A Revealing Party - RPLOG
Participants
Date
31/1/479
Log
The late morning is warm and sunny and there are all manner of beings wandering the docks, about their business. There is a short queue up the gangway of the Aurora. The clipper ship is shrouded in decorations and draperies, hiding the deck from view and a servant in Snowmark liverie is keeping watch at the entrance. As each being arrives, he speaks to them and their reactions seem to vary widely. Some laugh and enter, others are more hesitant or turn away, and others seem horrified and leave in a hurry.
Cirrus is just another being meandering along the dock, doing whatever it is that a cat does on just another day like this, until the queue for the boat catches her eye. Well, looks interesting, at least. And she hadn't seen the Snowmark insignia in ages, so why not? The snow leopard approaches the fancily-decorated boat, nearing the servant with a curious eye. "Ooh! What's going on, here?"
Bazalt hums headding along to the boat. "so.. a dresscode-eh?.. but... it didnt.. say.." the wolf frowns, not long behind cirrus as he noms a sweetcake. "well.. I might as well see!" he says, tail wagging-it nothing else it'd be an.... intresting experience!
A delicately featured Otter stands in the queue, eyes wide, but idly rubbing at the brooch on his cravat, his long rudder-like tail curled up around a leg as he stands there. "Oh, I hope I get in. A party would be ever so much fun." He looked down at his body, then down at his body. "I do hope my clothes are alright though. It's the only thing I've got that's presentable." He furrows his brow, then looks up, head tilting as he looks over the wolf. "Mister Bazalt? Why isn't this a surprise! It's a pleasure to see you here too. Do you know this Mister Sven Snowmark?"
Aisling is quite a bit further up in the line than the others, the noble vixen is wearing a fine gown ow white and cerulean, with a fitting, feathered hat. She turns her head to look at the harbor area while she waits, a smile making its way across her muzzle as she spots the golem she left back there.
The servant nods as the little group draws near. "Welcome, ladies and gentlemen," he says formally, "I must inform you that there is a very strict dress code at this event. Specifically, no dress. We ask that you disrobe just inside and leave your things with the attendant if you choose to join the party."
Bazalt blinks "Oh.. hey...it's the Otter that thought i was dangerous!" the wolf shakes his head and blinsk "Wait-wait..Did.. you say.. Disrobe?" the wolf Blinks as theinsides of his ears go Red-naked.. in.. public-with others? "I... Do.. we.. have to go. naked.." he asks, Blinking, tail wrapping around his leg. "I mean..i..Guess. that's..ok..just.. wondering. this.. is.. odd...-are.. all Svens parties like this..and..Yes, Lucas..I do know Sven.. sorta, more in passing.."
Lucas rubs at his brooch and nods his head to the side. "I've never met a shadow before. Sorry. And you're so..." His eyes scan the wolf up and down, having to crane his neck to look all the way up. "Big too. It's quite intimidating." His eyes widen and he clutches at his cravat. "R-realy? I have to get naked? Like... completely?" His brow furrows and he tries to smooth out the ruffles futiley. "Well... might not be so bad. I mean, free food's free food... right?" He sighs and starts to unbutton his vest.
"No dress? Bare fur?" Cirrus considers this for a second, tapping her chin and glancing back to the servant warily. "Ah, well. I hear Sven's parties are amazing. Might as well!" The snow leopard nods faux-sagely, glancing back to the others in the group to make sure everyone's actually, y'know, undressing. She starts do do the same, hesitating about midway through to ask a question, "So, can we still keep panties and the like on? Or do those have to go too?"
Aisling blushes deeply, then rolls her eyes. "Of course it is." The vixen shakes her head and turns on the spot, leaving the party to beings more into... -this- kind of thing. She mutters some not very nice words about the house Snowmark as she leaves into the city.
The servant opens the curtain to allow those willing to strip to enter. Behind the curtain is a set of changing tents with servants in skin tight swimwear. "Welcome!" says a stately reindeer in a pair of swimming trunks and a priestly stole, "You need not go nude," he says gently, "We have appropriate clthing for you. It is Sven's joke, I fear, and a test for his guests. You are also welcome to go without."
Bazalt nods slowly And does enter-if anyhting he was about to strip like the rest. "Oh. thank the Creators we dont have to go naked..." the wolf sighs in relief and pads on. "i'll ah.. take some.. non-nuke things please..." he says to reindeer. "and.. that sounds like sevn...." he shakes his head "never do anything normally...." he chuckles, rubbing the back of his head-Ignoring the fact that the others had undressed.. or mostly undressed.
