Simon

The music from inside the castle could be heard from where he was sitting. His ugly sweater hidden underneath the coat he wore over it, since he was outside he had bundled himself up some more to fight the cold. He sat on a chair, feet kicked up onto another chair as a guitar balanced on his lap. He idly plucked at the strings as he watched people come and go, some stopping to look at him while others rushed to get inside. Sat on the top of his head was his cowboy hat, worse for wear but still offered him enough protection to keep it around. A piece of his past he couldn't quite let go of, that brough him some comfort during this time of the year.

"Not really. I just enjoy hearing others play. I have no musical talent so I take the time to enjoy it when I can. You're actually really good. Where you ever in a band? Or did you just always like the instrument?" Simon smiled as he listened to the music. His snowflake suit matching with the season just as much as the man's sweater. But he was more interested in the sound than the sight. Hell the man could be naked and Simon would still want to know aboutb the music.

"More of a what?" Noah stared at the other man, trying to make sense of that comment. He knew he was addled with all kinds of things but it still didn't add up for him. "No, you're obviously a duck." The cambion joked, not willing to spend too long puzzling out the other comment and took another huge bite of pie. "I mean, were animals even fuckin' made at all? It's evolution and shit, right? Just seems weird." He shrugged at the duck comment. "Sure, but like I'd take a puppy over a duck any day."

"Napper." Simon corrected clearing his mouth of food. He should know better than to eat and talk. Laughing he made a quak quak noise. "Technically evolution yes, but we were made from the uh....big bang? Right? I think that's what they called it." He wasn't the biggest in science but knew the basics. "A dog really? They are cool and all but smell when wet."

Noah was having one helluva night. In fact, it was probably the best night he'd had since before he'd gotten locked up. The drugs, the booze, the dancing, the overall partying made it feel like he wasn't actually in Krovs and he could pretend (and half believe thanks to everything flowing through him right now) that the collar was just part of his costume and it was any other kind of party night he might have had.

“Sometimes. Though I’m more of a napped. Being a cat and all.” He joked taking another bite of his treats. “I mean why make animals that can only survive in heat? That’s the same question. I don’t think we will ever have answers though. Besides, ducks are adorable!”

"Oh should I not be? Is it bad? I've been drinking a lot. I'm only a little buzzed though." Gibson patted down his bare body as if he was trying to straighten out his outfit. He wondered if he was embarrassing himself and if he should feel embarrassed. "What is the reserved way to enjoy myself? I mean keep in mind I was not provided underwear in this costume. I think that's because I like doing handstands a lot and now I can't without showing everyone my butt and peen."

Simon gave a slight nod not sure how to respond. Clearly the drinks had taken effect on the other. “Well I prefer to just… I don’t know hang out. Less drinking and such and more of a fun game night.” He loved having game nights. Though it was rare he did them in the castle. “I see…. Well I guess it’s a good thing you are dancing instead.”

Khion slowed his pace walking through the castle halls when he saw someone on the ground. That wasn't a great sight in a place like Krovs and he frowned, already imagining the worst of what could've happened. He didn't see any visible injuries on Simon as he approached him and crouched down beside him, so that was something at least. Maybe. "Hey," he said, gently resting a hand on the neko's shoulder. "Are you all right?"

Simon groaned as he felt the touch. Of course someone had to talk to him. But he guessed it was better than being left alone on the floor. Quietly and slowly he spoke, attempting to not make his head hurt worse. “Head….spinning. Too much….alcohol. Feeling, sick, hungry. Need quiet dark room.” The hunger was there, and so was the nausea.

"What? Does smoke make you puke?" Aster asked. He didn't want to make anyone uncomfortable, so he put out his cigarette. He could always smoke the rest of the pack later.

"Not exactly, but it isn't the most pleasant and too much can make me nauseous." Normally if it was in passing or a small amount from the wind blowing it was fine. But in big amounts it lead to not so great events. Looking at the bottle the neko took a moment to look it over as it was handed to him. Sniffing it his nose scrunched. A strong smell.

