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Post by ☆|Atrium on May 4, 2018 23:53:58 GMT -7
It doesn't take the waitress long to notice Chiharu and Keska and rushes over to take their order. When she leaves Hitomi left out a sigh when RD doesn't let her have the soap. "Hitomi wasn't going to eat soap. Me getting food, don't want to ruin meal." She grumbles a bit as she walks back to her seat which is next to Doc. He chuckles at her pouting and gives her a hug before he answers RD. "As much as I told you. I just told them where we were going. They seemed like they wanted to get out of town so I invited them to tag along for a bit. I would be surprised if they stayed with us until we got to..." He stops, thinking for a moment before he continues. "until we get to Freyacre. The man that taught me that magic wasn't a curse nor wasn't something to be ashamed of lives there." Once again Doc seems to look off into the distance as he speaks softly. "My how the world has changed...To think magic was shunned and hated not so long ago..." He shakes his head to bring himself back into the present. "I'm sorry about that. I find my mind wandering a lot as i get older. Either way, RD does bring up a good point. Can you both defend yourselfs? I should of made it clear that we aren't escoring you two nor are we bodyguards."
As Doc waits for his answer, Hitomi chimes in with her own question. "Why you want to come? It not safe to go with strangers. Daddy just met you yes? He still stranger but you trust Dad? Seems odd..." She trails off thinking and trying to figure it out herself.
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Post by ★|Sayu on May 5, 2018 15:38:53 GMT -7
Chiharu orders a meal and some beer for herself while the waitress is there. She briefly glances over to Keska and then orders based on her preference. It takes her a short while to mull over whether she was willing to give the girl a drink or not. Well... why the heck not, I guess. It's a special occasion. She orders the drink as well there-while missing the soap situation.
While they wait for their order they continue the conversation. Chiharu playfully waves off the suggestion of danger and smirks confidently. "Hmm hmm, no that won't be any issue. We used to travel between Recudor and Na'hog regularly and there is plenty of danger about." She rests one hand on her hip and does a mocking flex motion with the other, though coincidentally this leaves plenty of room to show off her toned body due to her rather revealing eastern attire. "Besides, I may not be much for finger wiggling but Keska here has some neat tricks up her sleeve. She's probably one of the more unique swordsmen... I've... seen..." her voice begins to trail off as she realizes the error in her ways complimenting Keska like that. Surely this would because enough for one of her grand over-exaggerated tales...
A-Ah... now I've really done it... Chiharu cocks her head and sighs in anticipation of Keska's infallible ego.
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Post by ☆|Dazai on May 6, 2018 11:35:25 GMT -7
Keska’s ears shrink back from RD’s sudden interjection. “Sorry! S-Sorry...” She stammers. The embarrassing realization that she was informed about Hitomi’s habits just moments ago, was written all over her face. "Royalty! Roy-al-ty, Keska!"
As the eggplant extraordinaire mentally reprimands herself, Chi answers both RD’s and Doc’s question. The tanned merchant dismisses any concern about self-defense with a mock flex. Keska’s eyes gradually gravitated toward her companion’s exposed, toned midriff. In a way, Keska was a bit envious of Chi’s body. She herself was much more physically frail than her darker counterpart. Her arm muscle was relatively undefined, and her thighs lent themselves more toward being comfortable pillows than powerhouses. Keska’s intrigue over Chi’s physicality usually resulted in her poking, prodding, and generally invading her partner’s personal space. It was surely a perfect sign of Chi’s higher class lineage after all! She just couldn't keep her hands to herself in most instances, but for now she had to remain on her best behavior!... For Chi!
Although Keska had just reaffirmed her dedication to being someone Chi could be proud of, a perfect opportunity presented itself. "Unique s-swordsman!" The noble experienced a wave of emotions as Chi metaphorically brushed alongside her now excited ego. Keska audibly takes a deep breath. “Ohohoho!~ Of course! When you’re as prominent and (she’s almost out of big words now) exquisite a-and ostentatious as me, (she’d been called this before. It had a nice ring to it even if she didn’t understand the word) it’s reflected in my very movements! Mhmm!~ My dear sweet Chiharu here is capable of recognizing my talent because she herself has witnessed my countless victories! Plus as a faithful devoted retainer, you’re practically royalty yourself! Isn’t that right, Chi?~” She doesn’t stop to listen for a reply. Any answer would’ve simply been an affirmation. She simply places a gentle hand on her partner's arm. “Of course most opponents can hardly match my caliber, so I use some golems to do the tedious work.” This was show and tell for the girl now as she fishes for the two catalysts in her bag. The fact that Chiharu recognized her hard work made her blush slightly. It was one of the few areas she could serve Chi in, so she gave it her all. In truth she had no such formal training. She was born a street rat, and she fought like one. Her moves were graceful, albeit unrefined and a bit underhanded. In formal combat she’d surely be disqualified. Ironically she didn’t fight for the prestige, it was almost always in defense. She just wanted to protect her own at any cost.
