Tortuga

[Haplo and Dog]

Haplo Stalked quietly over to an empty table. Dark, cold eyes seeming to watch everyone and no one at once. He absently peted Dog's silkey ears, muttering to himself.*
"What would Lord Xar want with this world? It's not like it has any stratigc values, nor many potentiale soldiers."
*He scowled at the drunkereds and half-brained fools wandereing ariund the docks, haveing no idea that their world was about to fall apart around them.*  

[Haplo and Dog]

kibo_botch

Kibo glances over at the stranger, and his usual smile disappears.

Kibo: This one's certainly not normal.

He walks over to Haplo, one hand discreetly placed on a small knife, just in case things got ugly. He feigned a smile, and extended his free hand.

Kibo: 'Allo. I'm Kibo.

Haplo palstered on a what he hoped was a friendly smile. He eyed the extended hand coldy and didn't take. Rather he scratched iritabley at the back of one bandged hand.
"Greetings. I am called Haplo."  

[Haplo and Dog]

Meximuncher

Philly watched Haplo from his empty table. He then watched Kibo walk over and introduce himself. Philly chuckled to himself and held his own throwing knives close, in case of any trouble, though he doubted it would help if this strange man attacked. He also cared not if anything happened to the Kibo man, but held to his knives for comfort and in case they noticed him silently watching...

Haplo barely glanced in his direction but pointed Dog's head his way covering the movement by petting the dog's head.
Watch him.
Dog troted over, his tounge lolling and he semed to be grinning. He gave the man a friendly wet lick hopeing to get his attion.  

[Haplo and Dog]

kibo_botch

Kibo smiles, and glances again over at the female stranger.

Kibo: Excuse me one moment.

Kibo walks over to the barkeep, and hands him a bottle of his signature fine rum.

Kibo: Can you give this to her? *points*

Barkeep: Certainly.

The Barkeep takes the bottle, and swiftly maneuvers his way down to the woman, and hands her the easily recognizable bottle.

Barkeep: This is from the bloke over... hey, where'd he go?

Kibo was gone.

Haplo gladly waved him away. He grabed a mug from the barkeep and siped it caustiosly, not really knowing what it'd taste like.  

[Haplo and Dog]

Meximuncher

Philly noticed the dog looking at him. Somehow the dog's stare unsettled him a bit. He saw the man Kibo, seemingly noticing someone entering, leave. Philly then drank up some of his grog and watched the other folk in the tavern, wondering what the man called Haplo was looking for.

Dog seemed to looked worried and held up one paw for him to shake. For some reason he couldn't figure out, though admitaly he found Humans quiet strange, is why they enjoyed this simple movment so much.