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Post by Robshi on Mar 23, 2024 22:43:55 GMT
The dragoon glared daggers at the black mage as she implied things would be better with him dead. How dare she speak to me like that! Hmph, I'm starting to think if we move somewhere else and ditch this hothead. I've had enough of this constant abuse from her.
He was rather glad that Killy had left before she could infuriate him any further. His blood then ran cold as he heard what his friends were suggesting.
"Now wait a minute guys, you can't just rewrite someone's personality. I know Killy's being a jerk lately, but that's going to far." Frato held his hands up, hoping to talk some sense into his comrades. "Besides Violet, I thought you'd be more eager to help with her parent's plan to get her to mellow out and find Killy a suitor. It would be fair given you messed things up with her former boyfriend with your antics."
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Post by M&M&M on Mar 24, 2024 8:25:51 GMT
The three chuckled, both in enjoyment and slight disappointment.
"We know snookums. We were just playing. Buuuut the option is always on the table if you ever need it, winky wink, hmm hmm.." Then the pink vixen heard what else the hybrid had to say and pouted. "I know, I know. I'm still on it. I think you can agree with me that finding a suitor for someone like her is no walk through an Alexandrian park. Hmmm...sweetey, you wouldn't happened to have a twin brother lying around, would you? No? Hmm, maybe that other Dragoon would be interested in taming that ferocious beast..."
Just then a servant opened the door and bowed his head. "Ladies and Gentlemen, pardon the intrusion, but supper will be served soon. I trust you all to prepare the table and guests. Will anything else be desired?"
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Post by Robshi on Mar 24, 2024 22:11:07 GMT
Yeesh, don't scare me like that. The hybrid breathed a sigh of relief as he discovered they were just teasing him.
"Yeah, I can understand that. Saying she's unladylike would be an understatement." Frato nodded in agreement. "It's a shame Horace is injured right now and his status up in the air after what's happened. He might actually like her fiesty personality given he's kept your sister around as a servant for so long." His tone then softened. "Ah, be kind to Derek. He's still getting over the fact you're a married woman. Oh, how you toy with men's hearts."
He then turned as the servant arrived. "Ah, thank you. Wait, we need to set the table?" He looked a little surprised by that. "Firebrand, can you wake up Ditz? I feel bad for waking them up, but they'll need a good meal after that training session. Jack, can you tell Mortimmer?"
The hybrid then moved to help set the table for their meal.
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Post by M&M&M on Mar 25, 2024 8:22:06 GMT
Violet seemed to take the hybrid's concern with a good amount of humor as she can be seen holding a hand up to her muzzle and snickering. "Hmm hmm hmm, not on purpose. Well, not to see them in despair anyways. You know I'm not THAT cold hearted, right snookums? But I do take care of their hearts with lots of love and attention, I think you can agree with me there, hmm hmm. And ooh, a feast. Mind if I join, I'm quite famished."
"Who cares!? Dinner is ready!" Firebrand practically jumped for joy as she interrupted. "Meat! MEAT! Oh right, Ditz! I'll go wake him up! DIIIIIIIITZZZZZZZ!"
Meanwhile Mortimmer was already close by sitting on the bed giving the Dragoon an annoyed look. "I heard you! You didn't need to pretend I was dead, hmph!"
Violet helped Frato clean the table for the upcoming feast. As soon as they were done, several servants were already wheeling in several carts with covered dishes on top. Each of the trained nezumi's carefully placed their ceramics and silverware onto the table and opened their covers to reveal their hidden meals. Each dish held a delicately cooked meat-related item in each plate; giant roasted leg of chocobo, stewed Adamantoise soup served in it's own reduced size shell, a creamy pasta served with large lumps of Clipper meat, and other fiend-related meals along with large pitchers of what smelled like finely distilled ale. As per requested, few vegetation were found besides a small bowl of salad and garnish.
Having smelled and seen the glorious feast they were about to have and having already pushing her poor friend out the bed to wake her friend up, Firebrand was already sprinting to sit at her side of the table, fork and knife ready at hand. "Oh ho ho ho boy, this looks SOOOOOOO good! Come on guys! Sit down and let's chow down! Teach! Look at all this! I haven't seen anything like this since I was forced to guard some snot nosed nobleman at a party during my recruit days! And this time I'll be the one enjoying it! Come on Teach, sit down! Hurry! HURRY!"