“Aha! Here we go!” Keska pulls out the catalysts. Her demeanor is noticeably more calm than before, seeing that she got to vent her pride. They’re just regular golems really.” She shows them for a moment before placing them back in their spot. She looks to Hitomi to answer her question, “I-I think it’s more that we were hoping this could give us a change of pace, y’know?” She stops for a moment before addressing RD. "Sir, you said you were a mercenary correct? Surely you have some stories to tell yourself!" Keska's eyes light up, as she eagerly waits to learn more about the man.
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Post by SpikedEdge on May 25, 2018 18:07:40 GMT -7
Richard chuckles at Hitomi's re-buddle, wiping his eyes with a lightly closed fist and sobbing falsely as he says "They grow up so fast..." as he listens to what the doc knows so far if their companions. He sighs and looks elsewhere as the doc reminisces the world's outlook on magic, but looks over to the pair as his companion pops the question as to their individual abilities. He couldn't deny the smaller girl of her clout, areas between Recudor and Nahog were indeed riddled with dangers, she goes onto explain that her traveling companion, Keska, was quite skilled in 'finger wiggling' a term that makes the long-standing mercenary's ears perk up, He slides his vision to the mage in question smirking as her ego puffs due to the other's praise, though it does go on for some length before she finally shows her catalysts.
She calmed down as she did so, which forced him to take notice, it seems she wasn't quite as full of herself as it seemed at least when it came to her actual combat prowess, he had had his doubts earlier, but her modesty in regards to her golems relieves his stress somewhat.
He grins widely as she asks him to tell a bit of his own stories, but for now he has to hold back his enthusiasm... "Well..." he clears his throat. "... I'll tell you after we procure our meals, i't could get lengthy and i'm pretty hungry myself."
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Post by ☆|Atrium on May 29, 2018 8:48:07 GMT -7
After a few more minutes of getting to know one another, a few waiters start coming over to their table as places plate after plate of food. It seems like a buffet of varied meats and breads are placed in front of the two grown men and the teen to the point where the needed to add another table just for all the food. Then the meals that Chiharu and Keska ordered follows and it placed in front of the ladies. Doc looks over at them, "I probably should apologize in advance. The way these two eat could only be described as..." He is cut off at that moment, RD just finished tying a napkin around Hitomi's neck and she makes it clear with her excited gasp and laugh before she starts just grabbing the food with her hand and eating as if this was her first meal in a week.
Doc smiles warmly at how happy she is before looking back at the two girls. "Can only be described as savage." He chuckles before eating his meal like a normal person. "It may be hard to believe but this is an improvement to how she used to eat. jumping on the table, yelling and 'claiming' the food as hers, throwing the food she didn't like as hard as she could...In short, this is nothing compared to how it used to be." He then looks over at RD. "Which tale are you going to grace us with today? I wouldn't mind rehearing how we fought Cerberus, or you can tell one of you other more outlandish tales."
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Post by ★|Sayu on May 30, 2018 17:47:14 GMT -7
Of course, like expected... Keska's ego exploded into a plume of immodest bragging exaggeration and wild acclaims. This was about normal and Chi should have really known better than to stroke an ego that could match a baroness - No! A queens!
She sighs in defeat as she lets Keska have her moment. "If the two of us are going to go on this trip with them we may as well get to know each other in earnest..." She thinks while smiling closed-eyed at her during her outburst. Fortunately this turns out to be one of her smaller ego trips and so Chiharu safely relaxes.
"They're quite unusual." she adds when Kes explains about her golems. Then it finally happens.
With the twitch of her ears and a quick snap of her tail Chiharu, still smiling with her eyes closed, turns in the direction of the waiting staff. "This aroma... The smell of savory and salty, perfectly charred on the outside... soft and tender on the inside..." She opens her eyes a smidgen. "This is it! My true first love has arrived!!" Chiharu barely stops herself from drooling over the thought of food as one would over the inappropriate fantasies of a loved one. Though she keeps herself in check and turns, opening her eyes finally, to see the rest of the group. Noticing Hitomi's anticipation fills Chi with excitement. She internally gives the girl a thumbs up - "Truly a woman of culture!!" Even if she had never met the girl before in her life, she can't help but be proud.
The food is placed on the table and it is about now that Chi wishes she had ordered more food. But their expenses were limited at the moment. Regardless, she claps her hands together in thanks for the food and begins to dig in while the Doctor explains the rather ravenous nature of his companions eating habits. A trait Chi could relate to as she sinks her fangs into a chunk of meat and tears it off the bone like a glutton. "Ahhh... It's only the afternoon and I'm already so hungry...~" She reminisces before her ears perk up again. "A-ah? Cerberus? Like... wait." She pauses for a moment, her destroyed piece of meat barely covering the lower half of her surprised expression. "Like the myth? Three heads? As tall as a building? Incredible ferocity and undying energy?" Her eyes sparkle at the thought of such an opponent. If she ever came face to face with something like that, would she be terrified or filled with excitement? She imagines the scene in her head; This man fighting a beast ten, no twenty! thirty! times his size! Alone! With naught but his bare fists!
Chi accidentally shatters the bone desperately clinging to what little meat is left on it, getting so fired up at the thought of it she didn't keep an eye on herself. "A-Ahhhh..." she gets a little embarrassed, begins shoving the pieces to the side of the plate before picking up the next piece of meat and adjusting her throat, closing her eyes and pretending like nothing happened.
