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 Posted: Sun Feb 07, 2010 11:43 am
"What was that for, Giant? You nearly squished me!" The tiny figure, a moment ago perched on the satchel Leran had been holding onto, now rushed up to the teenager's shoulder, then back down again to take cover by his armpit. "There, there, I know the thunder is loud and scary. We should seek shelter."
"Can't squish something that does not exist." Leran muttered, now heaving the book laden satchel above his head and taking some pleasure out of the protesting squeal of the imp as he scrambled to keep a hold. "And can't seek shelter where there is none."
"There are buildings all around us, fool! Do you mean to deny the existence of those as well? I told you not to go here, I TOLD you it was a bad idea..."
"Shut-up, little cricket!" Leran hissed before ducking to take cover under a canopy. His cell phone had run out of batteries. Besides, he was supposed to be in a different part of town. It wasn't like he could call for someone to come get him. He had... Oh, at least another hour before he could show up again back home. The imp was right, this had been a bad idea.
Russom's usual protest went without being said as the imp had been quicker to spot the other person nearby. Swifter than the lightening, the imp disappeared from sight.
"Excuse me." Leran mumbled, realizing he had about bowled the other person over in his flight to get out of the rain and possibility of being electrocuted. Then, ignoring her, he wiped his hand over his face with a grumble to himself. "There isn't anywhere around here I can wait at."
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Posted: Sun Feb 07, 2010 1:17 pm
Luiseach was well aware that it was indeed raining. Her daughter informed her of it and then promptly begged to go outside and play in the rain and the Satyr almost allowed it until she heard the thunder roll in. That's when Luis set her foot down much to Faris' dismay. After a bit of 'arguing' Luis sent her charge upstairs to color in her coloring books and to not come down for the rest of the night and that seemed enough to banish the Gargoyle ... for now. Luis would have to disappear upstairs now and again to physically check on her and to also tuck her daughter in for the night though Faris rarely slept through the night or even at all when night fell.
The satyress was minding her own business as she moved about cleaning tables and making sure her barmaids all did their work as assigned. She liked milling about and making sure everyone was happy and satisfied. Just as she walked past to clean up a table that the staff couldn't get to in time she found herself subject of a hit-and-run. Luis uttered a small off as she found herself rammed into the table as the person said 'excuse me' and seemed to pay her no mind and grumble to himself.
Despite the rudeness of the young man the satyress straightened herself up, brushed off her vest and turned to face him properly, "Sit where'er y'like, lad. Can I get ye a drink while y'wait out the storm? Yer in a tavern af'erall."
As of yet she did not note anyone present with the young man before her.
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Posted: Sun Feb 07, 2010 2:22 pm
((*snort* You placed him inside already. That was rather rude of him.))
"What? Really, you'll let me stay here?" Leran turned to looked at the lady, relief etched in his features. "But, you know, I don't really belong here."
"Shut up and don't look a gift satyress in the mouth." Russom had noted the fact Luis wasn't human quickly, and now took the opportunity to show himself at the satchel.
It made Leran nearly jump out of his skin, whisking a hand down to smack the imp, landing on the satchel as the creature disappeared from there up to Leran's shoulder. "Stupid...Nano Pet..." Leran growled. "It's supposed to be programmed to OFF so it doesn't bother anyone." Leran tried to pick the imp from his shoulder, but ended up with it back on the satchel. No winning this one. He glared, wishing he could telepathically inform it of their agreement that it would stay out of sight. "Here, let me help you with the table..." Action to get her and his mind off the stupid imp.
"You'll have to excuse the human child, he's an idiot. Though I imagine you are accustomed to idiot humans." Russom chirruped, utterly gleeful at Leran's frustration and confusion. "I am Russom, and this is Leran, and now I expect we are exactly where we are meant to be!" At this point, Russom disappeared from the satchel again--out of necessity as Leran flung it from his shoulder and onto the ground--and ran up to the chair next to Luis, giving her a bow. "Don't feed the human fool caffeine, and may we never see him with alcohol, though I wouldn't mind a thimble your best..."
"This is not happening." Leran muttered. "Look, I'm sorry, my....sister...programmed that thing to go nuts on me... See how rude it is?"
