After talking with Embry, hera may or may not have fallen asleep on the plane… IN THEIR DEFENSE. The white noise of the plane soothed them, like many other random noises. Regardless, Hera considered their conversation a victory for themself. They made up with their number one enemy!! Or so they thought…
It was a late evening at the french cabin where the students where staying. The sun began to set on the springtime horizon and Hera had begun to get comfortable in their stay. They set down their things in their room, taking a good look at the alcohol provided in the suite, but laid off. Then Hera showered, and got dressed for the evening in their more traditional, formal-looking attire. After makeup and such, they went down to the bar, shot just a little bit of whiskey for confidence and made their way to the lounge where their class was playing truth or drink. Had they just pregamed a drinking game? Maybe. But they were also planning on completing most if not all of their dares in order to gain Blue Royalty points, so the bit of alcohol seemed like a given.
Everyone gathered around the room, seating comfortably on furniture and starting the event. Hera watched in amusement as people took body shots off each other, made out, told a bit of uncomfortable truths, and overall had no regard for the significance of these events had they been done without the game. They noticed the all-too-familiar looking glances and touches, chuckling at their ridiculous plays. Until it was their turn to be dared. Oh boy. Couldn’t be too bad, right? It was. Apparently-friendly embry told them to strip while making eye contact with Ari.
I should have told her about that. They thought as they remembered all of the horrible things the girl had put them through, trying to hide their discomfort. “Man, I just changed into this outfit.” They laughed slightly, playing it off. Then, Hera had to commit to it. They looked to Ari, attempting to see behind her eyes. Not into their figure, but envisioning the mountain view as if she were not there. It’s just a girl, they thought as they slid off their clothes. She took off her belt one-handedly, just to flex, and revealed black lingerie when their pants dropped. H figured they were going to have to take off a little bit of clothing, so they didn’t bother wearing their comforable, but average-looking boxers. After picking the article off the floor, Hera winked at Ari just to sell it. Smiling and looking away, but then remembering they had to give a dare to her again.
It was hard not to sigh, but H kept their composure. Might as well have fun with this. “Say one thing you like about me… and Persephone each.” They thought on the spot, smiling neutrally at the seemingly boring dare. They couldn’t really think of much fun things to do with her, nothing about her seemed fun anymore, and they just wanted the discussion to be over with. Plus, Hera remembered that Ari had a little fight with Persephone a little while ago which felt like a very convenient coincidence now. Where is my sister, anyway? Probably flirting with some french guy.
@Kristi Ari