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Alaina slaps the Bard's back

Easy there killer ...Don't make the Tsar's job easier and go choking to death!

Emperor7 arrives at the Club, tangling himself in a string of lanterns near the ceiling.

Apologies dear patron.

Not a problem noble one!

Looks over the bar at Acme

Fix the Emperor a MiracleGro and soda please?

Alaina, not seeing two of the champions, teleports back to the RPG board and grabs them

Teleports in, grabs Lynora-Jill and JH, teleports out again

Rally at Club Calistria!

Yes! Help the wounded Bard over there! Bring the Two-Liter of CLW potion from the fridge!

A swarm of horse-sized yellow jackets descends on the club. Alaina jumps off Minerva and send her and her sisters back to their crystal hive. She shoos the few pool loungers out

Sorry folks, private party! Come back tomorrow!

ROSIE! We'll need lots of drinks and such!

Starts arrainging chairs around a large oval table by the pool

Assuming everyone agrees (and to let KC do his solo thing)

OK, everyone who needs a lift whistle and a wasp will take you to the club!

Hops on Minerva and flys off to her club

After bringing the bard to Lynora-Jill, Alaina looks about at the scene of carnage. Her wasps still circle overhead, an angry buzzing horde.

What say we take council over at my place? It'd be a lot more comfortable, and we can plan strategy there.

Alaina helps the Bard up, her slight lean frame showing surprising stregth. The Bard catches a whiff of jasmine and vanilla in her reddish blonde hair as she lifts him up

I'm coming over Lyn!

Alaina, priestess of Calistria wrote:

One thing I always hated about The OTD Threads ... All the damn Dracoliches ..

Alaina grins and tosses a Flame Strike down on the steam bubble

Don't use fire! You'll make it stronger! It's the Champion of Fire.

Oops ...

Throws a swarm of ice balls at the bubble

One thing I always hated about The OTD Threads ... All the damn Dracoliches ..

Alaina grins and tosses a Flame Strike down on the steam bubble

The wasp army circles the steam bubble, unsure of what to do

Hold fast guys and attack anything that clanks! Alaina yells up

Alaina somesraults off Minerva her wasp steed and lands catlike near Lynora-Jill. After a quick check to make sure everything remained where it was supposed to be, she turns to the others and grins.

Wow, you folks like to make a mess!

A buzzing swells in the sky. The ground darkens as a huge host of horse-sized wasps descend out of the sky. Atop the lead wasp, in a very fetching chainmail bikini and sporting a bandoleer of glowing daggers and a large oiled whip is Alaina.

HEY! LET THE WASP GO UGLY!

Alaina wakes up and stretches langorously. Emerging from her immense bed, she wanders to her sitting area. A steaming pot of tea and a small plate of scones sit on a silver serving tray. Rosie clanks in the bathroom, scrubbing and cleaning up the stray frilly undergaments Alaina has a bad habit of dropping everywhere.

Alaina looks out on her tropical realm, and notices the white-winged form of Lynora-Jill flying off into the heavens.

Hmm... She's off early ... She thinks to herself.

After her breakfast, she dresses in her normal workout clothing and heads out to the pool area. Setting up under the pergola that shades the far side of the pool, she begins a vigorous aerobic workout. A fine sheen of sweat soon slicks her bronzed body as she segues into a kickboxing routine. After an hour of high-powered bouncing about she strips down to her bikini and dives into the pool for some laps.

Fingers her coiled whip absently

Whips in a basement ...hmmm

Waves at the departing flunkie

HEY! You have a cell to call should I see a Runelord?

Well, I haven't seen anyone sporting any sidhedron runes, but if someone shows up I'll let you know.

Leans over to the Lord of Insects, displaying some impressive decolletage

Do you know how to dance by any chance?

Alaina smiles

Well, Mr. Sample, we have veggie cocktails and *ahem* Bloody marys (with real blood--for the undead patrons)

She waves them all in

Come in come in!

Bows in turn

Welcome Noisy! We have a nice insect area up on top of the roof if you want to mingle!

Points to a large crystal hive that sits at the peak of the large mansion's roof.

My wasp minions lair there, but they are a friendly bunch. And all female!

winks

ABout time I found this place.

Hello Lady Calistria and where are the beverages?

Smiles

Hi handsome! The bar's right over there!

Points to where a robot in a housedress is rapidly mixing up a bewildering variety of cocktails

Stares at the small dragon with the slim rod

Can I help you with something?

Waves at the two lovebirds.

G'night you two!

Turns and returns to her hostessing duties

The evening's entertainment starts swinging. A band of bariaur bards from Arborea appear and begin playing some lively dances. A mixed group of beings from across the Wheel dance reels along the parquet floor. The atmosphere is more muted and friendly then the wild baccanalias of the weekend, more of a cafe flavor. Alaina flits from table to table, greeting guests.

...Yes, I'm sure that we can make a larval ichor and soda, let me check our stocks.