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Post by ☆|Dazai on May 30, 2018 19:08:54 GMT -7
“That’s quite alright.” Keska waves away Atrium’s warning with nervous laughter. “It’s noth-... Can’t be much different from sweet Chi. Not a bother at all!” It really wasn’t a problem at all. Keska’s eating etiquette was hardly refined anyways. It was one of the few areas her exaggerations didn’t reach. Eating was to be enjoyed, Chi taught her that! So there was no time for fancy fork tricks; there were scallops to eat, and alcohol to drink!
Yes, alcohol. Of all the destructive substances in Glayp’nier, perhaps the most dangerous was alcohol… At least when paired with the already socially inept noble. It had a way of intoxicating her simply with its presence, its allure. There was a reason for that, however. Whether it was intentional or not, Chi had a knack for keeping Keska sober. Scarcity brought with it an appeal that poor Keska just couldn’t resist.
The main thing keeping the noble in check through her day to day, was ironically herself. Alcohol removes her barriers; lifts the gate for chaotic energy perhaps even RD’s opponent, Cerberus, would flee from. Unfortunately for Chiharu, the mistake of letting her partner drink was one she would almost immediately regret.
Keska looks down at her meal in silence. The now empty mug stares back at her, the food untouched. She looks around the pub with the finesse of an unseasoned drunk before laying eyes on Chi. The merchant was talking to the others, but Keska didn’t really pick up any of it. She merely rested her cheek in her hand as her eyes watched Chiharu eat vigorously. “Wow... how does she eat like that… It’s so cute...” A small snap brings her thoughts back in line somewhat. Realizing that Chi had accidentally snapped a bone in her meal, Keska’s newfound powers stepped into play.
“Chi dear~,” she whispers in an embarrassing, sultry, and a bit motherly tone, “You’ve got to be more careful. Here let me get that for you!~” With that, the drunk takes her napkin and leans in intimately toward Chi. “So cute araaa~” she places a hand on her companion’s cheek. Unbeknownst to Keska, she was leaning much too far. Without some assistance she’d surely topple over.
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Post by SpikedEdge on Jun 12, 2018 16:43:39 GMT -7
With the procurement of their meals and the sight of everyone indulging themselves and getting comfortable, Richard, after making sure his own food was secured from the ravenous palate of his surrogate child with a rather amused look; takes a few bites of his own and takes a deep gulp of his own stein. He reels back a bit, holding a clenched fist before his mouth as he chews, his eyes closed tightly. At first glance it seems as if something was to his displeasure, but the corners of his mouth aren’t so easily hidden by this gesture and display a tight lipped smile. “MMMMmmm!!!! Gah! that’s sweet!” he proclaims loudly allowing his fist to fall to the table with an equally prominent thud. “Apologies, haven’t had anything that sweet in a while!” He takes another swig to allow his taste buds, now exploding with the first actual sense of intense flavor in sometime, to acclimate. Clearly pleased with the drink especially, he requests another even before his third sip, if for no purpose other than making sure he had another one settled and at the ready after he finished weaving the incoming tales of extravagance.
After finishing about half of his own meal and two more of his steins of sweet, yet sour, green elixir he orders a third and loudly begins his tales thusly: “… A couple years back during an… eventful excursion to a certain city, I ran to into some rather capable adventures, one of which was the good doctor here.” He flourishes his unoccupied palm towards Atrium as he nibbles rather tediously at his meal, which causes him to receive a rather un-amused glance from Richard, before he takes a quick sip and continues. “… At said time we found ourselves a tad low on cash and, as we had a good chance of fighting alongside each other in the future, thought we should perhaps take down a bounty together. Something simple, a mere pack of wolves… Or so we thought.
We figured three of our number would be good enough to handle such a group, so I was nominated to be the muscle, the Doc our resident ‘finger wiggler’ and a rather fair lady named Airgetlam as our third, specializing in covert tactics and quite handy with ranged weapons. We tracked the ‘unwieldy pack of animals’ down to what appeared to be their lair, a dank and ominous cave, of which from one with a halfway decent smell could already tell quite a few had been dragged kicking and screaming to their untimely demises. Unfortunately due to my own skills and to an even further extent, Air’s, we were able to pinpoint their nest so well, we were almost immediately surrounded by yellow sparks of light, naught but blood lust in the pools of their glares.”
He accentuates his story with many a gesture, placing his stein down as he does so. In this case he leans forward suddenly and glares at each of his listeners, taking note that he seemed to have picked up a few of the neighboring patrons. He smirks, approving of the attention with the story’s continuation. “…Naturally being the most hardy of our trio, I charged into the fray, causing their ranks to become unsettled at my sudden approach. Using the opening, Doc sent a stream of abyss-like thorns to effectively puncture their ranks!” He motions downwards in a chop with one arm, then suddenly brings both arms up in intervals, shaping his hands into claws to accentuate the spikes, similar to they way they in turn pierced their foes. “… A few of them uncannily dodged the spike’s sudden emergence, which now thinking back should’ve been out first hint that something was amiss, but in the heat of combat, it went unnoticed.” He strokes his chin thoughtfully, then shrugs. “ Regardless our reliable ranger cleaned up the few stragglers who’d left themselves open with some expertly-placed shots; that show of overwhelming force didn’t hinder them much though, as they continued to charge as soon as they felt we had shown our hand. Noting this pack was a bit too agile to get any well-defined blows upon with ol’ Rock Cleaver here… ” He indicates his great sword by bringing it into view and slightly unsheathing it before replacing it, its blade shimmering proudly before being hidden away once more with a satisfying ‘CHINK!’