"Enough with the yelling, you ass! Don't forget you're in my home." Killy entered the guest room finally. Her hood was off and her face and hair looked more neat than last she met the hybrid. She first glanced over the food that spread out on the table and gave a growl. "Of course you guys ordered something so extravagant and childish. And out of my parents wallet too. That Dragoon really does think himself highly to celebrate his victory like this."
"Don't be such a buzzkill ya party pooper. It's not every day we get to celebrate with a feast, just enjoy it, heh heh." Jack was just coming over to his own seat, right next to Violet, who sat next to Frato. In time, Mortimmer, Ditz, and Killy joined in as well to sit in front of the table.
Firebrand was practically salivating a waterfall of saliva from her muzzle. "What're we waiting for? Let's dig in! It's chow time!"
"Hold it you slob! Have you any manners at all!" The black mage held a hand up to stop everyone from making a move. "It's customary to say a small prayer or blessing right before dinner. And since the big glory-hogging hero went out of his way to order all this, I say HE should do it! Everyone bow yours heads and close your eyes."
The red head whimpered but relented. The rest of the group did the same by lowering their heads and closing their eyes while Killy took it a step further by closing her hands in a prayer. They all waited for the hybrid to begin.
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Post by Robshi on Mar 25, 2024 23:41:14 GMT
I'm just interested to see how you'll break it to him that marriage is off the table. He then glanced at the nu mou. I didn't think you were dead, but you do get engrossed in your experiments.
After clearing the table, he gave an appreciate smile as he saw the delectable banquet laid out, now really feeling his hunger. He started wondering just where he was going to start with his meal. Okay, I have to give Firebrand some props, this does look delicious. Heh, she can't get here fast enough. I just hope Ditz is actually awake and not just going to faceplant into the table.
The dragoon then sat himself down at the table, right as a certain black mage reappeared. "Oh, and just what should we have ordered? Bread and water? A begging bowl to go and sing outside with?" Frato asked with a roll of his eyes. "I'll have you know Firebrand picked this out, so this is more of a sign of gratitude from her than my ego being indulged."
It seemed she was not done, and once again he was put onto the spot. Deciding not to argue, he closed his eyes and put his own hands together in prayer.
"Dear Burmece, who art in heaven." Frato began. "Thank you for this blessing we are about to receive. May your heavenly light continue to shine down and lead the way through your eternal harvest, and we will endure to spread your teachings. With your love, our friend Killy may yet learn the virtues of kindness and patience. Amen." He then opened his eyes and his arms before glancing at the black mage to see her reaction, trying to keep his serene smile from turning into a smirk.
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Post by M&M&M on Mar 26, 2024 9:58:29 GMT
By the time the hybrid opened his eyes once again, he would see the Black Mage giving a glare at the hybrid. But she did nothing further as she released her hands and sat them on the table. "Burmece give me patience indeed. Amen. Alright you pigs, dig in."
"With pleasure!" Firebrand instantly grabbed a chunk of cooked chocobo and stuffed it into her mouth. She started to chew and tried to talk with her mouth full "Mmmm sho gherd! Ditsh! Try thish!" The woman slapped her companion on the back, whom has suddenly straightened up and shook it's head.
"Huh? What? What happened? Whoa, is this food all for us!?" Apparently Ditz was completely inattentive during the whole ordeal, showing both confusion and shock at what's in front of the student white mage. "Who ordered all this for us? So much meat, wait, Brandy did you have a hand in this?"
"Jush shut up an eat!"
Mortimmer can be seen sampling the Adamantoise soup and spooning some to his pet. "Ah, here my pet. Try some. Delicious, yes? Hmm? What's this? You wish to swim in the soup for yourself? Ooo! What a way to test out your appetite and how well you take to boiling temperatures! Let the test begin!"
"No you don't!" Killy waved a threatening fork towards the nu mou. "You so much as dip that little animated custard in there and I'll roast you both and serve you to the antlions myself! And all of you here, use your utensils and napkins! Were you all raised in the back of a bar!?"
