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 Posted: Wed May 30, 2012 10:51 am
"I wouldn't wake you if we ended up in a speck of trouble, Venge" Win said, chuckling. "You know who I'd wake? Rudy." She got in and pet the dog, feeding him some treats and getting out his food bowl. She then said, "Get up now. It's nighttime and we're already in the capital city of Norra. Do what you like, I'm going to a tavern and get some sleepy time!" Win got out and fed the horse as well, petting it and saying, "Shh, you can sleep now, m'kay?"
((OOC: I thought his nickey namey was Venge? XD XD ))
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2012 11:58 am
((It is Venge, but both names (Valiant and Vengeance) originated in a guild where Val was a good halfbrother and Venge was the bad and possessed him))
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2012 1:22 pm
Ayame-Yuura Danny looked quite happy when Ruby ordered food for him. Normally, it was bread or leftovers which was often replaced by people who happened to like him with something a little more decent to eat. It was all luck anyway. When Ruby asked him about himself, Danny was already eating. He blinked a few times. This was one of the few times that his captors wanted to know about him. He started with a little hesitation after the previous spoonful, "Um, I ws born in Ander, grew up in Gunther. Been with air gentlemen ever since." That was all he said, not really knowing what she wanted to hear.
((OOC: ))
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2012 1:39 pm
Serphrim "See, that is where your wrong. Age has no limit, not in the country of Gunther. Only status. And since I out rank you in status here. That means i am not your subordinate." As He finally approached Hector, to where their bodies could almost be touching he spoke. "Another thing you have wrong. When I claimed you as mine, I didn't mean a child's friend. I like both sexes equally. " Azura spoke the last portion as whisper into Hector's ear. But before he took a few steps back, he made darn sure to kiss Hector's jawline. Figuring he would get attacked for this approach. He waited for the event to take place. After all he did like violence in a relationship.
"For the love of God, Hector. Calm down." John demanded, but when she wouldn't stop, he hit her neck, knocking her out. "Bashing heads into tables, provoking violence, kissing other men... I swear... do all of you people of Gunther act like that in civilized company?" While the king and queen were away from this scene, the king read the letter. According to the letter, the prince of Ander was willing to support Gunther with various goods and services depending on what they needed and also Hector's report on their situation. After hearing that he hurt the ambassador, they quickly called an order for Victor to be brought forth. He was sentenced to either appease the ambassador or receive the death penalty regardless of the situation.
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2012 4:22 pm
Pozlaceny spied a few customers enter and seat themselves. She waited, watching as they casually sat at a table to the side. She then trotted over, bending over slightly to incline on their order, nodding as she hugged the silver platter to her bodice before repeating the order over the counter to Ren who proceeded to make two plates.
Pozlaceny found the two who had entered intriguing. The male looked kind of funny to her; she felt his presence was very different from Ren's. As for the female, well, Pozlaceny found her to be more interesting than the male. The female held a certain...prowess. Pozlaceny grew to admire her and how she looked so independent and noble. She watched the lady closely before the two plates for the customers were ready.
She took the two plates gingerly and set them in front of the two. It was pasta tonight, with a light herb sauce Ren concocted out of the ingredients he found in the storage room. Pozlaceny also proceeded in giving the lady her wine and the male some water. She surely lingered, wanting desperately to hear the lady talk. And she eventually did in a strong, lovely voice. Pozlaceny's cheeks grew pink, listening to the melodic way the woman spoke. She didn't pick up her name though, but insinuated that the 'Danny boy' she mentioned was probably the male across from her.
Pozlaceny would've loved to listen more but a customer called her over. She strode to the table, where three older men sat unbelievably drunk. One ordered something but Pozlaceny couldn't understand through the slurring. Another laughed himself giddy, too drunk to be rational. The other mumbled something to her in a provocative manner. Pozlaceny grimaced, uncomfortable having to tend to the drunken men and it clearly showed.
One of the men then decided to lift up one of Pozlaceny's skirts, not like they were short enough already. Pozlaceny quickly slapped his hand away, both alarmed and embarrassed. "Stop it," she demanded of the man who continued to harass her.
