The Sapphire and The Aquamarine [Social/Leviathan]

Nothing felt better than spending time inside the tavern to relax after a long day of walking through the city. On that day, Lilithia had been walking around Reim's red district to do some surveys related to her plan to build a brothel. To made it worse, the weather was so unfriendly and although she already spent some time living in Reim, it was still hard for her to endure the heat. To top that, she wasn't really able to collect different kind of data as well. So for the conclusion, she was not really productive today.

The woman would let out a heavy sigh as she took a seat in front of the counter. "Good evening." The giantess rest her chin on her palm as she greeted the bartender with a smile. "I would love to enjoy a rather strong drink, just surprise me." With a smile as he looked at the tavern's regular, the bartender nodded before he went to create his own mix. Well, Lilithia always ordered something different every time she visited the tavern, but he knew the woman would love to drink something strong. Not to mention he was already used to even create a lot of unique drink for the giantess as well because he heard her favorite word a lot, 'Surprise me'. Every time he finished making the drink, he would stay for a bit as he watched Lilithia tasting it, to see what she would say because apparently, several strong drinks that he made wasn't that strong for her taste.

Lilithia would be sipping the mixture from the bartender, gulping it a little bit. "Hmm~~. yes, this is it. You nailed it today, master." She said happily before she licked her upper lips slowly, liking the taste very much.

A heavy, icy air hung around Leviathan as the heels of her boots clicked against the stone streets of Reim. Word had reached her some time back that her fellow Knights were being met, one by one, with defeat at the hands out those belonging to this outside world. It left her wondering who was left besides herself. Yet it wasn't as if she truly cared about those "birth Sasans", not with how she had been looked down on by them her entire childhood. Nor was she in any kind of hurry to return back to Sasa. ESPECIALLY not empty handed. The lack of even an iota of any kind of assistance in her own, personal, goals before heading home was unacceptable to the busty knight.

Then there was the tavern. Since her arrival in Reim she had found the small place in one of the more out of the way alleys back when she had been attempting to keep a low profile. While gathering information and scouting out the city she had found something she considered an amazing secret. A place to get an amazing drink. That was exactly what she wanted right now. Those elegant boots brought the taller than average woman through the door with powerful and graceful strides of her legs. As usual she found herself showing little to no interest in the other patrons of the establishment as she approached the tavern bar and took a seat before the barkeep. "The strongest drink you can put together, as usual." She requested.

The giantess would take another sip of her drink and she would sigh happily, loving the explosion of flavors on her tongue. As she wanted to take another sip of her drink, her attention shifted to this new person who sat nearby. Judging from her figure, that woman was probably an Imuchakk as well...and look at her order! She also wanted the strongest drink in the tavern. However... she said 'usual'... so she would be a regular here as well. Lilithia never remembered seeing her around actually, perhaps their schedule was not matched or perhaps the giantess wasn't really trying to pay attention to her surrounding. Well, it didn't matter...

With a smile on her face, Lilithia would greet the other woman, "Well, hello there, dear." She would lift up her glass before continuing, "Cheers?"

A voice came from some seats down the bar from Morgan, a greating to her specifically. The source was a woman who's very appearance caused the Knight's breath to catch in her throat. The woman lifted her glass towards her in a small salute with an offer of cheers. Woman of height and size, not unlike Morgan herself, who seemed to favor an almost militaristic style of dress similar to the Sasan Knight's own. Morgan found herself realizing she had been staring at the mysterious woman only when the clinking of her drink hitting the bar counter met her ears.

Gripping the fragile glass with the tips of her fingers, careful of her own strength, Morgan took the entire drink. Downing it in a single gulp she replaced the glass on the counter. "Another." She requested softly as she moved down to take the next seat beside the attractive stranger. "First time I've seen you here." The way she sat was far from feminine, the telltale sign of someone who, despite her uniform tailored to a woman's body or the heeled boots she wore, she had never seen herself as a female. Legs not quite spread wide but holding a relaxed space between her thighs, the skirt of her uniform still restraining her range of movement just enough that she wouldn't need to worry about being exposed.

WC: 227
TWC: 483

“Whoops, careful there.” Lilithia chuckled as the other woman seemed to dazed off a little bit before snapping back to reality, fortunately managing to control her strength to not break the glass that she was holding. The giantess smiled as the woman moved to the seat right next beside her, closing the distance.

The Imuchakk would gulp down her drink as well before shoving the glass to the bartender, “Another, please.” She would say softly, with a smile. It was about time to give the woman beside her more attention, “First time for me to see you here as well, stranger. Name’s Lilithia.” The giantess chuckled as she took off her hat before putting it on the table, resting her chin on the back of her hand as she stared towards the woman. “What’s your name?”