Alis perks up and raises an eyebrow. She whispers, "Lureene, did you just hear that? Sounds like someone's outside the door again..." She looks down at her cleavage, then at Suny's and smirks, thinking, "Can't imagine why though..."
The petite half-elf extricates herself from Suny's embrace for a moment to cross the floor and give another listen at the door. Hearing nothing immediately, she cautiously opens the door to look around when she spies The Package™!
Mindful of the naked elf in full view on the bed, Alis quickly inspects the package for foul play before picking it up and closing the door. Bouncing over to the bed, the buxom blonde hops up next to Suny, holds out the package before her and says, "Hey look, it's for you! Check out all the ribbons!"
Lureene, looks at the note, and the pretty package, and says to Suny, "Well looks like someone really likes you, hun. Why don't you try it on now, and I will let you alone for a while.". She stifles a sigh of lonliness, and wonders if anyone will ever do that for her. Or will they just see her wings, and her sexual beauty, and refuse to look for the young girl underneath it all.
She turns to Alis and says, "Listen, hun. I think you shouldn't be alone for a while, at least until you get to your destination. That one traffics in demons, and they are not nice like me. Why don't i stick around you for a while, at least until you leave, OK hun. I don't want anything to happen to you."
"Well looks like someone really likes you, hun. Why don't you try it on now, and I will let you alone for a while."
Alis admires Suny's new threads and comments, "Secret admirer eh? Well it's clearly someone with good fashion sense who admires you. If you need help trying it on, Alexis and I can help. We've had lots of practice helping one another into all manner of coutur—" she recalls Suny's exotic dialect, "...all manner of outfits."
"Listen, hun. I think you shouldn't be alone for a while, at least until you get to your destination. That one traffics in demons, and they are not nice like me. Why don't i stick around you for a while, at least until you leave, OK hun. I don't want anything to happen to you."
"Demons huh?" Alis pauses and considers her words, "There's a an old myth I recall hearing about a branch of elves that became divided from the main host following their creation. Enamored by distant peaks they saw in the distance, they climbed to great heights whereupon the spirits who lived there saw beauty in their forms and longing in their hearts and joined with them. It was said that those elves grew wings like eagles to soar among the skies with the spirits of the high places..."
She stops for a moment to help Suny with some laces. "Being as this tavern host patrons and staff from multiple worlds, I wasn't sure if perhaps there was some similar influence in your veins — perhaps of dragons or spirits not native to Golarion. Because let's face it," she looks at Lureene with frankness in her eyes, "if you were up to mischievous subterfuge, I'd think it would be a bit easier without a big pair of..." she lowers her gaze from your face by about a foot, then cracks a grin, "wings calling attention to yourself."
"As for sticking by you, you might have to take that up with Miss Nell and now Suny." Alis winks as she helps Suny with an ornery shoulder strap. "In all seriousness though, I'm a bit more worried about Alexis if someone of... questionable intentions has that Shadow Wine. Luckily, she's heading to sea soon, but you might be stuck with me for another month or two until the expedition I'm joining gets everything in order..."
Meanwhile, Havelock finally returns to the common room, scowling. He hands the gnome a vial but doesn't let go, instead looking him in the eye. "Do you know how hard it is to make a snake cry? Do you know how hard it is to make a demon cry? For that matter, do you know how hard it is to make the only thing in this world that you can truly trust cry? Just give me the damn bottle of liqueur already." Havelock then lets go of his hand.
Lureene is surprised to feel herself close to tears. Choking back a sniffle, she says, "I don't want to disappoint you, but I have no elf blood in me." She pulls her long greyish blond tresses back to reveal her human earlobes. "My mother...was a demon from the planes of the Abyss. I hope you don't hold that against me."
She turns to leave, saying "You should stay here for a while, I am going to see what he is up to. Don't let anyone else in here unless i am with them, and please keep the door locked."
Meanwhile, Havelock finally returns to the common room, scowling. He hands the gnome a vial but doesn't let go, instead looking him in the eye. "Do you know how hard it is to make a snake cry? Do you know how hard it is to make a demon cry? For that matter, do you know how hard it is to make the only thing in this world that you can truly trust cry? Just give me the damn bottle of liqueur already." Havelock then lets go of his hand.
Bit hands him the black bottle with a twinkle in his eye, saying "I can guess how difficult that must be, Sir... which is why this is a fair trade. If you ever see another bottle of this vintage in your life, I'd be very surprised."
Lureene walks downstairs, and approaches Havelock. She motions him aside, and mutters in his ear, in a gutteral, hissing tongue.
In Abyssal:
"Good. At least we have an understanding." Havelock takes out a piece of paper and begins writing something. "Say, do you know where Alis is now? Might as well give it to her now."
Unfortunately, he is interrupted by the waitress before Bit- can answer, and he responds in her native tongue.
Lureene snatches the note from Havelock, once he finishes writing it out. "I will see that she gets your message."
Lureene snatches the note from Havelock, once he finishes writing it out. "I will see that she gets your message."