“ … I decided to forego it for speed instead, but not before batting a pair away from my blindside! As I spun I stuck my blade into the ground and switched to my favored knives.” He brushes his cape aside with great pizazz before slipping one of his twin trench knives out of it’s sheath. He spins it quickly, grasps it firmly, turning it over once so that the crowd may catch a glimpse of the well-conditioned and aggressive-looking blade before placing it back in its own sheath. “ As the pair I smacked recovered, I cut them down, along with a few more whom had jumped forth in effort to work as a pack. The moment I got a breather, I looked towards the others to see if they needed any assistance, but I found my fears unnecessary, the pair could easily hold their own ground. The doc here leaving streaks of powerful magic left and right as he bent and commanded the very shadows themselves to tear his foes to shreds and pinning them to the ground with the very dark they thought they could ally themselves with.” He again claws left and right through the air, bringing an arm down swiftly as he mentions the very shadows pinning their enemies.
“Air, our rogue, twisted and spun through the air, a rain of projectiles seamlessly tracing her every move, some pinning the wolves, and stopping them dead in their tracks, others piercing organs. Her shots were so well placed, you could swear that even the ones that seemed to miss were purposely placed to lead her foes into a far more lethal missile.” He gestures as if throwing multiple darts at different members of his growing crowd, some high, some low. “
After we had effectively cleaned up a wave or two, another, much larger wolf joined the fray! This beauty’s magnificent white coat seemed to deny the darkness itself, it glowed as if the beast housed a lunar deity of some sort. She was huge too! Bout 2 meters? Give or take…” He considers it for a moment as if trying to remember, but seems to give up after a moment with a shrug and a head shake. “… Anyway, her appearance seemed to kick the sense back into the pack, they retreated all at once, and began to almost allow her to vanguard them. They began attacking in organized groups cutting each of us off from each other with well-placed formations, even sacrificing a member here and there to effectively separate us. I ended up facing off with her, but she was absurdly quick. I could barely dedicate any real time to formulate a strategy, her attacks so precise that even the semblance of an opening on her or my account was met with tooth and claw… Gave me a few nasty scratches here and there…” He takes the opportunity to show said scars on his arms, merely inferring ones on his legs… for obvious reasons… “ I’ve never been that great at dodging, so I defended the best I could, hoping something would come to mind, and thank the stars it did. I couldn’t get her to open up, like I said previously, but she took advantage of every one of mine, so I gave her one.” He smirks and shrugs, arms extended, palms up. “… She fell for it hook line and sinker, I staggered forward purposefully, and she pounced for my throat… only to be met with the hooked edge of my blade.” He gestures a cutthroat, and drags the end of it out suddenly and viciously with his thumb, which he then pointed skyward from the same height and slowly traced a path in front of him. “See, I spun on the tip of my toe, and used her outrageous speed to drag my knife down the length of her belly. Her weight and speed made the wound all the more worse, and I used that to my advantage tossing her aside with her own momentum. She hit the ground roughly and staggered back to her own feet. But I didn’t take her out there.”
He looked around with a nod at all the confused looks, “…Why? Something… primal… almost instinctual told me to hold off. Good thing too; Suddenly the wolves seemed to wizen up, and ceased their approach; at least that’s what we speculated as they began to back off. That was until a group of them seemed to part and give way to possibly the most massive beast I had seen in quite some time…” He pauses for effect, taking another swig of his stein with one arm, while slightly turned away holding out a finger as if he was asking for the gathered to give him a moment while he chugged down a good portion of his booze.
After said moment, he places his drink down and breathes in deeply… before suddenly pouncing up! “A WOLF ABOUT THREE AND A HALF METERS IN LENGTH FROM NOSE TO TAIL AND HALF THAT IN HEIGHT SAUNTERS OUT FROM THE FUCKING BUSHES. Largest Sunnova bitch I’ve ever seen!” He extends his arms as he describes it’s enormous size, pointing when he mentions its nose and again when he mentions its tail. He keeps up the hype, “ I’ll admit, I faltered for a moment, I couldn’t believe the bushes, never mind the cavern, could even hide something that absurdly massive!” He grins, as if it wasn’t the size that intimidated him, it was the fact that it could even hide. “Clearly, if you haven’t quite caught on, this devil was the Grand Poohbah of the pack, and he definitely flaunted it, the pack seemed to lay lower in its presence, even had it all organized, the wolves bowing in rows as their leader walked by, then all bowing together once he stopped before me. All the meanwhile, My team and I are anticipating a tough fight, after all, there were an absurd amount of wolves. It was looking pretty dire. They seemed to know it too, closing in on us one step at a time, all growls and gnashing fangs. One pounced forward, ready to strike at the ‘Good’ Doctor, he was all set to return the favor in kind, but he was suddenly drenched in flames.” He made a faux pounce at an onlooker, then relented with a flourish of both hands.
