Gabriel Bautista (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} xochipilli) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} paxletalelogs, |
Together, toga and suit made a round of the small recreational room, hand in arm, seeking out any others they knew. He gave Obed and his lady a cursory wave, hoping to speak further with his friend later on in the evening. He didn't see the redhead who'd grilled him over Rafe's wellbeing, and soon enough he and Rafe found themselves back near the punch bowl to refill their drinks—standing next to which was none other than Nishka, looking unhappy over some development.
Gently loosing Rafe from his elbow, Gabe stepped forward to ladle some of the red punch into his drink, completely unaware that it was now spiked. He cast a look of concern in Nish's direction, before glancing back at Rafe.
"Everything OK?" He asked, the question directed toward the former party. Gabe stepped back from the punch bowl, and brought his drink to his lips to better wet his throat for the assumedly ensuing conversation, his face immediately puckering in surprise. "Oh, wow, that's... that's new." He coughed a little, motioning to Rafe. "Someone spiked it, looks like. Surprised it didn't happen earlier, frankly..."