𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐈 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑

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NEVER HAVE I EVER

it's a sleepover, and you're all invited. this is never have i ever, and the rules are simple: icly comment with your character and a "never have i ever", people respond with judgement, jokes, or in the event they've done what you haven't, a shot of alcohol. comment around, thread hop, and react as you see fit!
(meme threads aren't game canon, but they're not not game canon either, right)

Comments

[peasant]

Doubtfully not the only one.

( alina's included, more than once. she shrugs a shoulder, forcibly nonchalant. )

If you'd like.

[preborns]

[A quiet, sideways look.] Perhaps. That's the one I thought of, first. More so here, I think.

Never have I ever...ridden a horse.

[peasant]

( rudely, she wonders if it's even possible. jessica's heart seems encased in impenetrable ice — or perhaps it's just alina's misfortune to be on the receiving end of her arctic stares. with a glowering look, she washes down the thought with a drained shot glass, hardly flinching at the burn in her throat. saltburnt's rich liquor goes down smoothly — nothing like the grit of ravka's cheap, quick alternatives. )

That's cheating. You've seen me disappear into the stables before.

[preborns]

[Alia grins, a bright, toothy thing, more like herself than she's been in -- months, probably.]

It isn't! Cheating would be "never have I ever ridden a brown horse named Brownie while looking ever-so-fetching in my red riding jacket with my hair braided and my cheeks all windkissed and flushed".

[peasant]

You must've mistaken me for Paul. That sounds more like him.

( there's only one fetching windkissed flushed horse rider in this trio and alina knows it can't Possibly be her. compliment successfully vanquished. )

Well, if you're going to play it that way. ( a beat. ) Never have I ever had a mother.

[preborns]

Mmmm, no, no, I'm sure I was right. Paul's a little more...soggy kitten when returning from riding. Less triumphant and grinning. Though you both get leaves in your hair. [Or they did, when there were leaves to catch.

A soft exhale, a shot.] Many. Too many. Never have I ever...left the city I was born in. Until here.