“I couldn’t believe my eyes, the pack boss spewed a torrent of flame it its own comrade, killing it instantly! All three of we mere mortals turned in unison, following the gout to its source; It stared back at us, namely myself and then glanced over at Rock Cleaver, still piercing the spot I had left in in the clearing, then back at me. I looked back, requesting that my comrades stand down, as we [the wolf and I] had apparently come to an unspoken understanding. I eased from my stance somewhat, brushed myself off from the encounter with the white wolf, and walked to my trusty cleaver, placing my knives back in their sheathes as I returned the great-blade to my side. Then turned to face the pack’s King. Before our bout started though, that now heavily-crippled gem in the dark nestled up to him, I’m guessing the two ruled together, and in one of the most absurd events I’ve ever Bourne witness to, I swear on me mum, the bastards melded together into a single presence.” He claps his hands together and swings them into another shrug, a nonplussed look on his face as he slowly shook his head, clearly the merc had seen everything from this wild group of circus performers. He seemed almost exhausted as he continued the telling of his story though, as if he was fond of it, but looking back on it tired him out. Oddly enough though, he didn’t change size or anything, so I wasn’t sure if anything had changed, that was until he suddenly erupted in shimmering blue flames. They licked his body from tip to tail, and his fur took on a sheen as if he had been refreshed… I suppose you might even call in beautiful… in a morbid, probably ‘the-last-thing-you-see-before-you’re-torched’ kind of way.”
Another Sip.
“Fact of the matter was, I couldn’t let this massive hell-beast pin me down, and while I may be able to handle a few of its blows, it definitely wouldn’t be for long. Not that it gave me time to really think about it, I was sort of… picking it up as it knocked me around. I couldn’t handle any direct blows, and while it wasn’t nearly has fast as the white wolf, it made up for it with its ever-present cloak of flames and its flame blasts. I wasn’t really able to stay in one spot too long and even consider the best place to strike, or best moment to counter. But in my defense, it wasn’t able to lay any lasting damage on me either, my defense was solid, despite the pressure he... (she?... it?) was burdening me with, it just couldn’t break though, and I was definitely using less energy deflecting it. Like I said, no way I was going to be handle direct blows from that thing, so I was saving more energy defending that way than it was spending attacking. I suppose, despite its obvious power increase and defensive capability, it spent far too much energy attempting to retain its form… maybe it was an imperfect fusion… like it was missing a part…” This time RD seemed deep in concentration, as if he’d missed out, or was trying to piece together something, his brow furrowed as he lightly curled his fist over his lower lip, but he quickly relents “Really though, this Beast-King was quite intelligent, he understood his position as well as I did mine, and suddenly backed off.”
A silence hits the room as he pauses. “Cerberus, flared up one last glorious time, determined to make this next clash the last and charged forward, no longer wasting energy on flame blasts, it decided to take me head on, I braced myself and stood my ground, Rock Cleaver steady in my hands, It closed the gap suddenly with a burst of speed, but unfortunately for it I figured this was it’s gamble and brought my blade up sharply, impaling the hell hound on it, square in the center of it’s chest. It struggled to the last, still trying to claw me despite being skewered... so I bisected it!” He motions the upward stab he received the beast with, then dragged his arm down rapidly in a chopping motion. The light seems to return to the battle scarred merc’s eyes as he remembers his prey’s last moments, the grin returning to his face as he finishes the tale. “… Unfortunately, despite how great it looked, I was soon covered in innards, blood and bile… ended up having to carry the kill back on my own due to that..” He chuckled lightly to himself mentioning how he complained and was complained to, the entire way back. Satisfied, he sat back down, and finished his meal, calling for yet another drink as he nodded, pleased with the presentation. He mentions off-hand "... As for the other wolves, they understood their position after that, and scattered; Haven't heard many wolf-related incidents since... I brought the pelt to the merc guild after skinning the creature, they're the ones that mentioned it's mythical quality, seems i had taken out 'Cerberus', so-called." He shrugs nonchalantly, playing it off as if the achievement was no big deal, simply business as usual.
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Post by ☆|Atrium on Jul 9, 2018 23:59:26 GMT -7
After Hitomi is done eating her meal like a savage animal, she sits close to Rd and listens intently. She loves listen to the stories that are told, her eyes a big a dishes as she watches and imagines the tale unfold in her mind. When RD is done, she jumps up and down clapping. Atrium nods and turns to the two ladies and starts digging through his bag.
"What he says is true. I still have the pelt to prove it, however we had it fastioned to be worn like a cape and hood." He then pulls out a huge wolf pelt and puts it on over his clothing. the head of the massive beast is the hood that he puts on, the rest of it just flows down his back. Doc turns around to the two can see it. After a few moments he takes it off and hands it to Chicharu. "Take a look for yourself. you can see that it's authentic."