"Poor programming skills even if she could, I am not yet a barrel of nuts!" Russom snorted.
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 12:30 pm
((Haha again I apologize. XD))
Luis canted her head to the side before she nodded lightly, "'Course. Anyone can come inta a tavern at least in mine. It ain't seedy or anythin'. I got m'standards," she sniffed lightly. Her green eyes flicked at the small person that seemed to make himself known with some amusement. Well wasn't he just a charming little fellow?
She gazed back at the young man and canted her head to the other side with some amusement, "Your ... friend is no bother," she said simply making sure the word 'friend' was used so as not to further the insult of the small being that was currently wrestling with the lad. Luis had seen these 'Nano Pets' and that certainly was no Nano Pet and she certainly hope it didn't go to the bathroom wherever he felt best suited for it. She let the young man help her with the table as she suddenly went back to cleaning it now that her attention was called back to it but once again the small one spoke up and introduced himself and his companion.
The red haired satyress grinned a little; she couldn't help but be amused by all this. She finished with the table and gazed at Russom after he took his perch before she introduced herself, "Aye? Well pleased t'meet ye both, I'm Luiseach, but ye may call me Luis. I'm the owner of the tavern," she smiled in amusement at the furthered interaction between the two.
"A'ight," she figured the imp was old enough for the drinks she brewed and gazed at the young man and was a little more doubtful if he should be allowed anything alcoholic much less caffinated, "what would ye like t'drink an' maybe somethin' t'eat too?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 5:37 pm
"Ah... I have fifteen dollars on me, subtracting what I'll need for a cab later. Do you make cheeseburgers? And have Pepsi?" Leran answered hesitantly, looking from owner to imp to owner again. His face was that of one trying to solve a great curiosity.
"No caffeine for you!" Russom squawked his protest.
"Doesn't... it.... bother you?" Leran finally gave up trying for normalcy to ask, waving a hand to indicate Russom.
Russom looked around him to figure out what the "it" was, then made a swift run from the table top back to get a foothold on Leran's belt, holding onto a fistful of his shirt in that precarious position. "My apologies for standing on the lady's furniture." He looked up at Leran. "Aren't you going to have the decency to order me something? Fine one you are, to speak about manners!"
Leran tried whacking Russom again, but the imp was out of sight entirely before his hand could hit.
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Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 1:07 pm
"I do make cheeseburgers, darlin'," she said simply and tilted her head before she nodded, "aye I 'ave that as well." Luis replied as her arms crossed over her midsection for a moment and she glanced at Russom when the protest was made a small look of curiosity went over her face, "we do 'ave caffeine free Pepsi but why isn't 'e allowed caffeine?" she asked the imp directly.
Green eyes flicked back up at Leran and she smiled a bit, "Naw, I find 'im charmin' in 'is own way. Every creature has a right to be what they are," she replied quietly and then chuckled as she responded down to the imp now, "Naw, yer fine sweet'eart. Ye can't help it," the satyress carefully kept size out of the conversation just in case it insulted the small being.
"Seems he is a bit fast for ya, Leran," she grinned lightly, "anyways, feel free to eat and drink for free t'night, I'm feelin' generous."
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Posted: Thu Mar 11, 2010 4:59 am
"What? Since when have you ever seen an imp before? I mean, imps don't exist." Leran gave up the first part of the conversation to stare at her response to the imp. What was wrong with these people?
"Do you see? There! His reasoning is already muddled, and his ability to be still near to nonexistent. Besides, if he doesn't end that addiction, his health will suffer."
"Why!?" Leran threw up his hands. "I'll give you my fifteen bucks and work for you the next hour if you feed him a sleeping pill."
Russom glared at Leran. "Don't listen to him, Lady, his sister owns all the animals in the house, and I've not seen a buck since coming to this city." He ran up to Leran's shoulder, flicking him in the ear and hissing something about lies and asking a lady to do black magic for him.
"Cheeseburger and a real Pepsi, and Russom will go dig in the trash for leftovers, else he'll eat your whole kitchen." Leran turned to finish the table they'd been cleaning up.
The imp was too busy lecturing to counteract this time.
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