Of course, Alis has nothing to worry about, for Havelock is out cold.
Search Posts
Havelock continues to sleep soundly.
** spoiler omitted **
Havelock watches the trio walk out the door before heading back up to Alis' room and quietly walking in. He turns to Morgaard and begins to whisper to him. "Rath and the others went back to Limbo. Mind if I sleep here for the night?" If not, Havelock pulls up a chair, takes off his jacket and falls into a deep slumber.
"Well that's a shame. I'll see you in the morning then, Pythia." Havelock scratches the snake along the jawline before returning it to whatever plane it calls home. "If anything happens, just yell. I'll probably be back up in a few hours at most." With that, Havelock heads back down to the common room to watch the night's events unfold.
"No insult taken, my dear. Now, would either of you mind if I brought Pythia in to keep watch? You two haven't met her yet, have you? Well, formal introductions can wait until morning. For now, just get some sleep." Assuming no one says no, Havelock begins a minute-long chant in abyssal and pricks his thumb, a drop of blood falling to the floor. Soon shadows coalesce around the drop and a snake easily the size of a fully-grown man lays on the floor, and it quickly coils itself beneath a near-by table. "Morgaard, meet Pythia. Pythia, meet Morgaard."
Soon the trio unlocks the door to Alis' room and walks in. "Alright, just lay her on the bed... there." He turns to Morgaard. "Would you mind stepping out for a moment? I ought to make sure she has some security."
"I'll be helpin' you with her, lad." "Thanks"
Havelock waves down a waitress. "Miss, is there a spare room? My friend could use a bed.""Oh yes, I'll fetch the key to princess' room and let her in right away sir!" "Good." Once the man returns, Havelock picks Alis up (hopefully with someone's help) and carries her to her room.
Havelock only smirks at her mumbled comment.
Havelock waves down a waitress. "Miss, is there a spare room? My friend could use a bed."
Havelock looks at Suny with bewilderment for several seconds before nudging Alis. "Hand me the bottle, will you? I intend to drink until this night makes any sense." How exactly did that happen?
Havelock looks over to the three women and begins to stand up. "Well, I better go help Alis up. Wish me luck." Havelock walks over to the pile and attempts to help Alis up, scowling at the others' placement.
"My dear, all the praise for that performance should be directed to you. I just played the harpsichord. Yes, some wine does sound good..." Havelock trails off once it becomes obvious she isn't listening.
Havelock looks between the newest guest to the party and Alis' rapidly retreating form. Soon he sits down and pours himself another drink.
Still tipsy but much less drunk after having gotten some real food in her, Alis turns to Havelock and says, "Oh I just got another idea for a song! Want to try your hand on the harpsichord or would you rather watch the show?" "I'll give it a shot." Havelock stands up, cracking his knuckles. "I guarantee nothing about the quality, however."
His playing isn't high-quality, but it doesn't detract from the singing.
"Yes, some food would be good."
Havelock places an arm around Alis' shoulder. "Yes, go on." Sense Motive DC 21: Havelock is mad. Specifically, mad at Rath for obvious reasons. I would suggest not trying his patience any further in matters of romance.
"Well, she didn't realize how hurt you were until you already left. Just give her one last chance before leaving." Havelock downs the shot and groans. "Come on, Rath, where's your sense of adventure? Yes, it burns like pitch, but it's rather tasty otherwise."
"I've never been one to deny a drink. I'll give it a try."
"Rath, we'd have to be oblivious to not have an opinion on today's events." Havelock finishes off the last of his glass and pours another. "I say you should forgive Suny. Feel free to blame Lureene as much as you want, she should know by now that that was wrong and what effect her heritage has on people. But Suny, she didn't even know the concept of monogamy until today. Would she have jumped out a window to apologize if she thought it would hurt you in the first place?"
Havelock also applauds. "Good show, my dear! Good show!"
"Good of you to join us." Havelock peers at the steaming liquer served to the dwarf. "Say, what is that, if you don't mind my asking?"
"Bah. Let them watch." Havelock waves his hand dismissively. "I can't say I have. Let's hope you're correct."
Havelock raises his glass. "I'll drink to that."
"There is a bad side to every good thing. Otherwise would the good taste as sweet?""Present company" He says amusingly casting an eye towards Alis, "is I hope excepted from your statement, yes? Have not seen bad side to Rajkumari Alis." "Rath, I hope to never find out."