As Doc does this, a man that had been drinking at the bar turns around and makes his way over to their table. The smell of the man reaches them before his does. He grabs Rd's shoulder and spins him so that Rd is looking at the man. "I couldn't 'elp but hear that LIE you were telling the bar. I will have you know that there is no way YOU could of killed the mighty Cerberus seeings how its been dead longer than any of us 'as been around! So just admit you just killed a big ass dog and made up this story to make your dick look HUGE!" The man pastures the last sentence, expecting the place to laugh at what he is saying, but there isn't a peep. He growls as he looks around the place and just sees people looking at him. He is about to say something when someone in the back yells, "You know, the drunk has a point. How can that man kill something that has long since been dead?" The crowd agrees and nods, giving the drunk the attention he wanted. He smiles a hugs grin, showing his missing front teeth as he turns back to Rd. "So how 'bout it? going to tell us the truth?"
Doc then walks over to the drunk, "Look, we are just telling tales of what we have done. If you believe us, that's fine. No need to make a scene."
The drunk then turns and yells, "See! He just said we couldn't believe them! that they are just tales! Nothing but lies and slanders! I would beat gold that this fancy guy in white here would puke at the first sight of blood!" He then whips a finger at Rd and yells out, "And this guy is nothing but a beggar that makes a living on coning people with the stories he tells! Probably is making the ladies here pay for there sorry asses!"
The more the drunk yells, the more people crowd around and start agreeing with him. The crowd starts yelling things at Rd and Doc about how worthless they are and such. You could almost feel the tension in the air increasing with each shouting insult and soon it devolved into chaos, people turned and started yelling at each other. All of this unfolds with the five of them in the middle.
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Post by ★|Sayu on Jul 10, 2018 20:25:10 GMT -7
Chi was caught a bit off-guard by Keska's unintentional advances. She cocks her head in question and stares at her friend for a few moments before realizing what was going on and blushing in embarrassment. "W-wait I'm fine, leave me alone." she says out of instinct and stabilizes Kes to prevent her from toppling over. "Really, I mean it." she defensively reiterates. She sits Keska back down in her chair and gives her a pat on the shoulder "Please be careful with your drink, Kes. We don't need to cause a scene." she laughs slightly hysterically, more out of embarrassment than anything and clears her throat as RD begins to tell his story.
The more the story goes on the more Chiharu gets lost in the imagination. The mans retelling of the tell was already striking enough but her mind had the tendency to wander into the more extreme. The story reminded her of how she would recount her own stories of bandit ambushes and wild magic artifacts during her travels at the caravan to Keska. Naturally, hers were extremely exaggerated and somehow always convincing at that. But she can hear the excitement and the hint of dread in RD's voice as he tells the tale. The kind of unmistakable rush you get re-experiencing something intense like that through storytelling. She can't help but smile and rest her head on her hands as she intently listens to his story, occasionally grimacing at the scarier bits. When the story is over she leans back and raises her drink towards RD. "Awesome. That must be the most exciting thing I've heard in a long while!" She then takes a few big gulps of her drink in small celebration.
Chi is about to express her amazement with the pelt when by this point the unpleasant smell of the drunkard catches up to the table causing her to instinctively wrinkle her nose for a moment. She wasn't afraid of some good drinks but letting things get that bad was not only a depressing sight but an offense to her fine nose. She wonders what Keska would have had to say if she wasn't already getting tipsy off the single drink she barely started. Initially when the man first interacts with RD she doesn't feel the need to do anything about it. He was perfectly capable of handling the situation by himself and didn't need her input. Besides, the goal was not to create a scene - however regardless of her goals the man sure managed to stir up the place anyway.
Quickly accusations of lies and deception are flung to their would-be companions by the drunk and later some other people in the crowd. She supposes there wasn't any solid way to exactly prove the fact that they had slain the beast but then again that unmistakable light in RD's eyes was, well, unmistakable. And even then, a good story can be enticing regardless of true or false. She takes another gulp from her drink and hears out the crowd a little longer, waving her tail back and forth in her building annoyance. Chi understood people were often irrational and unreasonable but this kind of thing was still a huge pet peeve of hers regardless. "...Fast way to fox up the situation, for sure...damn me." She thinks to herself and starts tapping the table with her fingers.
She looks about the table through her squinted, nearly closed eyes and then peeks over into the crowd. Finishing her drink, she decides to go against her better judgement and slams the empty tankard onto the table loud enough to at least begin to draw attention to herself. She stands up, making sure to slide the chair behind her in such a matter that it made as much noise as possible and raises her hand up into the air. "Alright then!" she yells and smacks her tankard on to the table a few more times. "Listen here you degenerates." She continues sounding more excited than aggravated, still smiling dangerously from behind her facade. "Now I understand, none of us would exactly be here at this time of day if we lead grand fulfilling lives and quite frankly, I can't blame you. But!" She lowers her hand, after garnering enough attention and hopefully stopping some of the shouting. "What good is an Inn without the three things that make it just so damn comfortable? Mh? Drink! Company! And story telling!" while she addresses the crowd in her excitable manner she analyzes their expressions to ensure her words have a more positive impact on them. "Now I'll tell you from personal experience that this right here is the best damn fur I've seen in a long while. Not rough and patchy like some huge starving beast out in the woods but fine and groomed like a creature of status." She hands the pelt cloak back to the doctor while continuing her point. "You don't just make something like that up and expect people to believe it if there wasn't at least some truth to it. And even if it wasn't, who the hell are you to care? A good story is a good story! And what else are you here for? To drink your sorrows and hard work away? Waste your well earned money, huh?" She fiddles around in her pouch for a moment before producing two gold coins and yanks her head towards a man standing between her and the bar. Regardless of whether he moves or not she will fling both coins over to the Innkeep and exclaim; "So fill in the rest and act like some good company, enjoy yourselves some free beer while you're at it." she nods at the Innkeep to confirm her order which should easily buy enough beers for forty or fifty people, basically the whole Inn and then some. Internally she shatters a bit at the loss of the money, but tries to comfort herself knowing it is for a good cause and to keep the mood.
