[ Tsutha's had a busy evening. She's been on stage singing for much of the evening, even though most of the music that the players are playing isn't anything she's heard before; she was glad to make up a melody as she went along. Problem is, singing on stage is hard work, especially when you're dressed in a tight corset that restricts your breathing. She needs a break!
So she makes her way over to one of the refreshment tables. Funny, this one seems to have a little white cat on top of it, lapping away at a pitcher of water. Tsutha laughs. ]
Now you've got the right idea!
[ With that, she unceremoniously takes the pitcher next to the one the cat is drinking out of, and lifts it up to her mouth, pouring it into her face and drinking her fill from the side of the rim. ]
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So she makes her way over to one of the refreshment tables. Funny, this one seems to have a little white cat on top of it, lapping away at a pitcher of water. Tsutha laughs. ]
Now you've got the right idea!
[ With that, she unceremoniously takes the pitcher next to the one the cat is drinking out of, and lifts it up to her mouth, pouring it into her face and drinking her fill from the side of the rim. ]