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Post by ★|Sayu on Jan 11, 2018 18:27:37 GMT -7
The woman smiles as she passes Dethrial. "Not a problem, at all, Sir." and makes her way back down the stairs. She is clearly in a hurry and that is unsurprising given that the Inn is a lot busier than normal.
When he presents his drawings to Sirius she stares at them. She doesn't seem to have much of a reaction and then looks up at him instead. Her expression at least tells him that she is thinking in some way but whether or not he had some kind of positive or negative impact on her is unknown.
After that the two sit down to eat. Sirius points around at his food, making sure not to actually touch it. "...fennel potato..." the parts she is pointing at are some sliced up veggies of sorts, nicely fried. She then points at some meat. "...recudor ham..." she then points at more of the sides. "...eggs..."
After she is done with those she points at her own plate. "...fennel potato..." then the next "...na'hog sausage..." and finally "...eggs..." A similar meal.
A group of people walks past the door, though they don't seem to be paying any attention to the room. Sirius stares at her food for a moment, and picks up the sausage with her fingers before she begins to eat it. Despite not looking hungry at all she seems to devour the whole thing in seconds. However she doesn't touch the rest of the plate.
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Post by Slone Halcourt on Jan 12, 2018 18:36:20 GMT -7
Dethrial smiles regardless of Sirius's dull expression hoping that to say nothing was a positive thing for her. After sitting down to eat she kindly points out what is what on his plate though some parts slip through as he picks up one of the fried slices of veggies and takes a bite. "This is really good...I really didn't get to eat last night's food warm so this is a much better change." as he picks over his plate trying everything carefully and enjoying himself he notices Sirius only eat the sausage on her plate and with an almost savage speed. Dethrial pauses between bites before asking "Why don't you eat the rest?".
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Post by ★|Sayu on Jan 14, 2018 14:50:22 GMT -7
Sirius shrugs at Dethrial as he asks her his question. She doesn't really have a proper reason. Or at least no way to easily explain it. She picks up one of the sides and twists it in her fingers, examining it. She then looks back at him through the corner of her eyes. Once again she turns her attention to the food in her hand and studies it though before she can decide what to do with it the sound of breaking glass can be heard from down the hall. The shattering is followed by a womans surprised yelp and some man yelling some incoherent words.
If it weren't for the missing door the two would have likely never heard anything. Before any of the two can react to the noise it is followed by the sound of a table crashing over and more things shattering and breaking, alongside the Innkeep yelling out in protest.
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Post by Slone Halcourt on Jan 15, 2018 14:39:15 GMT -7
Dethrial lets his smile fade a bit as Sirius looks like she is really contemplating something and she gives him an odd look. Before Dethrial can ask what is wrong the sound of glassware shattering and a woman letting out a yelp and a man yelling. Dethrial looks back Sirius with worry in his eyes and a scowl, suddenly the sound of more crashing and violence erupted down stairs and Dethrial stands up ready to take action. "Sirius, I'm going to go see what is happening will you be alright for a bit?"
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Post by ★|Sayu on Jan 15, 2018 15:04:41 GMT -7
Sirius simply nods at him, and then looks behind her at the golem patrolling the room.
She watches Dethrial rush out the door before turning back to staring at the veggies infront of her.
Dethrial makes it down the hallway pretty fast. The first thing he sees is a new group of people that weren't there moments ago when he drew the Inn's inhabitants. In the center of the group of three is a man with run down leather gear and knives all over his gear. His hair is short but messy and he wears a headband that also covers his left eye. From under the band Dethrial notices a wide scar that suggests he was cut right over the eye at some point in his life time. He doesn't look particularly big but he also doesn't look weak either.
To his left is a tall but slim rogue. A fox with sly eyes, scanning the room. He, too, is wearing run down leather gear. Something befitting a thief or a bandit. Dethrial notices the pair of Katar hanging off each side of his hips.
Finally to the right there is a big brawly man. He's large and wearing all kinds of torn clothing and a padded leather harness to protect him. He doesn't seem to carry any weapons but then he doesn't look like he needs them either.
The three of them are standing inront of a table that had been knocked on its side. There are plates and shattered glasses and mugs strewn about ahead of the table with one of the Inn maids sitting next to the table looking rather uncomfortable and maybe even hurt.
The Innkeep seems to have found whatever energy she was lacking earlier and is now yelling at the three. "Get the bloody hell out of my Inn you thugs! You're not welcome here!!" She seems pretty riled up and that much is understandable considering what must have taken place here. She picks up a tankard and throws it across the Inn at the three guys though it just plinks off the massive thug without much of an effect.