Hoping the crowd will have a more positive reaction to her scolding she turns to the drunk and lays a hand on her hip. "As for you? I bet you wouldn't even be able to take down a wild wolf. I mean; look at you." She then points at RD in contrast "Then look at him. Least this guy has some muscles on him. Think you could stave a tussle with him? Hah!" she grins dangerously at the drunk and subtly shifts her leg in case the drunkard decides to do something stupid. Chi was good with people, but far from perfect when it came down to making quick decisions. "Bet you couldn't even take me, a lowly frail woman." she snickers at that comment, hoping to either intimidate the man or exhaust him from wanting to even bother. "So, do yourself a favor, get yourself a drink and join the others, or we'll be seeing each other outside."
She leaves it at that and waits for the drunks reaction. Should he decide to be a complete waste of skin she will use her subtle stance to direct his momentum in such a way that he will stumble towards the door. If he comes to his senses, she will leave him be and sit back down on the table to order another beer.
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Post by ☆|Dazai on Jul 10, 2018 23:08:51 GMT -7
Keska gently lays back in her seat after Chiharu’s insistence, not really remembering what she was doing to begin with. Still inebriated from her drink, she simply sits in her seat with a slight slouch, and stares at RD as he recounts his tale. While she hears his story to completion, she isn't quite able to piece it together coherently. Nevertheless she becomes visibly invested as soon as the man shows off “ol Rock Cleaver.”
“Wowww…”
“The doc here leaving streaks of powerful magic left and right as he bent and commanded the very shadows themselves…”
“Whoahh…”
“A WOLF ABOUT THREE AND A HALF METERS IN LENGTH FROM NOSE TO TAIL AND HALF THAT IN HEIGHT SAUNTERS OUT FROM THE FUCKING BUSHES.”
“O-oh — hic — my goodness!”
By the end, Keska was clapping her hands giddily alongside Hitomi. She was still a bit drowsy, but she had sobered up enough to not completely embarrass her partner again — at least in the same manner. “That’s amazing Mr. RD! And you too Mr. Atrium!” The Noble says, with an excited tone. His tales bring Chiharu’s stories to the forefront of her mind. Back when they were in the caravan together, they gave her a sense of security. Nothing could possibly happen to her now that she was with Chi. She will never have to endure Recudor’s rainstorms while passerby ignore her whimpers and cries for help. She had full faith that Chiharu would do her best to protect her from that. In this instance, she feels that if RD, Doc, and perhaps even Hitomi showed even a fraction of that strength and compassion, they were easily going to be fantastic employees.
Unfortunately, a drunk approaches the group's table and begins causing a scene. Keska, while initially going to tell the man off in one of her haughty episodes, she looks to Chi for guidance. Clearly her partner had something in mind, as her tail swishes back and forth in tandem wjth her taps on the table. It's not long before Chiharu tries to gain the attention of the jeering crowd. Her presence commands everyone's attention as she attempts to resolve the tension created by the drunken man. “A-amazing…” Keska whispers with stars in her eyes, watching her companion begin to talk everyone down. The eggplant-haired beauty lets out a clearly audible gasp as Chi pulls out 2 gold and essentially buys the bar free drinks. To do the right thing was a certainty for Chi, “B-but to spend so much money so freely…” She embarrassingly shoves away the thought, remembering the heirloom she stored in her pack.
Having likely coerced the crowd with free booze, Chi goads the smelly drunk. At this point is Keska is completely starstruck with Chi’s cool demeanor. A massive sense of pride for the martial-artist swells in her chest. Unable to contain herself, she leans over to speak to Hitomi. “Isn't she amazing! That's my Chi!~” The Noble waits to see if the drunk decides to leave before any more fangirling can occur.
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Post by SpikedEdge on Jul 15, 2018 19:54:26 GMT -7
Richard feels the arm on his shoulder and allows himself to be turned at the man's behest instead of simply flipping him over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and breaking his fingers in an attempt to keep things civil. His drink arrives as the man is speaking and he gratefully accepts it with a nod and a smile towards the waitress. He drinks eagerly as the man tries to poke holes in his story, mostly to shield his nose from the permeating stench of sweat and alcohol. He stopped sipping only to look around when the man does. He smirks when there's mostly silence, and the smile doesn't leave his face even as the doubt starts. merely rolling his eyes. It was easy to see not only where this was going but what this less than stellar specimen wanted.