Violet, surprisingly, was the most glowing in show of manners; she had a napkin on her lap, food layed neatly on her plate, fork and knife in each hand, and she even chews with her mouth closed.
"Mmmm, scrumptious! Not as good as my hubby's personal chefs but it's still divine after having been left in a cell to starve. Frato, sweety, you simply MUST try this pasta." She stuck a fork in and rolled a good amount onto the tool, then teasingly hovered it towards the Dragoon. "Show me that lovely tongue of yours and say 'ahhh', hmm hmm."
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Post by Robshi on Mar 26, 2024 22:45:40 GMT
Seeing the fury through the mage's eyes made him feel immense satisfaction. After her hurtful remarks and actions earlier the hybrid was glad to get some payback. He was a little less enthused to see Firebrand's complete lack of any etiquette, and seeing that Ditz had only just woken up.
"Yes Ditz, Firebrand did order this for us. I didn't want you to miss out since a good meal is vital after training." Frato informed his pupil. He said nothing as Killy yelled at Mortimmer for trying to bathe his flan in the soup, happy that someone had stopped the nu mou before it was too late. I'd rather not have that flan randomly appear with my dinner.
I bet she included me in that reprimand, even when I haven't tucked in yet. He unfolded a napkin and placed it on his lap before then looking to grab some food with his cultery. That pasta does look very tempting. He then realised who was sat next to him, and suddenly felt rather uncomfortable. She would choose to sit with me, and she knows full well what I'm going through at the moment. What if Daisy comes back and sees her sat with me!? His eyes then widened in shock as she decided to try and feed him a large mouthful of food, before then looking very embarrassed. Nngh... if I say something she'll do what Daisy did, I know it! Gah! Of course Killy picks now of all times to be quiet! Damn it... I don't think I have a choice! Let's just get this over with.
Reluctantly, Frato opened his mouth. "A-aah."
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Post by M&M&M on Mar 27, 2024 8:40:00 GMT
While Killy was too occupied being a sentry for everyone's manners, Violet had free reign to do as she pleases. She visually grinned when the hybrid acquiesced to her direction and slowly moved the food to his maw. "Here comes to the airship, toot toot. Hmm hmm hmmm." Giggling with delight, the cleyran finished and let him chew. "How was it snookums, isn't it delectable?"
"Hey, what are you two doing?" Killy only just saw the two being too close. "You better not try anything funny, we're supposed to be having a nice meal here!"
"Geez, you should take your own advice, ya dictator of kupos." Jack carefully raised the white mage's mug of ale in the air in front of of her. "This is supposed to be a celebration, you're not gonna enjoy it if you keep an eye out for anything wrong. Relax...you're among friends. We're not gonna hurt you. Okay?"
In a rare occurrence, the one-eyed cleyran went silent, perhaps thinking the moogle's words over and over in her head. In the end, Killy took the cup back and grumbled. "Fine. Everyone can do what they want. But if anyone makes a mess, you're all paying for it. Got it?"
"Heh heh, that's the spirit!" Jack raised his own cup in the air happily. "Alright ya Kupos! Raise your mugs and shout with me! CHEERS!"
"CHEERS!" The rest of Frato's team gladly celebrated with a joyful shout; clinking their glasses together and laughing. Mid way through the event, everyone was getting to their fill in food and drink. And speaking of drink, Firebrand and Jack seemed to be the most affected by inebriation; their faces were ready and they had a goofy satisfied smile on each of them. They would even boast about their drinking capabilities."
"Pfft! This is nothing!" Firebrand started. "I can drink way more than this!"
"Heh, well put your money where your kupo is. 100 Gil to whoever drinks the most without falling face first onto the table."
"Deal! But it'd be boring with just two of us...Hey Teach! Wanna have a drinking bout with us?"
"Yea Boss, good ale and money to boot! Have fun with us!"
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Post by Robshi on Mar 27, 2024 22:30:53 GMT
Naturally, nothing stopped Violet from feeding the hybrid a tasty morsel, and he couldn't help but feel very awkward at her childish description of the forkful of food going into his mouth. He tried to focus on the taste of the food as he started chewing it, which thankfully was as pleasant as he imagined. Only when it was too late did the black mage finally catch on to what happened. Hrm? Is she actually going quiet? This really is a special day.