"What..." the thug in the middle says as he turns away from the maid and over to the Innkeeper. "Is that a way to greet paying customers?" The innkeeper seems to get more riled up by that comment. "To hell with customers! There were paying customers here trying to enjoy breakfast before you folk came along!" She looks around for another tankard to throw but only finds a broom. She instinctively picks it up seemingly ready to smack the three of them. It doesn't take dethrial any effort to realize she's going to be overwhelmed with these three thugs. Who knows what they'll do, knowing these types of people.
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Post by Slone Halcourt on Jan 16, 2018 14:59:02 GMT -7
Dethrial stops moving before he enter the main room and watches the new and hostile men carefully and after a moment of listening to the conversation comes to a conclusion. Bandits damn it...I need to handle this carefully now there is lots of civilians here and I don't think they're above taking a hostage or harming the innocent. The scared one is going to be fast and mix between throwing knives and stabbing, the Rouge will be harder to hit and will go for stabs and slices, and the big guy will just try and crush me with those big hands...Damn a three on one is never good but I'm not sure I'm allowed to kill any of them without them trying to gut me first. But, maybe they will back down or listen to reason...I have to try.
Dethrial then ruffles his hair and pray a silent prayer and walks out to the bartender and the men. With a smile and placing himself between the men and the bartender praying that the innkeeper would understand and play along "Hello, there!" Keeping his tone even and calm "Sorry my friends the good lady here has had a very rough morning and all the stress has gotten to her as we had some what of a break in. Please forgive her for her rash actions, take a seat and will be with you right away." Dethrial doing his best to act civil as he waves them to a table and maintains good eye contact with the leader but keeps the other two in his peripherals.
If the men attack Dethrial will pick up the nearest chair and use it to block any strikes or knives and then will look for a weapon to arm himself with to fight back.
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Post by ★|Sayu on Jan 16, 2018 15:51:18 GMT -7
The leader of the group scoffs at Dethrial as he looks him up and down. "What's with the getup, you Alves give up your pathetic magic or something." He give crosses his arms and puts one leg on the base of the knocked over table. "We're just here for some food and drink. The Innkeep won't mind givin' us fine upstanding folk a free meal." He chuckles and looks over to the big guy next to him who, himself, has a rather smug expression on his face.
The group is confident if nothing else and the Innkeeper bites her lip and growls in frustration.
"Shouldn't be a problem, anyway. But if you want us to leave on an empty stomach I guess we could find ourselves a nice little store near the market, maybe pay a friendly visit to the baker's daughter." He smirks confidently and kicks the table over completely so it is now upside down on the floor.
The rogue flashes Dethrial a friendly but sinister smile and draws attention to his katar. He's clearly trying to be intimidating and letting him know he won't hesitate to cause a scene.
At this point some of the Inns inhabitants are sneaking out the front door, deciding they would rather not stay at the Inn any longer. The Innkeeper has a hard time staying still and is gripping her broom ever tighter to the point that her knuckles turn white.
Despite the incredibly high tension in the Inn, Sirius is intently staring at the vegetable in her hand. She twists it back and forth and studies all the angles, thinking about what Dethrial said.
Suddenly and without any form of announcement both Rauj and Jen jump up in their beds yelling in shock. There was some kind of sharp pain but it has subsided as soon as they woke up.
Sirius throws her arms up in surprise and her chair falls over. The little vegetable goes flying across the room. "...ah..." she says in a monotone voice as the chair and herself fall over and she finds herself laying on the floor staring up at Jen and Rauj. "...you're awake..." She doesn't seem to care that she just fell over. She just manages to smile weakly at the two.
Jen and Rauj seem to recall everything of their journey except how they got to that far away place. Without having much of a moment to orient themselves Sirius casually mentions "...dethrial is fighting bad guys..." and, still laying on the floor, she points at the exit of the room.
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Post by ☆|Dazai on Jan 16, 2018 18:56:59 GMT -7
“Gah!” Jen's body snaps up in the bed. A split-second of intense pain subsides, leaving him in a mixed state of shock and exhaustion. Looking down at his hands in disbelief, he mutters, “I'm here… I'm here. I'm here!” No longer was his body made of metal. No longer was his voice stripped from him. His clothes, his gear, his skin, all felt so... so correct. Though still a bit dazed, he hears a small, deceivingly dull voice among the ruckus. He knew whose it was. It belonged to that green-haired girl that lay smiling on the floor in front of him. His blood pressure spiked, deafening his ears with ringing noise. A single name danced upon his lips as the air left his lungs, “Sirius…” With tears welling up in his eyes, he slowly got out of the bed. He dared not blink, lest something take him away from her again. “Sirius…” His voice, though fuller now, quivered and cracked with raw emotion. Jen took one steady step before he leapt forward, snatching her off the ground in a twirl and hugging her as tightly as he could. “Thankyouthankyouthankyou,” he repeated, as his tears soaked into her jacket. I couldn't do it again.