Lucas was already pulling down a pair of white panties when the reindeer pulls back the curtains, quickly drawing them up before he collects his clothes. "I-I wish you had said that before I made myself so indecent." He said, head lowered with his soulgem resting on a choker around his neck. He quickly pads in, rudder tail swaying back and forth with the motion of his hips. He quickly enters into a changing tent, practically running in his embarassment, tail sticking out for a moment before he draws it in.
Cedric would not miss a naked boat party for the world! Of course, he may also be semi-obligated to attend, seeing as how he sort of works here. Sometimes. Either way, the badger finally appears from below deck, naked as the day he was born, hiding not a single one of his badger stripes from the warm morning sun.
"The party can start, I've arrived!"
Cedric cedric
"G-gosh darn it.
As everyone begins walking inside, a certain green runed feline appears on the deck. Surprisingly, she is still wearing her clothes and unfortunately she is wearing all of her weapons as usual. She looks around the room and sighs upon noticing that most of the party goers are naked. "Ugh, is this one of those parties? Well, I guess I can go for that. It's not like I have anything to hide." The feline takes off her white pants and her underwear to reveal that her legs are covered in thick striped tiger fur. Absolutely no sign of genitalia is evident on her form. She nonchalantly walks over to Sven and asks, "Will there be a problem with this?"
"G-gosh darn it. Well, swimwear. I... I suppose that's better. I never did like going swimming, though." Cirrus considers this, as, well, she's already in her skivvies. This is what you get for complying to requests to 'get naked' too quickly. The snow leopard strolls over to the tent, heading to pick something out that is a wee bit less... revealing, glancing over to both the badger and the tiger as they arrive, decidedly resolving to try to meet these new people. Oh, and say hi to the otter too. Who'd known that a skimpy seaside soiree would be the best place to meet new people?
Servants are on hand to tend to clothing and personal items. When the guests have achieved their preferred state of undress, they are ushered to the main deck where beings of all sizes and shapes mingle. A number of pools of various sizes are set up around the deck, allowing guests to wade in some or lounge in others. Servants stand about with towels, drinks, and food. The host, Sven Snowmark strides with a swagger from group to group, welcoming his guests without a stitch on his broad, powerful body.
"Hah!" the puma calls out, "Is fine! Is fine! Come, enjoy beautiful water!"
Bazalt Blinks after Dressing-Admittedly he feels more nervous elaving his stuff witha Stranger than being around possibly naked peope. The wolf sighs and pads along, Takes a deep breath as he looks about-PArties still escaped him, What were they for? "w-wahts.. the point of this.. " he says rather loud before he Eyes Sven. "and there's the host.." the wolf shakes his head and glances around- looking rahter out of place and stiff-clearly the wolf was at a loss at waht to do-Hopefully it'd go better than almost drowning like the last party he was at.
Lucas lets out a girlish shriek as the servants come to take his clothes. He offers them up, then peeks out from behind the curtains. He frowns, brow furrowed before she steps out, hands crossed over his groin as he strides out with a yellow, striped bikini on. He jumps, then reaches back, pulling the back of his bottoms out a little to cover an asscheek. He takes off his hair tie, letting his hair fall down to rest on his neck, giving it to a servant really quick. he looks around the room, eyes falling on the wolf a moment and the naked badger before looking away. He takes a towel quickly and wraps around his towel. "We... we don't have to pay for any of this right?" he asks a servant carrying a tray of drinks.
Cara puts her pants in the changing room and grabs a towel before walking back to Sven, "If anything happens to clothes, you'll be held responsible." With that she waltzes her way over to the pool, but she chuckles for a second as soon as she notices the aquaphobic wolf from earlier. "Well, the aquaphobic wolf is apparently here today." She slowly walks over to him and asks, "Bazalt, you may want to stay in the shallow end of the pool. That way you can learn to face your fear of water slowly."
The badger, naked aside from a choker containing his soul gems, doesn't seem at all phased by the fact that he's not wearing anything. He takes a drink from one of the servants, and hovers around the party (not literally), just kinda being-watching for the moment. He sips his drink as he wanders over to Sven. "What was the occasion for this, anyhow?" he asks his captain, glancing up at the puma and patting his on the shoulder with a friendly gesture.
Cirrus has chosen a simplistic, pastel bikini as dress. Minimilistic enough to not draw overt attention to her private areas, stylish enough to.. also not draw attention. Rather convienent how that works out. She plucks a glass of something mildly alocholic from one of the servants, returning back to the few she arrived with, keeping an ear out for any interesting conversation of sorts. "Hey, Bazalt, Cara. Nice to see you two again." She glances over the unfamiliar otter. "Hello, there. Haven't seen you around before."
"No, Miss," the servant says to Lucas, then blinks, "Uh, Sir," he ammends, "It is all compliments of Lord Snowmark."