Rath looks at Havelock and beams, "You are lucky, LUCKY man!" They wait delightedly for her to cross the room. "Yes, yes I am." The princess happily accepts the glass of wine that Havelock pours for her and says, "Funny how glass can be smooth and beautiful one moment, yet so brittle that it breaks easily to cut anything that touches it..." "There is a bad side to every good thing. Otherwise would the good taste as sweet?"
He smiles and says, "It is one of few indulgences, I allow to me." He lifts his glass and raises an eyebrow to see if Havelock will raise his glass as well, when he does, Rath thinks a moment and says, "To Rajkumari Alis - princess now, queen in heart". "To the finest lady I have met." Havelock raises his glass.
"If she didn't deserve looking after, I wouldn't be courting her. You have good taste in drinks, by the way."
"Evenin', Master Havelock. Glad I am to see you again." He looks around, "Is Miss Alis or Master Morgaard here yet?" "Ah, Rath. Good of you to join us." Havelock takes a second glass and pours him a drink. "The others should be around here somewhere, they should come over soon enough."
Half an hour later... The Black Boar Tavern is quiet once more. The glass has been cleaned and the customers have been placated after the day's violence. A man in a fine suit sits at a small table, a bottle of wine at his side.
Rath stops to look at Havelock closely. "I will drink lightly, but will drink. First, must wash up." He points to the bar Alis had indicated Havelock should go to. "I will change clothes and meet you there in... 1/2 hour?" "See you then."
Checking first to make certain she's cleaned away all the grease and blood, she comments, "I don't want to risk messing up your nice new ensemble with a hug so—" she leans forward giving Havelock a kiss on the cheek, "I hope you'll accept that instead." "My dear, I'll accept whatever you decide to give me. Also, apologies for the grease, it should dissipate in a few minutes. He addresses Havelock, "Dog was great help. I owe you. Thank you most for defending lady so valiantly. I leave her in your charge again. Hope your date goes better than has so far. Goodbye." "No one should raise arms against a lady. Especially not against a lover of mine." Havelock follows after the monk. "Hey, Rath. Come on, let's have a few drinks. I think we could all use a few after that."
"You will pay for that, you cur." Havelock begins quietly chanting, and the shadows start to coalesce near the giant man.
Havelock runs down the road, attempting to get within range of his spells.
"Can't one day go by without a fight around here?"
Havelock moves to the corner and loiters, keeping an eye out for angry guards more than Rav.
"...He's going to be coming this way anyway." "Hell if I know." Havelock begins scanning the crowd, a thin copper wire in his hands.
"His lover just jumped out a window and yelled at him. He's going to be coming this way anyway." Havelock goes back to the elevator and heads back to the first floor once Alis is ready.
"So, back down to the first floor and follow them?"
"Wait, did she just jump out the window?! She's crazy. Yes, to the roof, we need to keep an eye on her."
"Did wha- oh. Well, I probably should of jumped to that conclusion earlier given Lureene's heritage. Yes, we probably should be going now."Wincing slightly at her date's bluntness, Alis curtsies quickly but graciously to Laithoron mouthing the words, "Thank you!" before taking hold of Havelock's arm and saying, "I believe the lift has returned, let's go then, shall we?" "Yes, let's just hope Suny doesn't do anything that could get herself arrested."
"But, he said I would always be his Angel! He can't just leave like that, can he?" "My dear, he just did. Now let's leave, before something happens and I have to actually guard you."
"Alright, what were you two doing in there and why did he take it that badly?""Do what now?" Alis turns around and quickly notes the flushed skin on their faces, limbs and cleavage. Her eyes growing wide, she says with equal parts surprise and awe, "You didn't— you did!" "Did wha- oh. Well, I probably should of jumped to that conclusion earlier given Lureene's heritage. Yes, we probably should be going now."
"Well, Rav just left you three in my care, so something has to be bothering him. Also, you still haven't answered my first question." "Oh, but the ship doesn't leave for another week yet—" A quizzical look contorts Alis' expression but the monk is gone before she can get another word in. Turning back to Havelock, she raises her hand and remarks, "Do you guess he's getting a head start maybe?" "Unless he's got a galleon hidden away somewhere I doubt he could get an early start on her voyage. No, something's definitely bothering him, and maybe they have an idea what it is."
Havelock looks on, befuddled at this turn of events. He soon turns to the women. "Alright, what were you two doing in there and why did he take it that badly?"
The thrills of a new suit are beginning to wear off for Havelock, and he turns to Alis. "I wonder what's taking them so long in there anyway."
|