"The truth? Truth is, we killed a massive beast. Truth is, it breathed flames and coated itself in em. And like i said the Guild identified it as Cerberus, not I. In fact, is that the only part that bothered you? That they called it Cerberus? Seems rather... petty if you ask me.... You mad bro? If you're in doubt, the pelt is fire resistant... Or if you doubt my own abilities..." Richard smirks again at the man, prepared for some sort of rebuttal, almost begging the man to try it, an amused light dancing in his eyes. For a moment that was exactly how he expected it to go too, that is until the 'good' doctor stepped between the two and tried to calm things down. Which immediately fails. RD raises an eyebrow to the man's accusation of the Doc's affinity towards blood, "Easy money?" he thought, that was until the fool began making accusations towards Richard himself. He slams his tankard down and immediately stands, ready to make that blood bet using the bastard's own blood; but just then Chi hops out of her seat, and starts raising a ruckus of her own. This definitely drew RD's attention if nothing else, besides being completely on point in regards to them asking for a story and him merely telling them one, it's actual truth wasn't worth starting a fight about. Hell even RD figured the man was merely trying to impress someone by starting something, he wore his jealously as sloppily and haphazardly as his own clothing, Richard was just all to willing to comply. What really drew his attention was her willingness to get involved in a fight to defend people she just met. It was something he didn't run into often, and her almost unrecognizable shift in stance seemed to infer she was willing to get physically involved as well. He was impressed. A genuine smile slowly forms on his face as she even challenges the man to take her on! Richard wouldn't allow it of course, one false move and he would toss the drunkard out headfirst, then send him a high-speed chair as a goodnight gift, but he appreciated the gesture nonetheless.
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Post by ☆|Atrium on Jul 29, 2018 11:43:56 GMT -7
At first the crowd reacts poorly to being called degenerates, however the hostility quickly dies when Chi holds up her coins and tells the bar that a round is onq her. The crowd cheers happily and they quicky rush the bartender to get their free drink.
The drunk that started all of this was about it join the crowd when Chi turns her attention. The man curls his lips up like a growling dog as he is being insulted. When Chiharu is done speaking to the man, he takes the moment to think. It's easy to see the gears in his head spinning as he tightly grits his teeth and his slightly bloodshot eyes looks between her and the rest of the people at the table. A wicked grin then creeps across his face. "You should be more careful about the way you use that tongue of yours. Someone may want to...CUT it off!"
As he says the last bit of his sentence, he pulls a dagger out from inside his sleave and takes a quick swip at her, aiming for her face.
Hitomi gasps at what is happening before her and looks at at Doc. As if he knew what she wanted, he just shakes his head no. Doc however the special crystal to speak into RD's mind. "Let this play out. This is a good chance to see what she can do. If she gets a single cut on her, we will take this porr excuse for a man out. Got it?"
In the corner of the bar, a rather large man sits and watches everything unfold and mostly get resolved around him. When looks at the drunken man that started all of this, he can see that the drunk quickly pulls out a small dagger and is swinging it at the lady that ended the impending bar fight.
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Post by ★|Sayu on Jul 29, 2018 17:37:29 GMT -7
While she was hoping to avoid with the brute, the opportunity to teach him a lesson in self control would please Chiharu just as much. Besides, she's already fired up with irritation.
As expected from a sleazebag such as himself he pulls out a weapon to fight her. What's not expected is that he somehow has enough range to go for a swipe without much forward momentum. She grits her teeth from under her sarcastic foxes smile and prepares herself. Fortunately she had already positioned herself in the most versatile position she could manage. Making sure to leave herself enough time to dodge the blade in a way that may just catch the man off guard, she will attempt to slide along the inside of his arm, push hard against it and knock a leg out from under him in the same motion. Since he has no forward momentum for her to abuse against him her hopes are that he will land on his side with his arm twisted around his back and her knee pressing into his ribs. In theory: It's a lot harder to push up from the ground when on the side and with any luck the pain in his ribs and arm would subdue him.
Otherwise - Well... Chiharu is a bit of a risk taker. Fate will decide.
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Post by ☆|Dazai on Jul 29, 2018 23:29:05 GMT -7
Keska sits attentively in her chair, watching her idol deal with the drunkard. Chiharu’s remarks seemed to strike a nerve as the man’s expression grew more and more contorted. Keska was quite oblivious to most social cues, but she could recognize that jerk’s look almost anywhere. Even though there were five people at the table, he was still too prideful to walk away. Keska remains silent even though every cell in her body wants her to stand up and send him packing. It wasn't that Keska was worried Chi would come to harm; no no, she had spent countless nights watching her partner train. She knew there was no way on Gaea some half-wit drunk could keep up with someone like her! Besides, she just spent her money avoiding a bar fight! If Keska joined in, it might escalate everything, and then she'd be in trouble (again) for wasting Chi’s money (again)! Still, the Noble uncrosses her legs and readies herself for the drunks decision.
Not a moment later, the most brilliant man in the tavern — no, all of Glayp’nier! — launches his attack. He was a bit agile for a drunkard, having propelled himself quite a distance toward Chi. Keska bites her lip nervously and begins quickly getting out of her seat in case Chiharu needs any help. She may have complete faith in her best and brightest employee, but she couldn't stand the thought of something having even a remote chance of hurting her. Hard workers like her were irreplaceable!
Should Chi be struck by the man at all, Keska will try to dart forward and put her blade to his neck — “Not. Another. Step.”
Otherwise she will lean on the table and watch Chi work her magic... Er... fists!
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