The sudden lift of strict ettiquette and table manners did lead to something else, as his redhead student and a frequent pub visiting moogle began to take the chance to get quite inebriated. Urgh... I should've known these two would start knocking back the booze. They'd better not cause any mischief. Unfortunately, his wish went unfulfilled as they quickly turned to him for another participant of their drinking game. Looking shocked, the dragoon quickly held his hands up defensively.
"You've got to be kidding me! As a dragon knight I must surely act as the responsible one here and keep vigilant for any trouble. I have to take care of my students after all." Frato hastily replied. There is no way I'm getting drunk when a malicious Killy and a lusty Violet are around. Who knows what I'd come round to!
He then waved an accusing finger at them. "You needn't drag Ditz into this either! I'm sure they'll need no help faceplanting the table given how tired they are!" He then pondered for a moment. "If you want a drinking buddy, why not ask Killy? Maybe some alcohol will help loosen her up a little. Maybe with enough drinks she'll forget I was ever here, heh."
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Post by M&M&M on Mar 28, 2024 10:12:37 GMT
Ditz's ears visibly fell when the student's name was mentioned and slumped down as if trying to avoid attention. "Um. P-please don't worry about me, Sir. I'm uh, fine. I'm not tired at all, just, mmm, a little drowsy is all."
Meanwhile, tho Jack and Firebrand seemed disappointed by Frato's declination, they still ended up swinging their cups with jolly.
"Ugh? Her?" Firebrand looked almost disgusted by her mentor's suggestion. "A tight ass like her would rather drink with a group of Abominations than with us."
The black mage took offense to the current conversation being held right now. "I'm right here! I can hear you! Stop talking like I'm far away out of ear shot! And besides, drinking with you brutes would've give me any sense of satisfaction."
Jack merely grinned, a light bulb beggining to glow above his head. "You're right. A light weight kupo like you wouldn't last 2 mugs against us, best you stay in the kiddie station and leave us adults alone."
"What did you say you little shit? I'll have you know I can outdrink the best of them when I was still working with Carnicero, and they were the toughest of the bunch!"
"Prove it, put your Gil where your kupo is!"
"FINE!" The white mage reached into her robes and pulled out a small pouch, which she proceeded to slam on the table. "Servants, get us more pitchers of ale, this is gonna be a long night!" The servants outside watching the team bowed and began to exit. Meanwhile, the moogle was giving a sneaky nod to the hybrid, having a 'you owe a big favor for this' and then waited for the drinks to come. And come they did, as far as half a dozen servants brought in several pitchers each to the tables, almost crowding it. Firebrand and Jack chuckled with delight as the challenge while Killy had her game face on.
While this was going on however, a servant entered the room unrelated to her master's wish and walked straight towards Sir Frato carrying a sealed note in her hand.
"Pardon me, m'lord, but this was just given to me at the door by some strange hooded hoodlums, saying this should be delivered to you at once. Forgive the interruption." The butler bowed, turned, and exited. The envelope was white and neat, with a wax stamp closing it, the stamp itself seemed to be that of a thumb print.
If the Dragoon chooses to open it, it reads as follows:
"Dear Sir Frato,
We would like to speak with you on a private proposition. Should you be interested, please come to the Observation Post when the moon is appearing over the sandstorm. We shall await you there. And above all, do not come with anyone. We seek only a private discussion, not a fight. Hope to see you soon." It was not signed by anyone.
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Post by Robshi on Mar 28, 2024 21:42:59 GMT
You being tired isn't what I was worried about Ditz. I just don't trust Firebrand not to drag you into this out of enthusiasm. Thankfully, despite the redhead's initial reaction to his suggestion, Killy quickly butted into the conversation and seemed to being baited in by Jack. Heh, that moogle does know what he's doing. Wha? Holy hell! Is that actual gil from Killy's pocket!? The hybrid's jaw nearly hit the floor as he saw the pouch thrown onto the table, before quickly putting another mouthful of pasta into his mouth with his fork to cover his shock.
