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Security escorts the troublemakers out and the Club returns to normal operation. Danae skates back across the Club, totally oblivious to the chaos she caused.


Irv wrote:

Irv considers the carnage to possibly unfold, sits, and blows into his horn

this

"Cool music!" she calls cheerfully as she skates by with another tray, narrowly avoiding a group of dryads and causing a satyr to panic and stumble into a table full of devils playing a card game. Oblivious to the brewing bar fight she skates on.


"Whee!"

Skates back across the floor carrying a large tray piled with dirty dishes as she weaves around clubgoers.


Skates through thread on brand new roller skates.

"Whee! This is fun! And I can clear tables faster!"


A bewildered Danae came wandering towards Ephebe as a protesting devil was being escorted off the premises by security.

"How did you do that?" she demanded.


Danae winced as she looked at the mess, broken dishes, and broken tables and chairs that littered the club.

"So, so, so much."


Danae shrugged as she dodged customers and leaped over a small table, dragging Ephebe behind her.

"Same way he accidentally forgot to pay his bill."


"You know what you're doing right?" a very distraught Danae asked, dragging Ephebe along with her as she ran for her life.

"What exactly is the right protocol for appeasing an angry devil after kind of accidentally picking it's pocket?"


Looks around.

"I don't see him right this second, but I'll keep an eye out for you, 'kay? And I'll just take a few of these dishes while I'm at it..."


Irv wrote:
"ginger ale please, and hold the hooch."

"Here you go, Mr. Irv," she said, bringing a glass of ginger ale on a tray. "They're letting me actually serve drinks a little bit on a trial basis cause the club is so busy," she said, smiling. "Hope I don't spill anything or I'll end up back on table bussing duty faster than you can blink."


*hums along with the music as she works*


Garble wrote:

Garble starts going over his spellbook again.

Another disadvantage to having a mostly unrelated character is your posts with him start to look like unnecessary bumps instead of proper spam. :P

Well, feel free to interrupt Danae whenever you like. Since she's mostly wandering around bussing tables. Then you can feel like it's proper spam. :P


"He said to tell you that you'll be able to talk to him soon. I'm guessing this is part of whatever scheme he's up to now.Just so you know," she said quietly from just behind Arielle. She gave her friend an encouraging smile and moved on, clearing tables as she went.


"A bit vexed? She's about one step short of a nervous breakdown," she said, laughing. "That plan of yours better be pretty good."


"Now, I wouldn't go that far...he does need to ease up on the pranks a little...."

"You want me to talk to him?"

She laughed at Arielle's eager nod.

"Okay, but I'm not promising it will work."

She sauntered over to the table with LK, Taron, and Kam.

"Hey, guys, how's it going?"


She chuckled. "Still haven't got things sorted yet? Geeze, Arielle, you two are a mess, you know that?"

"Most people don't punch a guy when they tell him they like him, you know," she added with a wink.


"Don't tell me you guys are still fighting? I mean, sure, you argue all the time, but this has to be some kind of record...the same fight for more than five minutes," Danae said with a wink as she moved past, tray in hand.


Danae waves to Garble as she goes back to work.


"We're good at being trouble," Danae volunteered. "But I really should get back to work now."


"Why are we running the spilled drink scam on this girl?" Danae whispered.


"Oh, gosh, I am so sorry. That was so clumsy of me! Oh, you're drenched. Here, let me help," she said, dabbing ineffectively at Ephebe's soaked clothes with her towel. "I'm new," she added, apologetically.


Yeah, I remember that. Ouch! Lightning hurts. And Arielle gets really cranky when you mess with something that's hers.

Anyhow, as lame as they can sometimes be, they're the only parents I've got, so it's all good even if they don't let me pick pockets...

when they know about it...


I have no idea what he's talking about. I am the very soul of honesty.

wide-eyed innocent look


Somehow the blade that Irv left by his empty bottles mysteriously disappeared into the pockets of a certain waitress. As tips went this was by far her favorite.


discreetly removes the sign as she cleans up the empties


Danae deftly wound her way through the crowd of patrons with her increasingly heavy tray as she collected the empty glasses. There was so much to see here. She hummed along with the music as she worked.


"Thanks, Garble," she called after him.

"It's nice of you to offer, Mr Irv, but I doubt he'll take it. He's kina a proud goblin."


"Okay, Garble, but you're making the other patrons sick, so I'm gonna have to ask you to keep to the far end of the grounds. Ummm.....have you tried a prestidigitation? Or three? I'm sure it would help. No bath required."


Dressed in her new uniform, clothes safely stashed in her new employee locker, Danae reports to the bar where she is given instructions and a tray. She cheerfully circulates through the crowd clearing away used glasses. If she does a good job she'll be allowed to take drink orders soon.

"Hi, Mr Irv," she said, waving. "And hi, goblin Garble," she added, keeping a safe distance from the still skunky goblin. "Er, you want me to get you some tomato juice for a bath so you can get rid of the skunky smell?"


"Thank you, thank you, thank you. You won't regret it, I promise," she said, bouncing up and down with excitement before rushing off to the cabana to change.


Devlyn, the Dalesman wrote:

Devlyn returns, coming back down the trail from the Club. He has a bundle tucked under his arm, and a few bits of glitter in his hair. ;P

"Alrighty - after a talk with our dear hostess Alaina, I think I've got a sanity-saving solution for all of us. Since you've been quite taken by the place," as he tosses the bundle to Danae, "she has agreed to let you hang out here - as a (probationary) employee. If she likes your work and you enjoy it, you get to stay on and move up the ranks."