Jen had completely missed what Sirius was trying to tell him at first, so she attempted to once again. “O-Oh…” he sets her back down on her feet, his face reddening slightly from embarrassment. That’s right… Where is- He turns back to see J up and about. “Oh I… it’s not what i-... We did it! It worked!” he stammers before making a shoddy recovery. He was actually very excited that both he and J made it back in one piece, but there wasn't time to truly celebrate. “We definitely need to talk a bit, my friend,” he emphasizes the last part to show his respect, as he pats J heavily on the arm for a job well done. “Let's go see what Deth has gotten himself into first though.” Jen takes 3 seconds to ensure he has his weapons on him, before rushing out to the main lobby of the inn. He didn't bother telling Sirius to be safe, it seemed hypocritical. He was sure she'd give him her "Blank Judgmental Stare" if he did.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 17, 2018 1:30:17 GMT -7
"HOLY- WHAT THE-!!! " Rauj pounces up from his resting position and instantly retreats to the headboard slamming it back with the speed in which he made contact. He breathes heavily eyes darting every which way, taking in every detail possible. He tracks the tiny vegetable flying across the room without missing a bounce. His ears seem to twitch at the monotone voice who's source he stares at silently for a few moments before he began to realize he had returned to the inn. He slowly looked down at his hands. HANDS, Mind you. He rotated his formally missing hand and wiggled its fingers, holding back the urge to bite it just to feel the twinge of pain. He looks back to the weakly smiling figure, finding himself somewhat embarrassed for her despite her overall nonchalant reaction to her situation. "... Ah, sorry about that Sirius... Have you... Have you been watching over us this whole time ...? Wait a sec. Who's doing what now?" He turns over towards the exit. "Wait... What the hell happened to the -"
Jen scoops the girl off the ground, and Rauj goes silent almost immediately letting the man have some time with her. He starts towards the exit, slowly shaking his head. His mind trails back to Crusher, Drill and Lathe, and he smirks for just a moment, a soft smile... "Nope. Nope. Focus." He visibly shakes the feeling away, sighing as he lifts his head and looks straight up. "Shit. Okay." A deep breath and he- feels a heavy hand on his arm. "Huh? Yeah i was on my way down..." He pauses and watches him take off, "Friends." the emphasis wasn't lost on him. "Hmm." He considers it as he glances down. He stretches a bit, reveling in the feeling of his own limbs a bit, following it up by checking himself for his own weapons. He glances back into the room and considers his totem for a moment, deciding it was unnecessary at the moment. He looks back towards Sirius and mutters, "Hey, umm... Thanks. For keeping an eye on me..." Her blank stare being something he's not quite used to yet, he lets the silence sit for a moment. "Uh. Yeah. Be right back." He then follows his comra- no. He then follows his new 'friend' downstairs at a rather casual pace, wanted to get an assessment of the situation before jumping into any fights.
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Post by Slone Halcourt on Jan 17, 2018 20:26:41 GMT -7
As the Bandit leader is talking Dethrial begins to examine how he moves as well as the others trying to creat a plan to take them out but his process is halted by the mention of raping the bakers daughter. Sick fucking bastards, no way in hell you're getting out of here alive...I'll make sure you suffer. Dethrial's mind is now swarming with ways to kill the men in front of him but betrays nothing to any of their actions or words. Quickly coming up with a plan Dethrial gives a small bow and walks back over to the innkeeper.
Dethrial speaks to her in a calm almost pleasant tone "Please get these fine gentlemen some food and drink as fast as you can." Before she can react leans close to her and his voice is cold as ice. Bring me five sharp knives and do your best to hide them. Dethrial then sharply turns around and keeps his smile brightly beaming towards the men until he hears Jen and J's voices from the hallway and almost falters to call out for them but holds still and waits. As soon as Jen enters the room Dethrial shoots him a "Wait a moment" look and scratches his left arm and then his head hoping that Jen will under stand that will go grab his gear and then throw it to him when the time is right, and when J shows up only gives him a nod and a look towards the men.
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Post by ★|Sayu on Jan 18, 2018 14:03:06 GMT -7
The leader watches Dethrial move across the room and talk to the bartender. Making the assumption that Deth is complying with them he utters. "That's right. Better server up if you want this place to stay in tact." He chuckles and looks around for the nearest table to sit.
The rogue's ears perk up as Dethrial whispers to the Innkeep. She still seems enraged but scoffs and walks off, doing her best to follow along. "Tch! Helping scum like that- what kind of man are you!" she barks at Dethrial as she throws her broom behind the bar and stomps into the back room.
The slight exchange between the now woken Jen, Rauj and Dethrial draws the attention of the rogue once more. He looks over to Rauj specifically, seemingly recognizing him. He doesn't say anything, nods, and turns to slowly walks towards the door. Whatever just happened that fox-man has no interest in fighting Rauj.