"It's somewhat insulting to give a note without the gift that was supposed to accompany it, don't you agree? Also, forgive me if I doubt that she will actually receive it."
Rath is out, slumped in a chair asleep, with his feet propped up on the hearth near the dying remains of the fire. His arms are splayed over the chair's arms. A nearly empty glass of port is barely clasped in his drooping right hand. He appears to have lost a fight because he has the beginnings of a large bruise on the right side of his face.
"Very well, I will accompany you as you deliver the note and your gift, and if she tells me to leave, then I will respect her wishes. But she is still my friend, get my drift?"
She glances over at the sleeping form of Rath, and in a flash of insight, thinks, Yep, he is the one. I know that forlorn look anywhere, he he.
"Well then, lead on. No reason to stay here talking about how many ways you could castrate me."
She glances over at the sleeping form of Rath, and in a flash of insight, thinks, Yep, he is the one. I know that forlorn look anywhere, he he.
Lureene leads the summoner up to her room, and knocks on the door lightly. She waits patiently for a reply..
Bit briefly debates following the barmaid and the Snake Master, but decides against it. He's already gotten too involved. He pulls out an abacus and quickly figures out his profits thus far...
A net loss
Harumphing, he tosses the abacus down. Time for bed. With a few deft lever-pulls, the stall is closed and locked. He trips the secret latch and crawls into his cubbyhole and shuts himself in. He raps on the back wall of the black box, "Jeff! A little mood music, please."
The Majjeff, in a rich baritone, begins to sing a sad, soulful song by Nina Simone.
Hearing the knock at the door, Alis heed's Lureene's warning and calls out, "Just a moment..."
Snatching up one of the bedsheets, Alis drapes it around herself in an impromptu toga with surprising speed. With herself covered-up and Suny looking fine in her new threads, she calls out again, "We are decent, go ahead and enter if you have the key..."
Key? There was a key? Well, I never found it. She replies aloud, "Alis, Havelock is here with me and he wants to see you, he has a gift for you. I forgot the key by the way."
Key? There was a key? Well, I never found it. She replies aloud, "Alis, Havelock is here with me and he wants to see you, he has a gift for you. I forgot the key by the way."
A gift? She barely spoke with the man.
"Alright, coming..." Seeing the key still on the nightstand, Alis unlocks the door and lets them in.
Lureene sees Alis open the door, and sneaks a glance at Havelock, and noting his reaction, says nothing. She walks over to the bed and looks at Suny, now asleep after trying on that beautiful dress. She fights down another wave of jealousy, seeing the happy girls.
Lureene motions Alis over and whispers, "I am gonna take a bath now, so you two will be alone, but I am gonna be next door, just yell if he tries something, ok? Be careful, hun." She gives Alis a quick hug, and gives Havelock a look, filled with promises, before she heads to the bath.
Alis returns Lureene's hug and whispers in her ear.
As Lureene exits to the bath, Alis waves Havelock into the room placing a finger over her lips as she points to Suny sleeping soundly on the bed. "Hello again. Sorry for being dressed funny, but I wasn't expecting things to be so busy around here at this late hour. Lureene said that you were looking for me. Was there something you needed?"
Alis recalls that Lureene still never mentioned what it was she needed the young half-elf's help with.
Alis recalls that Lureene still never mentioned what it was she needed the young half-elf's help with.
At the sound of running water drifting in from the attatched bathroom, Suny stirrs, yawning and stretching. Arching her back as she does so before settling down and blinking slowly awake.
"Ooh, I'm sorry. Din't mean t' nod off like that. Still, at's put some more wick in me lamp, its sure 'nuf has." She smiles as she slowly sits up and looks around the place before scooting out from under the covers, bouncing off the bed and skipping across towards the bath room. She peeps around the door frame and peers inside.
"That sound o' th' water do ring nicely in me ears." She grins at Lureene, not caring about the scene she is making for any one else in the room behind herself as she leans upon the door frame between the rooms
Bit eventually falls asleep to the soft singing of the Majjeff, thinking Who did they send me here for?
"That sound o' th' water do ring nicely in me ears."
"Hey, Suny. Would you please ask Lureene what she needed help with when she knocked on my door?"
"That sound o' th' water do ring nicely in me ears.""Hey, Suny. Would you please ask Lureene what she needed help with when she knocked on my door?"
Ahhhh, that water feels good! Although to anyone else the water would be scalding hot, to Lureene it felt perfectly comfortable. As she luxuriates in the water, she sees Suny enter the bath, wearing one of the nighgowns hanging in the closet, and then she remembers why she asked Alis here in the first plce. "Hun, I was gonna ask you to help update Suny's wardrobe, but looks like that has already been taken care of."
Biter snaps to alertness from his waking nightmare where the women of Limbo were discussing clothes. Wow… that was a terrifying.
Spying Mors over by the bar and the monk asleep in a chair, Biter begins deciding who to pesticate.