Sven only laughs at Cara's threat and leaves her to her own devices. He grins at Cedric and shrugs broad shoulders. "Sven is too hot!" he says simply, "Also, Sven is wanting party!"
An enormous hippo, obviously a bit tipsy and incredibly exposed waddles up behind Cirrus and Lucas. "Hey there, ladies!" he says with just a hint of a slur, "Care to keep a Good man company?"
Bazalt Blinks and Frowns "Yeah no-you Go somewhere else, and i'll avoid the water." the wolf says, frowning. "I'll face my fears and such in my own time on my own terms, not when someotherperson thinks it's good for them!" the wolf makes his way the the Badge and Sven and waves to them, still looking Quite.. out of place an oh by teh Creators Cedric was Naked! "uuhhhh n-nice party" he says, trying to not look anywhere that'd be terribly terribly awkward to be cought looking at.
Cara sighs and turns around just in time to see the large hippo hitting on Lucas and Cirrus. She stares at the Good for a moment in disbelief. Her mouth is completely open and she isn't sure if she should be angry or disappointed. Somehow, the rather bulbous Good managed to not only fail to notice that she was a girl, but she mistook the short otter as a girl. Granted, he certainly has the hips of one, but it isn't really his fault on that matter, but it still causes her to blush from embarrassment. She walks over to the large Good, "Err, you do know that the otter is a man, right?"
Lucas covers his muzzle with a hand at the accidental slip, but a smile curls on his lips as he takes a sip from his drink. He rubs at his choker and nods to the Leopard. "Yeah, I... I'm a little new around here. I come from a small town up the Negila River called Tamsong. The name's Lucas Riverkin." He offers a hand to the leopard. "It's a pleausre to meet you miss...?" As he awaits a name his eyes go wide at the hippo entering, covering his muzzle in surprise at the body, tail curling around his leg. "Oh, I might have to sit down."
"Shoulda' known..." Cedric replies to Sven, lifting his glass to sip. It's not rare for the captain to throw a party 'just because'... and certainly not a clothing optional one. He smooths his hair back and gives Bazalt a smile. "It's a nice day for it, too!" he exclaims to the wolf. Having fun, I hope?" he asks politely.
Cirrus glances over to Lucas, their bikini and all. Strange, but she wasn't really one to comment on how strange people are. "'names Cirrus. Nice to meet you, Lucas." The leopard wasn't as confused at the others of the ambiguity of the otter's gender, primarily because she did see them while they were waiting in line. She narrowly avoids choking on her drink from a short burst of laughter that comes around as the drunk hippo actually attempts to hit on the male otter. "Hey, there, hippo." To the otter, she notes, "Nice party, isn't it, Lucas?"
The hippo turns a confused eye on Cara. "Whazzat supposed to mean?" he asks, "She's about the prettiest lady here! You're just jealous that I saw her first!" He lays a heavy hand on Lucas's shoulder and leads him and Cirrus toward one of the snaller, steaming hot tubs. "Come on ladies," he says, "We can relax over here and you can tell me about yourselves."
Sven grins and wraps a burly arm over Cedric's shoulders. "Is always good time for throwing party!" he crows, and reaches out with his free hand to give Bazalt a friendly butt-pat, "If friend wolf is not liking the water, maybe he is liking something stronger?" The big feline points out the buffet and its extensive wet bar.
Bazalt Nods to Cirrus and smile-GAH BUTTPAT! the wolf blinks and coughs before shaking his head and shrugging. "I.. think i'll just try and be social for now...I.." he looks to Cara and frowns "you have one ver uptight guest-you know that?" he says, sighing. "I'm still trying to make sense of Parties to be honest...Gah.. they. just dont make any sense to me!" the wolf shifts slightly, tail wrapping round his right leg. "Hrrnn. though food does sound good..."
Lucas's muzzle opens to protest, but as he's drawn close he shuts his mouth, being tugged along with the hippo. He nibbles his lower lip, then softly mutters. "T-thank you Mister Snowmark. That's... very kind of you to say." His tail uncoils from around his leg and he draws himself close to the large hippo, despite his obvious embarassment, he does seem to be a little giddy by the situation. He looks to the leopard then lifts a finger to his lips, as if to tell her to keep quiet.
Cara blushes even further, "WHAT!" She grits her teeth in anger and she walks after him as well. She walks with the intention to go into the same hot tub as the other three. She seems to be staring angrily at the Good and as she walks after him, she angrily vents, "You do realize that I'm a girl too." She continues to glare at Cirrus and Lucas, her ears straight up and her fur standing on end.