The big guy watches him leave though the bandit's leader doesn't seem to notice. He simply walks over to the only table that still has someone sitting in it and crosses his arms, waiting for them to get up and leave the spot he has assigned to himself. "Scram." he says and stares down the customer - A drunk man who clearly isn't able to follow any social cues while intoxicated.
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Post by ☆|Dazai on Jan 18, 2018 16:43:05 GMT -7
Jen’s pace slows as he gets a read on the situation. Really? In broad daylight, huh? Eyeing the equipment of the three rough looking individuals, he takes a few more steps into the room. One of them, a rogue, looks past Jen. He likely had his sights on J, but seeing that he just left the room, Jen didn't pay him much heed. Come on… he mentally scoffs at the slab of meat picking a fight with the incapacitated customer. “Gentleman,” Jen spoke as he simply walked over to the drunkard’s table. Pulling out a spare chair, Jen takes his own seat a bit further from the table itself. “There something I can help you both with?” he says sincerely, addressing the intimidating men but looking directly at the larger brute closest to him. We already dealt with guards once, I’d rather not be tied to another crime scene. It’s a bit harder to explain away twice.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 19, 2018 15:38:32 GMT -7
Rauj slowly walks down each step, one hand in his pocket, the other around the nape of his neck, seems he still needed a bit more stretching, he was a bit sore. He glances further into the room, more empty than he last saw it, and immediately notes the knocked over table and dishevelment of the establishment. “Great. Thugs. Geh I’m not in the mood for this.” He looks over towards Dethrial and the now-retreating waitress and catches the arm scratch and head scratch, but has no idea what it means.
He begins profiling the trio, noting where their weapons are, taking guesses at hidden ones, keeping their choice of attire and possible disabilities, when suddenly the rogue gets up. Rauj doesn’t break his slow, steady pace as the fox nods at him and heads for the door. Rauj glances at him as he heads out, yawning as he makes his way into the dining area proper. He does so just as Jen begins to handle the situation in his own way. “What they want to do is roll on outta here, just like their fox friend. Seems they didn’t catch the hint. Not visual, Aural, or verbal learners if the inn lady is any indication… Perhaps a bit of physical tutelage might do the trick?” – Is what he wanted to say, but as per usual his mouth was tantamount to start trouble. Which would of course bring attention to himself, attention that they didn’t need, already involved in the incident earlier… “…then again the officers never saw me…” He muses this as he walks right over to a nearby table, namely one near the already flipped table and beckons Dethrial over with, “I’m ready to take my order too.” More than ready to discretely discuss his game plan, or make one of his own on the spot.
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Post by ★|Sayu on Jan 20, 2018 20:25:55 GMT -7
Dethrial is waiting at the bar as the Innkeeper storms off.
Meanwhile Jen approaches the drunk man and attempts to help him up. The drunkard simply stares at Jen for a moment, with a very stern expression forming on his face. He then smiles a crooked smile, with some of his teeth missing. He yells something incoherent at Jen and his smile widens.
The Bandit leader meanwhile raises an eyebrow at Jen. "What's your problem?" he asks jen in an aggressive tone. As Jen attempts to help the drunk man out of his seat the bandit leader goes to shove him.
In the meantime Rauj takes a seat near the buff bandit and casually orders breakfast. The large muscular man stares him down, confused as to why Rauj isn't reacting to his presence.
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Post by ☆|Dazai on Jan 21, 2018 17:01:04 GMT -7
“Alright, up ya’ go,” Jen says as he puts the drunk’s arm around him. The man was obviously in a rough patch in his life; various teeth were missing and his breath was almost unbearable, but it didn’t matter much to Jen at the moment.
He returns a fully-toothed smile to the customer, “Yeah yeah, let’s get yo-” suddenly the bandit leader scoffs, “What’s your problem?” I’m not sure you really want to know. “Well you see, I have a conditi-” the rude individual interrupts a second time to shove the two down, but Jen realizes the brute’s intent almost immediately. Throwing the man in his arms out of the way could get him hurt, so for now Jen was piloting a two-man ship. He ducks as low as possible with the drunk while simultaneously stepping away. Should he successfully maneuver away, he plans on setting the drunken man down on the ground. If the vagabond wanted a fight, Jen preferred not to do it one-handed.
Once the drunk man is out of the way, Jen assumes a ready stance in case the leader swings at him again. “That’s a bit unbecoming. Can’t we settle this with a bit less aggression? What do you really want? Money? Surely it can’t just be free service. Regardless, several people already know something unlawful is happening here. In fact, one of your own friends already took his leave. Unless you’d like to deal with several city guards, I imagine you should probably do the same.“
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