As the drinking challenge began, there was another surprise in store as Frato was approached by a servant with a note. He nodded thanks as he took the letter and opened it. What is this about? Eh? Who is this from? A private proposition? This sounds really fishy, but surely no-one would get violent in Cleyra of all places. Carnicero aren't here any more. Rrgh... I am curious about this. I just hope this isn't another nasty surprise.
He decided to pocket the letter for now and continue with his meal. It was tempting to look for some conversation whilst he ate and help take his mind off this upcoming midnight meeting. However, with three of his friends busy quaffing ale and Ditz likely still half asleep, that just left Mortimmer and Violet. Ngh... that nu mou is weird, and he'll likely put me off my meal. I'm a little wary to engage with my other option. She'd better not try feeding me like a kid again. He gave a glance towards the Cleyran, somewhat hesistant to speak up.
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Post by M&M&M on Mar 29, 2024 6:31:20 GMT
Looking over, the well mannered cleyran was still finely dining and not making a fuss. A surprise to be sure for the hybrid, who've known her to 'spice' up any event where he interacted with her. She was sitting there forking over pasta into her muzzle, watching and occasionally giggling at the drinking contest played out by the trio of Frato's allies. In a random moment, Violet's eyes met the Dragoon's, and she responded with a alluring wink. She can now be seen deliberately cleaning her fork with the slow sensual movements of her tongue. She was still secretly looking his way when her tail began to slither up the hybrid's own appendage and began wrapping itself around.
Before the moment can get any further, a guardian angel arrived to break Sir Frato out of his train of thoughts, and the angel happened to be in the shape of a nu mou.
"Ho ho! What a cheeky little creature you, yes yes! Frato! Frato! You simply must see this!" Dr. Mortimmer interrupted with a laugh and brought up his pet flan. The tiny fiend apparently had ingested the roasted eyes of one of the cooked beasts that sat as their dinner and was both floating inside it's translucent body. The ocular organs appeared to move eerily towards the hybrid as if they were it's own. "What a humorous and clever trick, wouldn't you all agree? Hmm? Yes? Surely this merits a round of clapping hands or a round of chuckles to be sure! Marvelous! Hmmmm...this gives me an idea to try out freshly cut eyes and see if it works with this creature! Oh what fun ideas this will inspire! Ho ho ho!"
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Post by Robshi on Mar 29, 2024 19:56:10 GMT
Oh? She's just focusing on her food? I guess being around nobles or rich people will make you mind your manners, but surely it's obvious that this isn't a high and fancy dinner. The hybrid was a little relieved that the Cleyran wasn't really paying him any attention, until their eyes met and she winked at him. Ngh! She's seen me looking! Hrm? What is she doing? He looked noticable flustered as Violet started eating her food in the most suggestive manner possible. He then jolted slightly as he felt her tail begin to entwine with his. Aah! Damn her, she's being too subtle for anyone else to really notice!
Somewhat desperate, he tried to focus on his own food, whilst his tail made a futile attempt to try and wriggle free from Cleyran's. Mercifully, a certain crazy doctor came to his rescue. He looked up, before then trying to make sense of the nu mou's flan having eyeballs float around inside its body.
"That is one bizaare visual trick." Frato commented, trying not to pull a face. "It can't possibly see out of those eyes, can it?"
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Post by M&M&M on Mar 30, 2024 6:13:55 GMT
"Ooooh! I should hope not!" The scientist laughed and petted his pet, creating visible ripples around it's body. "Those are are roasted to perfection. The inner workings of the oculars have long been destroy by heat and the death of it's owner. Buuuuuuuut if I were to be granted a pair of fresh eyes, perhaps the flan would be able to integrate it with it's body fluids to act as the life blood. Hmm. HMMMMM! And if that works, maybe we can add more to the mix! Ears! Nose! Gasp! Perhaps a tongue and vocal threads to speak! OH! It'll be a discovery of a lifetime! Oh wait, we'll need to add lungs too. Would it all work together? OOH! OOH! The suspense is killing me! Dragoon! After feasting, let us go on the hunt for some fiends! I suspect night time we shall see them prowling around more! Hmm...I wonder if that child would be willing to grant me one of her Gimme Cats as payment for services rendered..."