She catches the bundle and clutches it tightly. Her mouth falls open with surprise.

"Wait, really???! You got me a job? I really get to work here?"

"Does this mean I'm not grounded anymore?" she asked grinning widely.


Devlyn, the Dalesman wrote:
Danae Magpie wrote:

She sighed and bit her her lip.

"This means I'm grounded for even longer, doesn't it?"

Devlyn gets a thoughtful look on his face.

"That's an interesting question. Answer me this: Was following Allura to this place and seeing the sights here worth the...inconvenience...of violating the intent of your grounding?"

"Ummmmmmmm........" She looked at her toes intently.

"But it was so interesting. And I got to meet a goblin, and the old guy was nice enough, and there were new things to explore, and I swear I haven't stolen anything from anybody for a whole hour at least," she said all in one long burst.


She made a face and reluctantly handed back the knife.


Devlyn, the Dalesman wrote:
Danae Magpie wrote:

Danae gulped.

"Ummmmmm......Darn it! I knew I forgot something! Stupid scent ability," she grumbled.

"Oh come on now - it's not like I jumped in and stopped anything. How does that ruin your fun?" a hurt voice asks from the shadows as Devlyn reappears, sparing a quick glance back up the trail to Allura's hiding spot.

"Besides," he adds with a twinkle of mirth in his eyes, "if I was such a fuddy-duddy, I'd be grilling you about being out here with a half-naked man lying on the beach and a goblin. That makes for quite the interesting story..." ;P

She sighed and bit her her lip.

"This means I'm grounded for even longer, doesn't it?"


Danae gulped.

"Ummmmmm......Darn it! I knew I forgot something! Stupid scent ability," she grumbled.


Danae watched the old man go and when he was just a little too far to hear her said quietly, "Don't you want your knife back?"

She shrugged and grinned.


"How did she know we were here?" she whispered.


Garble wrote:
"What? Maybe. I isn't watching. Was smelling like omelettes?" Though the goblin tries to hide it, he seems interested.

"I think it was too far away to smell. At least for humans. Um, but if you can smell it from so far away...maybe you can help us find it. Please? It'll be fun!"


Garble wrote:
Danae Magpie wrote:

"Uh.....that was a joke?" she said, doubtfully. "Are you sure you um, understand the concept?"

The goblin scowls. "Hey, back off, little girl child! You's human, way easiers for you's to working out talky jokes!"

"It..is? I'm sorry, I haven't met very many goblins before. One or two in the bazaar, but they were usually being chased by something. Not a lot of time for talking."

"Hey, um, did you happen to see that thing falling from the sky just now?"


Garble wrote:

Okay, here I go. I'm a bit rusty, so be warned. Still, maybe rusty is good, considering some of the stuff I used to write here. :P

Garble walks out of the woods, adjusting his tunic. He notices Danae and the old man, and frowns. "Hey, you!" he says. "What is this?"
He stares for a moment. Then shakes his head as if to clear it. "Sorry," the goblin mutters. "Stupid nose...isn't workies. Thought I's smells...hmph. What's you do, then, here? Isn't good for two, too old! Or...no, back to horsies. Need stopping with human jokes."
He seems a little out of sorts.

"Uh.....that was a joke?" she said, doubtfully. "Are you sure you um, understand the concept?"


Irv wrote:
Danae Magpie wrote:
"Eep! Er......I just wanted to know what that falling thing was....and, er, not worry my um, foster parents. You know, what they don't know, they don't have to worry about," she added with a hopeful smile.

"So you take it on yourself to set off after something you have no idea what it it is, alone and unarmed, with no idea of how to get there?

Consider yourself fortunate in 2 things, I don't discipline other parents children, and I'm curious as to what that thing or being or being might be, too, but I will be damned if I was going exploring by myself, at my age and in my physical condition."

It's clear he does not suffer fools gladly, he finds a suit able short and narrow enough but thick enough tree to suit his needs, unsheaths his blade and forms himself a suitable enough crutch. He removes his shirt revealing scars earned in battle, and uses the garment for padding under his arm.

"You lead, unless I find a better way where you're heading, then I'll point you in the right direction and try to keep up," he said resheating his blade, shorter and lighter than a short sword but cunning sharp, and handed it to her, "This thing is probably better in your hands now, I've got something I can use to stave heads in with if it comes to that."

Danae smiled wide when she realized that the old man wasn't going to rat her out to her parents and even wider when he handed her the knife. She hadn't had a good knife in quite a while. Something about the watch not being comfortable with the idea of her running around armed. Hmph.

"Right. I saw it go down over that way. Towards the beach."

Danae started off eagerly, stopping to hold back stray branches for the old man so that he would be able to move through the overgrown area more quickly.


"Eep! Er......I just wanted to know what that falling thing was....and, er, not worry my um, foster parents. You know, what they don't know, they don't have to worry about," she added with a hopeful smile.


Danae quietly crept away from the club wondering if she could track down the strange falling star. Well, even if she couldn't it wasn't like she had anything better to do. She was supposed to be grounded. She set off after it with a slight backward glance to make sure nobody saw her leave.


The young girl hidden in the shrubbery stifled a giggle lest she be found out and sent back home.