Cedric peers between the hippo and the other two, and Bazalt, scratching his cheek. He returns his attention to the wolf and puma, nodding a little. "That's basically what partying is... talking to people, drinking, and eating food..." he says, nodding emphatically as he takes another drink. Afterward, he wanders over to the food table, stubby tail swishing a little above his bare cheeks, as he looks over the spread and tries to decide what he wants to snack on. "Hmm..."
Cirrus sighs, and allows herself to be tugged along, taking another long sip off of the glass. Well, it's someone to talk to. "Yep. She's definitely the prettiest girl here, definitely." She smirks a little, glancing at Lucas' blushing and such, but otherwise remains relatively silent, lloking back over to Cara with a calm raise of the eyebrow. "Yes, yes you are. I'm sure you've gotten plenty of milage out of what comes along with that." The leopard picks a mini sandwich off a plate as they pass by a servant, chewing it as they go along.
The hippo lets loose a loud guffaw as he lowers his expansive, bare form into a steaming pool of hot water, making tge water slosh over the sides. "I'm not Lord Snowmark!" he says, still chuckling, "Pontius Good, at your service, ladies." He indicates the available space on either side of himself, then looks at Cara. "What's your point?" he asks, holding out an arm to help Lucas down, "Unless you're offering to keep me company too?" The hippo winks.
Sven himself swaggers toward the buffet, taking a glass in each hand for a start. "Is fine, friend wolf!" he says, "Relax! have fun!"
Bazalt blinks "I've got a name you know, Sven.." the wolf sighs and follws the two the food, frowning. "yes Relax near semi-naked people and on a boat surrounded by water with water on it, OH and yes-the Fact i feel like i could get stabbed in the back.." he Sighs "I'm far too uptight..." the wolf Grumbles, Grabs some alcholic drink and downs it in one go. "this is boud to end well." he mumbles under his breath.
Cara raises a hand in protest for a moment and sighs, "Actually, yes, I was a little interested." She begins to blush fervantly and as she lowers herself into the water, bubbling water as well. She mumbles to herself, "Well, he is a bit nicer than most of the guys that I met in my life."
Lucas's eyes wide and he rubs at his cheek, head dipping in his embarassment. "Oh, I'm ever so sorry Mister Good. I... I'm quite new around here I'm afraid. I didn't realize that was your name." He looks over his shoulder to note the puma Bazalt was talking to, but accepts the hand from the hippo, stepping down gracefully into the water. His eyes close and he sighs as she sinks into it, head dipping back to let the end of his hair dip into the water. "Ah, this feels good. Haven't had a dip in water since I left Tamsong," he said, getting lost in his enjoyment of the water.
Cara raises a hand in protest for a moment and sighs, "Actually, yes, I was a little interested." She begins to blush fervantly and as she lowers herself into the water, bubbling water as well. She mumbles to herself, "Well, he is a bit nicer than most of the guys that I met in my life. Especially that guy who hit on me when he had a girlfriend, but that's another story."
Cirrus slips smoothly into the water beside the hippo, taking care to keep her glass above the effervescent pool. "Nice to meet you, Pontius. My name's Cirrus, and our otter friend here is named... Lucy. Lucy Riverkin." The snowy feline nods, and giggles a little at Cara at their comments, leaning herself back a little to get a better look at how Bazalt is doing up there with the badger and the Snowmark. "Hey, Baz! Come join us over here."
"Oh, don't mind him, Bazalt..." Cedric says, waving a hand dismissively. "He doesn't really call anyone by their given name. I'm still 'friend stripeyface, last I checked." the badger chuckles, picking his food an putting some on a plate for himself. "I wouldn't worry too much about backstabbing. There's not many places a being could hide a knife here, y'know?" he grins at the wolf. "If it'd make you feel any better, you're welcome to give me a... uh... more thorough search. " he says, giving a playful wink before returning to food. "Just messin' with ya. If anyone wants to start something here, I'm already prepared to tear them limb from limb with my bare hands, I assure you." he says, any previous hint of joking or playfulness absent now. He's a little distracted for a moment afterward, glancing over towards the tub where Cirrus, Lucas and the others are.
The badger is right, of course. As Cedric has pointed out, no one really has anywhere to hide a weapon. Many of the partygoers ar actually following th lead of the host and going completely in the nude. A tall, thin hare actually wanders up behind Bazalt and puts a finger in the small of the wolf's back. "I suppose there could be some backstabbing," the hare gives a buck toothed grin and slips between Bazalt and Cedric to snag a treat from the table, "But only if you ask nicely."
Thinks are pretty relaxed in the hot tub as Pontius pulls Lucas and Cirrus close to his sides. "Nothing to worry about," he slurs a bit, "I'm only a minor member of the house. Now why don't you ladies tell me about yourselves?" He looks to Cara. "I got room on my lap, if you care to get friendly," he offers.