"So does that mean you are good at dancing in an unappealing way? And then that begs to question who is the one who judges what is appealing? I mean maybe I will find how you dance appealing." Gibson said with a little laugh, his cheeks flushed from the movement and the drinks he had been having. It was fun- all of it was just. Fun. It had been so long since he had laughed like this- it almost felt like freedom, if it weren't for the collar around his neck. "We don't have to dance we can do something else if you want. I'm Gibson. I prefer to be called Gibson."

"Well Gibson it's nice to meet you. I'm Simon. And to answer your question, I'm just not one to let loose like most. I appreciate a good time, but in a more reserved way you could say." With his training and time with his old master, Simon had always kept himself nice and neat in public. "I could give it a try though."

Location: Euphoria

Simon had decided this year he would be comfy and fun. And what was more fun while staying comfy than a duck onsie and duck slippers? He had done some of the activities but decided he should have some other fun. Avoiding most drinks after the last time, he decided to hit the floor. He had to admit Raphael did a nice job on the club. As he was enjoying himself the neko felt another body and then words filling his ear. Turning he took in the other hesitant. He was definitely in the party mode. Looking like he should get fresh air. Though Simon just shrugged knowing it most likely wouldn't happen. "I can try. I'm not very good at dancing in an appealing way." He laughed.

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The last thing Simon expected after a long meeting was to run into an unruly and tragic sight. The other looked like a semi truck hit him full force. The smell of the alcohol was in the air and the smoke burned his nose a bit. He never liked smoking. Weed and herbs were one thing, but the tobacco always was the worse. "I'll join you, but put out the smoke first. Or at the very least keep it away from me. Unless you want raw salmon smell on your shoes." It was a half joke as the neko gave a small, slightly nervous grin. Looking at the bottle he tilted his head. "What's tequila? Is it good? I usually stick to wines or fruity drinks. Not much of a drinker nor am I a hard liquor type." He paused and then made a zipping motion over his lips. "Sorry. I'll be quiet and drink now." He really wasn't used to non cheery people. Which he should have been given half the council have looks on their faces like they were just born from a donkey's ass. Well... he questioned if some of them actually were. He'd have to ask Raphael next time.

"Do you have one you want to ride?" He asked, the horses were plenty with a few of them off limits from others, the ones that were available were all of high quality. As it was normal, the castle providing the best of the best when it came to those that visited the castle. He did his best to keep up with that, putting in a lot of his self into caring for the animals there. "It's a good idea, the cold comes on fast if you're not careful enough."

"No. I'll take which ever you feel is best. You work with them daily so i trust your choice." Simon knew they wouldn't put someone working in the stables that didn't know his way around the animals. That would be stupid. And none of the men running Krovs were stupid. "That it does. Not my favorite, but it's not the worst thing. Besides, riding horses as the leaves turn is so beautiful."

He couldn't remember the last time he'd been so busy since coming to the castle. The last few weeks had him with little time to do much but care and tend to the animals that lived within the stables. The werewitch didn't mind it much, being busy kept him from doing a lot of things that would have gotten him into situations. Being one to try to avoid getting into anything he can't handle he was grateful for the work, even if he missed being able to sit and relax or see people he'd come to enjoy seeing. After tossing hay into the stalls for the horses he made his way towards the front when he spotted someone waiting there. "Can I help you?" He asked, hand lifting up the hat he worse to brush his hair back before replacing the hat.

Simon hadn’t been to the stables in a long time. He’d been meaning to visit, but work had him busy. Still he made it today. He smiled seeing the horses. When the stable hand called out Simon just smiled and nodded. “Think I could one of these beauties out for a ride? It’s been awhile since I’ve ridden one. Figured it would be nice before the cold sets in.”

“Well it’s clear you’ve got more abilities than me. And the only way I’d win is if I kept you using stamina until you ran out. But that would take awhile and since you’ve put me in here you could just keep me locked away until the bell rings. So really it’s a test of patience in this moment. Wait it out and keep me here, or keeping chasing each other till we are tired and call a draw. Plus I’m kinda hungry.”