with a grin. "Would be interesting to see if we could get a few of them under our thumb so that we could watch them squirm. Toying with them is half the fun."

That might have to wait though. Flynn's idea about throwing a decorating party for miss oh so perfect praetor Cheyenne was definitely worth investigating. "The prefect decoration too since they put me on latrine duty last month but hey nothing says we can't keep the party going while we cause a little mayhem. Vandalism and alcohol go quite well together I've found."

[Flynn McAlister]

With this idea in her mind and a little bit of this so-called liquid courage in her, Flynn was ready to party, steal some toilet paper, and decorate the Praetor's quarters. This was almost the perfect plan, especially if Jen got put on latrine duty last month. "Well that's the shittiest job they could give you," she replied with a smirk, completely intending the pun. "Maybe we should let them know how it was very shitty of them to do that to you."

Flynn stretched a bit and brushed herself off as she determined if she was party-ready. But she figured that everyone, including herself, would be too drunk to care about what she was wearing. She was going to do a little mischief anyway. There was really no reason for her to draw attention to herself today. "Are you ready to cause a little mayhem?" she asked as she looked over at Jen.