"Hun, I was gonna ask you to help update Suny's wardrobe, but looks like that has already been taken care of."
"Update her wardrobe? Huh, and here I thought she just plain didn't like clothes..." Alis laughs at the irony and waits to find out what Havelock has to say.
"Apologies for interrupting whatever's going on here, but I come bearing gifts." Havelock sets the bottle on the table along with the note. [smaller][b]"Now, forgive me for leaving so soon, but I suppose it's much too late for any real discussion. For now, good night." Havelock smiles and kisses her hand before leaving.
"Bu– but..." Alis just blinks at the suddenness of Havelock's dis/appearance before turning her attention to the gift he left on the table.
The shadow liqueur? But I barely even talked with him, why would he give this to me?
Sighing and feeling more than a bit guilty, Alis closes the door, tosses the sheet onto the bed, and curls up under the perfumed blankets as she starts reading Havelock's flowing script.
As late as the hour is, and as comfy as the bed is though, the young beauty is soon fast asleep and dreaming of the sea, note still in hand...
Spying Mors over by the bar and the monk asleep in a chair, Biter begins deciding who to pesticate.
I've already given Mors enough grief for one day…
Decision made, Biter begins to make his way stealthily into the kitchen to find some whipping cream, an impish grin spreading across his face.
Lureene climbs out of the bath and grabs a towel, while drying off, she peeks in on the sleeping girl in her bed. Seeing her sleeping alone, and no sign of Havelock also fills her with relief. She looks for a spot on the floor to curl up for a little nap, before the bar opens for the morning rush. Sleep well, hun.
I've already given Mors enough grief for one day…
Decision made, Biter begins to make his way stealthily into the kitchen to find some whipping cream, an impish grin spreading across his face.
I've already given Mors enough grief for one day…
Deftly pulling the gauzy film of cloth off herself, Suny very cautiously tests the water temperature ,
*Owch! Too HOT!* She thinks and begins to puzzle out the tap controls, Before adding a dash more cold to bring the temperature down to something more 'tropical' in temperature. Once she has the water to a more bearable degree she eagerly, but still slowly, eases herself into the tub.
*Ahhh bliss* She thinks.............and is soon falling asleep again.
Decision made, Biter begins to make his way stealthily into the kitchen to find some whipping cream, an impish grin spreading across his face.
Biter, on his larcenous journey to and from the kitchens, notices that the gnome's stall is shut up tight and there seems to be some sort of muffled wailing noises... or maybe that is music... coming from it.
The next day...
Eventually the water grows tepid, to which Suny awakes with a shiver. Rising from the tub, she makes the transition as demurely as possible before stepping out of the bath and shaking and shimmying herself from 'wet' to just 'damp' . The she notices the large white things hanging fomr one wal,
*[i]Ooo, fluffy.[i/]* She thinks touching the fabric, then noticing how well it soaks up the water on her skin. She spends more than a few minutes rubbing and 'fluffing' herself before creeping out into the bed room and wriggling under the covers to snuggle up with her friends for the rest of the night.
[ooc]Okeys, now I 's ready fer wakin' up an' gettin' breakfast. =)[ooc]
As morning arrives, Alis takes a deep breath and feels a warm arm wrapped around her chest, holding her tight. In a soft voice she says, "You know, you've got an identical set of your own, right?"
Pushing backwards into what should have been Alexis' equally ample chest however, she finds a bit less padding than she is accustomed to. What the—
Looking down, she finds a well-tanned arm that clearly does not belong to her twin sister. Gritting her teeth, Alis indeed finds a short-haired blonde, but is distressed to note that it is Suny rather than Alexis.
Oh hell, Miss Nell's going to kill me if she finds out!
Giving the sleeping elf a light kiss upon her cheek, Alis quietly extricates herself from the blonde's warm embrace and tip-toes to the door where she listens for a moment.
If they are up, coming in like this will be suspicious, better if I woke early to take a bath and come back for the shadow liqueur later...
Hearing nothing outside, she slips outside and listens at the door to the bath room.
Oh good, nobody's in there, guess I'll avail myself...
Lureene awakes before the others, and checks on the sleeping forms of Alis and Suny snuggled together. She also notes the bottle of shadow Liquer, and thinks, Ahh so thats your game, Havelock. She then quickly dresses and heads downstairs to the kitchen to find Therena and Mors, to get breakfast ready for the patrons.
She sees Biter moving over the common area, but no one else is there, the other patrons either left or got rooms for the night. Not seeing Therena, she heads back tot he kitchen, wondering how to prepare breakfast, without poisoning anyone.
Biter spends a full hour setting up a surprise for the sleeping monk. Finding a glass and filling it with watery whipped cream, he uses some foraged string to suspend it in the air from one string, whilst it is precariously held (barely) upright using a second string, which runs up to a beam above the monk, then back down to his own finger.
If the monk moves his hand...
... out comes the cream onto his head.
Now Biter will watch from a safe distance to see if his contraption will work... a hunting cat watching his prey... still as a statue.