... There are plenty of swimtrunks in the pool cabana

... Gleam of Gold! How are you? How's Union these days?

The flame-haired hostess makes sure Lynora-Jill and JH have everthing they want.

I hope you two are enjoying the evening!

Alaina's chin hits the floor as she sees Lynora-Jill's new look

Sweetie! You're an angel! Literally!

She laughs

By all means, come in! Rosie's tending bar, and there's supposed to be a group of Arborean Bards coming in later for a little acoustic jam session. Make yourself at home!

Leans in and whispers

Whichever room you want, feel free!

Smiles wickedly

After a peaceful day of yoga, light jogging, lap swimming, weight training and Pilates, Alaina feels at the top of her form. She runs up the three flights of stairs to her room and strips off her exercise clothing and steps into her omnidirectional shower.

After a decadent warm shower she towels off, pads to her immense closet and begins picking out her eveningwear. A little black dress with a few gold accesories, a pair of Jimmy Choo shoes and her favorite whip and she is ready to go.

Padding out to the open-aired dance floor she begins to greet the early comers, a flock of Vrocks, a gaggle of Hound Archons and a trio of somber Mercane. Rosie begins to serve drinks.

Alaina wakes up and throws back her satin sheets. She pads over to her sitting area and sinks into a large oversuffed divan. She gazes out her large French windows and watches the sun rise over the distant meadows and forests of her realm while Rosie brings her her morning cup of Earl Grey and a chocolate croissant.

Finishing her breakfast, Alaina stretches and strips off her green camisole. She dresses without showering, slipping on a yellow-black-striped bikini and then a spandex shorts and top set in the same pattern. Slipping some crosstrainers to her feet, she descends to the patio of the clubhouse.

The pool area is quiet. The early-morning sun gleams off the freshly scrubbed surfaces Rosie has worked on so diligently. Alaina unrolls her yoga mat and begins her morning exercise routine.

Alaina tucks a beach towel around the recumbent form of the ancient Oracle

There there oldfather, rest now.

Seeing the eastern sky brightening inexorably, Alaina yawns hugely. She pads back to the main clubhouse, weaving around the sleeping forms of exhausted partygoers.

Ascending the marble stairway to the penthouse on the third floor, she locks her doors, hangs her whip up, pulls her yellow knit top off, unzips and discards her black shorts.

She heads to her masterbath and indulges in a long bath-salt-infused soak in her whirlpool tub. Refreshed but tired, she towels off and slips into a pale green silk camisole. Pulling back the satin covers of her immense bed she dives in and is soon fast asleep

*Flies sadly in*

Alaina notices the sad little wasp buzzing in a corner by some spilled ginger ale.

What's the matter TW?

tall, and tan....and young, and lovely.....

the girl from Ipenema goes walking.....
and...
throws the runes
MNAAAAAAAAAAAR!!!

I never throw runes with complete strangers ...

hee hee hee hee hee!!!

Nunyin hired me!!!
Scrub the pool I be!!!

shakes her titan tresses bemusedly

There are a lot of strange folk that dwell in the Deep Interthereal Sea.

Looks over at the malformed fey spirit vigorously scrubbing the pool.

Funny, I don't recal hiring that little dude.

Looks up suddenly from her giggled conversation

Funny, I felt like a goose just walked across my grave .. shivers

notices JH at the bar.

Uh oh Lyn, here comes JH.

Smiles mischeviously

Alaina smirks and twirls

You like? I asked the monkey for a makeover. 'Priestess of Calistria' is a job title, not a name!

She whistles

Hey Acme? How's about a couple of margaritas over here?

Rosie? Any cold cuts left over from last night?

Guides Lynora-Jill to a table.

SO... tell me everything ...giggles

Alaina awakes and tosses the satin sheets off her limber form. She yawns and pads out to the master bath, slipping out of her black negligee as she walks. After a long hot shower she emerges into her walk in closet. Donning a casual yellow knit top and black shorts combination she applies her makeup and does her hair.

Finally satisfied with her look, she descends to the outdoor patio to see who is about.

A few cambion nurse Bloody Marys at one of the bistro tables. A maralith still snores in the corner, her six arms wrapped around a lipstick-covered Argenach Rilmani. Malice Jack is still around, nursing a Harvey Wallbanger and looking hungover.

Alaina spots Lynora-Jill and walks up to her.

Sweetie! How are you! Is everything OK? Where is JH?

Alaina preens naked in front of the full-length mirror in her palatial penthouse suite.

That monkey may be a grouch, but he sure knows how to set a girl up!

She twirls, admiring her new hair color which has deepened into a flaming reddish blonde. She runs a hand along her much deeper skin tone.

My my my. I can't wait to show Lyn! I hope all that fuss last night will keep her goddess rider at bay....

Alaina slips into a black silk negligee and dives under the yellow-black-striped satin sheets of her king-size bed.

Ahhhhhh.....