Meanwhile, Violet can be seen with an annoyed appearance, having been interrupted of her playful time. But she appears to be stubborn and her tail continued to slither around the hybrid's despite his resistance. She hoped to bring back his attention to her despite the nu mou's insistence.
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Post by Robshi on Mar 30, 2024 22:27:48 GMT
Whilst he was somewhat relieved to hear the eyes inside the flan were indeed useless, the excited ramblings of the doctor were not exactly settling.
"Surely if they could use organs of other fiends, they would've started doing that in the wild by now." Frato pointed out. He then looked horrified as he heard the nu mou's ponderings. "Ah, absolutely not! That poor girl will be traumatised if you start harvesting her pets for your weird experiments! Just focus on training them for now. Perhaps when they're skilled enough they can take down fiends for you."
The dragoon then realised his tail was still coiled up by a certain Cleyran's, and he gave a sigh. Urgh... I really am stuck between a rock and a hard place here. I don't know which is worse. Either way, Mortimmer will happily ramble to himself, and he'll be clueless about Violet's antics. His eyes then glanced over to see how the drinking contest was going, in the vain hope he might be thrown a bone to help his awkward position.
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Post by M&M&M on Mar 31, 2024 7:16:46 GMT
"Oh I suppose so..." The scientist seemed surprisingly agreeable to the hybrid's objections as he was seen smiling patting his pet. "Wouldn't want any Ne'er-do-wells to harvest the precious and tasty gelatin from my pet. Apologies, tis but the ramblings of a impulsive and possibly tipsy scientist. Oh well! Tomorrow's a new day full of mysteries to solve, but today is a day of rest! Hoorah!" Mortimmer raised his mug and lightly chuckled, getting back to his own business.
Meanwhile where the hybrid looked, the trio of a different type of ne'er-do-wells were still drinking their fill while servants paraded themselves to refill their cups.
"Six cups! Getting nervous?"
"Please! I'm on my seventh, where did you learn to drink, training school? Also, didn't you drink enough to fill your entire body you little furball?"
"Ha! Back home, we call that a kupo initiation! In fact, let me show you all how it's down, hey butler, gimme that pitcher!"
The three was putting on a show of their own; each one drinking like their lives depended on it. Meanwhile Ditz was sitting there staring in awe at the three with it's fork of meat still hanging mid-air as if someone casted 'stop' on the poor student.
Violet kept trying to make a grab for the hybrid's attention even as the man fixated on the drinking contest. But her patience was the first to fall. Giving a small sigh, the woman let her tail fall and she put her attention back to whatever's on her plate. Now Sir Frato is free to do as he pleases.
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Post by Robshi on Mar 31, 2024 19:19:42 GMT
Hmph... I guess he must be learning something if he's seeing the error in his thinking there. Although I have a feeling he's only empathising a bit because he has a pet himself. He gave a relieved sigh as the nu mou relented, but he was right in guessing the conversation would run dry.
Turning his attention to the drinking contest, he too wondered just how Jack could keep downing pint after pint of ale. He wondered if the moogle was using some ploy to make it look like he was downing more than he actually was, or whether he had some kind of supernatural ability to hold his drink. It doesn't look like I'm going to get much talk from those three. Hrm? Ah, Ditz! My faithful student! They could be my saviour-oh, never mind. I think the fellow's brain has broken from the spectacle of this contest.
A shiver ran up the hybrid's spine as he realised he was out of options to distract him from Violet's ploys. To his amazement though, she appeared to give up and he felt her tail part from his. Eh? She gave up that easily!? She didn't even try to do much other than use her tail. For a moment he wasn't sure whether to feel relieved or disappointed. I guess with my current problems, this is the first time I'm actually available in a way. I don't think I'll tempt fate just yet though.
The dragoon decided to help himself and enjoy more of the meal on offer, helping himself to portions of chocobo leg as well as the pasta, along with some of the other cooked fiend dishes. As he got more of his fill, he found himself glancing back at the Cleyran. I wonder if I should ask her for some advice about taking this mysterious meeting?
"Are you okay Violet? You seem to have gone rather quiet." Frato asked, feeling a bit bold.
