Shika Nesshin wrote: ↑Wed Aug 18, 2021 9:33 pm
Nesshin looks at Koi for a moment, blinks slowly.
Then he takes a breath, stands up, bows with exaggerated care and grace.
"It would be my pleasure to t to do so," he says. "If our exteemeed companions will esxcuse us?"
He rubs at the backs of his hands again.
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Yes, the typos are on purpose.
Koi nodded, and woozily with some gasps of pain finally rising from the table she had been at all evening. She was completely plastered and the rising from sitting to standing caused blood to rush to her legs to quick.
She took Nesshin's arm to steady herself. "Sake~"
Koi said softly to him, having a good sense for her man. "Shall I sing for us on the way back to the rooms?"
Koi didnt take no for an answer as she bowed to Aimi and Raizo allowing a small wink to pass between them. Koi begin to sing a little melody, it had a fast cadence that seemed more playful and cheerful as Koi sung!
As I went home on a week night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be?
Ah, you're drunk,
you're drunk you silly old fool,
still you can not see
That's a lovely sow that me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more
But a saddle on a sow sure I never saw before
And as I went home on another night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a coat behind the door where my old coat should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that coat behind the door where my old coat should be
Ah, you're drunk,
you're drunk you silly old fool,
still you can not see
That's a woollen blanket that me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more
But buttons in a blanket sure I never saw before
And as I went home on yet another night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be?
Ah, you're drunk,
you're drunk you silly old fool,
still you can not see
That's a lovely t whistle that me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more
But tobacco in a whistle sure I never saw before
And as I went home on yet another night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw two boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns them boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be
Ah, you're drunk,
you're drunk you silly old fool,
still you can not see
They're two lovely Geranium pots me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more
But laces in Geranium pots I never saw before
And as I went home on another night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a head upon the bed where my old head should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that head upon the bed where my old head should be
Ah, you're drunk,
you're drunk you silly old fool,
still you can not see
That's a baby boy that me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more
But a baby boy with his whiskers on sure I never saw before
And as I went home late one night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw two hands upon her breasts where my old hands should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns them hands upon your breasts where my old hands should be
Ah, you're drunk,
you're drunk you silly old fool,
still you can not see
That's a lovely sow that me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more
But a saddle on a sow sure I never saw before
As I went home on another night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a thing in her thing where my old thing should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that thing in your thing where my old thing should be.
Ah, you're drunk,
you're drunk you silly old fool,
still you can not see
That's a lovely t whistle that me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more
But hair on a whistle sure I never saw before..
Koi sung boldly, clearly hammered and having a good time as she sung as if it was natural to her.
Day 6. LE. Singing a tune. Fire/Performance. Distinction. | TN: 3 | Success:
3 / Opportunity:
0 / Strife:
3