After the new start for the Council of Neonates

[Dorian M. Black]

"Define direct Elder. Your own lineage? Why 'direct'?"

[Eric Lunaris]

"As in ye line, ye heratige."

[LittleBird]

Kira listens intently to the clarification-not that she truly needed to for her own sake-the moment she heard the word 'betrayed' she let her glass rest, paying more attention to the rest of the room than the drink that will remain untouched for this round; bouncing one leg as she awaits all reactions.

[Dorian M. Black]

Dorian inclines his head quietly and puts down his glass, untouched.

[Dorian M. Black]

Then immediately picks up his glass, chuckling, and takes a long swig.

"Oh, actually. I forgot about that one."

[Christine Daye]

Christine continues to toy with her glass, but with more certainty now the clarification has been made.

[Regulus Grey]

Regulus leaves his glass on the table and turns his head to Kira, as the only one not to ask a question yet.

[LittleBird]

“Mmm, never have I ever...” she looks out to the room, knowing that at least of the group will drink, yet still, she is intrigued to see if the rest take a sip, “mmm-never have I ever travelled to a far off land?” she doesn’t drink, yet her finger tips trace around the lid of the glass, a hope and knowing that such adventures are yet to come.

[Dorian M. Black]

Dorian is about to say Define far off and then realises he's probably ruining the game.

So he drinks.

"Never Have I Ever..." Dorian begins, then stops. He can't actually ask that. Or the other question he has. Apparently adding an unknown to the group causes all sorts of problems.

"Erm..."

He'll change the game in a few rounds. The direct questions were always funner.

"Never Have I Ever attempted to seduce a Prince." He spikes a look to Kira, with narrowed eyes. Despite Dorian's ire for whatever he feels his sister has done, he does, in fact, drink.

[Regulus Grey]

Regulus takes a sip of his drink, his eyes go distant for a moment before snapping back to the present. At Dorian's question one of his eyebrows raises slightly and his drink remains decidedly on the table.

It's strange, as he sits among them Regulus feels his shoulders relaxing. Muscles tense form years of constant vigilance are beginning to loosen.