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Post by M&M&M on Apr 1, 2024 10:08:19 GMT
"Hmmm..." Violet sighed when asked by the hybrid. She seemed to have taken on a depressed mood as she was no longer smiling and was twirling her fork around her pasta. "It's just that...I suppose I still feel a bit lonely. That Yoshenko and Renata were never really fond of me, to be fair, but I do still appreciate their help in rescuing me. I feel sort of bad they aren't here to celebrate as a way to give thanks. My darling sister Mauve as well, I know she would be happy to be eating with friends and me, but I do know she has a duty to stick with that awful man. Ooooh, I wish my little hubby was here too. He would certainly liven everything up with his impressive wit and humor. And his clever under-the-table antics, ho ho ho..."
Then she looked to the Dragoon almost apologetically. "And then there's the fact I got everyone into so much trouble. Hooooooo...alot of people hate me now. I swear I only thought I was following orders, I'm not a bad person at all, really." The woman suddenly moved until her body was rubbing against his shoulder. "You believe me, don't you? I wouldn't know what to do if you thought I was some kind of villainess. I'd do anything for your forgiveness and get back in your good graces. I mean, anything..."
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Post by Robshi on Apr 1, 2024 20:56:13 GMT
Seeing the Cleyran looking so melancholy actually made the dragoon feel momentarily sorry for her. Yeah... Renata definitely hates you. Although she seems to hate anyone who isn't one of her golems, except perhaps her brother. Perhaps now isn't the best time to tell her that Mauve doesn't like her either.
"Wait, Horace isn't awful, is he? He seems more tolerant than most to keep her around with her antics." Frato reasoned. He then grimaced as he heard her mention her husband's hidden table antics. Urgh... too much information Violet. I guess with your capabilities you could be a much larger threat if you really were evil-ah! His ears lifted up in alarm and his tail jolted upright as he felt the soft warmth of her body pressing against his side. It appeared she wasn't done in trying to make an advance on the young knight.
"Uh... Violet, I-I don't hate you or anything. I believe you." Frato stammered, clearly getting flustered as he tried to rapidly think of a way to settle the situation down. "Er... look, maybe you could give me some advice? Like how to make things less awkward with Gabriel and Daisy? Or whether to meet strangers in Cleyra?"
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Post by M&M&M on Apr 2, 2024 10:47:00 GMT
"Oh Frato, you have no idea how happy it makes me to hear you say that!" The cleyran instantly leapt to hug her favorite, smothering his face into her soft furry bosom. "I would've been so stressed if you would emotionally abandoned me! I wouldn't have known what to do! Ho ho ho..." Now at peace, Violet sat back in her seat and clapped her hands excitedly.
"Hee hee. This truly is a day of celebration, isn't it snookums. Hmm...I suppose Minister Horace has SOME merit to him. But you'll have to forgive me, I still have some small grudges for tricking me like he did. I'll forgive him eventually, I don't keep them too long thankfully. I do give him credit for still employing my adorable sister tho, for as long as he had. I just don't understand why everyone else doesn't like to keep her around, she's such a hard worker and has such a interesting personality! Don't you find that so odd?"
Then the pink maiden went back to the present task at hand and wrinkled her nose thinking. "Hmmm. I did find that message a strange. Then again, ANY message sent by someone who wishes to remain anonymous is always strange, ho ho. Normally I'd have someone stealthy go look into it or may someone who can fly to fly over you while you go to the meeting. Tho I have a feeling you'll be out the only member that can fit the bill..." She looked over to the trio that was drinking themselves into a stupor. And as soon as she did, Jack was the first to fall face first into the table, now snoring away with a stupid grin on his face.
"Ha! One down! Feeling ner-hic-vous yet, ya fancy mage? Or do you need your servants to help you bring your cup to your snout along with that silver spoon?"
"Shaddup and keep drinking, I still got enough *hic* fight in me yet, I ain't losing to no braindead halfwit!"
Violet chuckled at the show, admiring the bond between them. "Hmmm. Well, when you go, keep your weapon ready. Can't be too careful, darling. As for the spat between that other Dragoon and your lady friend, hmm, just be patient, I'm afraid. Once you meet them again, treat them like you're walking on eggshells. Don't want to make it worse than it already is, hmm hmm. Good luck, you'll need it. Hmm hmm.." After giving a wink, she went back to her pasta and ate once more.
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