The commotion had caught Ren's attention, who was simmering some soup in the kitchen behind the counter. He came to the counter with a knife in hand, stabbing the wood of the counter with loud noise as he caught the attention of the three drunks. "This is a tavern, not a whore house," he grumbled, giving the three an icy glare. The drunks gave up on Pozlaceny, who backed away from the table, and got up to leave the tavern, murmuring curses under their breaths.
Ren dragged a sigh, wrenching the knife out of the wood before looking at the barkeeper, who happened to also own the tavern. Ren rubbed the back of his head and gave a small groan. "I know, I know. I'll pay for that," he muttered to the barkeeper before he could complain and glanced at Pozlaceny to make sure she was safe.
Her face was spooked, but she appeared to be okay. Ren felt slightly reassured, giving her a look like a parent would give of their child, before returned to the kitchens.
Pozlaceny looked away, slightly ashamed, but apologized to the barkeeper for causing a ruckus and then went about to clean the table the three drunks had left.
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2012 5:44 pm
"My my... this place sure is lively." Ruby said, looking in on the action. "Well, better them then me. They'd have to deal with then a small knife in the bar, and I'd have to pay for it." Ruby then took up her glass and took a sip of the wine. She was already done with her plate of food.
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2012 6:10 pm
Pozlaceny wiped the table clean and removed the empty tankards and plates to be washed. She bit her lip, still pretty embarrassed but knew well that she was still on the job and Ren was counting on her to make money.
She was unused to such treatment, being a princess for the majority of her life, and was still pretty much naive and sheltered. Ren had told her a lot of men were perverts and that she should be careful but it didn't really dawn on her until now.
Pozlaceny paused, feeling that the table was sufficient and went to pick up Ruby's plate. She looked to the woman with red hair, like her own, and adverted her eyes. "Pardon for the commotion or the interruption the ruckus might have caused. Would you like anything else for tonight?"
Pozlaceny lifted her gaze to the woman's ocean blue eyes, waiting for the woman to respond.
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2012 7:25 pm
To say that Victor was displeased at the message he received was an understatement, however the only thing he said was "oh, for God's sake. What a day this is turning into". Victor went with the soldiers to stand his trial. "I hope the ambassador is happy for this" he muttered angrily to himself.
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 2:33 am
Danny finished a little after Ruby and answered her after a few seconds, "Beats me. It doesn't matter what you want to do with me. The only thing definite is that I will be taken again. It's my third 'transfer' this week. I'd just like to say thank you for being nice in the short time we have together." He smiled and then turned his eyes to the mess that was made, frowning until the hooligans left. Then, he returned his gaze to Ruby even as the waitress spoke. His eyes were half-open like always and his expression was tender as though he had not a care in the world.
((OOC: ))
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 4:09 am
Before Victor even spoke, he was given his sentence and quickly rushed out of the room. He was then to be escorted to where Hector was.
"It's cool. I'll have some cake." She told the waitress. "Pup, you don't need to worry about that. No one steals from Ruby the Red Rose. Last guy who attempted got several bullets in the back. If anything, I'll sell you to the slave traders if you prove useless." She jested, even though she was being serious.
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 4:15 am
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 4:24 am
"You're not the first person to claim that", Danny said plainly to her. "Destiny always finds a way", he said looking out the window of the establishment with a dreamy smile on his face. He knew he would end up in the hands of other air pirates, eventually even if Ruby succeeded in selling him off. Sometimes, fate had a cruel of way of doing it too - by killing off his previous 'friends'. In a way, it wasn't half-bad. Being on an air ship meant to be free to gaze at the open skies as well as be close to what might be an engine and perhaps some spare parts to make whatever his heart desired. Danny didn't complain about such a lifestyle although sometimes, he would miss his mother and father who hadn't seen him in several years. How many years has it been now? Five? Six? Seven? Danny already lost count since for him, days tended to go on in an infinite, endless cycle.
((OOC: ))
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 5:49 am
Ruby reached out and slapped Danny. "Don't say that." She snapped, obviously irritated.
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 6:16 am
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 7:06 am
"Just speaking from experience", Danny said with another smile as he held onto his cheek that had turned red. That hurt a bit. Just bit though. Nothing a Gunther Military School graduate couldn't handle. Would she be surprised if he mentioned that?
((OOC: ))
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