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 Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 5:54 pm
He found the tavern to be awesome.
Ruffian sat at one of the tables, a drink in his hand, his legs swinging out in front of him. The ends of his long cloak draped over the chair and would have hit the floor, were it not for the fact that he'd kept it mostly bunched up in his lap. He picked up his mug and took a long swallow, relishing the relief of it, and wondered, not for the first time, where everyone else was.
And by everyone he meant "certain someones."
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 6:11 pm
Shyduck very nearly skipped in, a little bit giddy and a lot bit colorful, the pink of his jacket standing out pointedly against the cozy brown shadows of the Tavern, his plush-looking ears flopping about his head. He hadn't recognized anyone yet, which he thought was strange and he had for a moment worried that they wouldn't be here, or there, or anywhere to be found but there were just so many people, they had to be somewhere. He'd stumbled onto the Tavern by chance rather than by any thought out rescue plan but it seemed like a decent enough meeting place. There were certainly a lot of players congregated there, so it was a start, and at the very least, he could get a drink. Or, as he decided, several drinks, unable to pick just one to try. After all, who knew when he'd ever be here again! His arms loaded with mugs, Shyduck looked around for the nearest spot to sit and spotting a relatively empty table, he sat himself down next to Ruffian, setting his mugs down with a sloshing and less than careful clatter. "Hi!" he said brightly, turning to Ruffian.
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 6:23 pm
He found the Tavern by mistake. For him it was a pleasant change, something that was not only just trees. He was growing tired of trees. Trees too tall, angry trees, sad trees, colorful trees. He almost preferred his original thinking-stump he sat around on for a bit. A tavern was an odd place to find him, but it wasn't like he hadn't had alcohol in the past. Besides, if his idea was correct, this was jsut some sort of elaborate game or a dream. Can you get dream drunk? He chose a glass and looked around curious who to sit next to. It was no surprise that his eyes settled on a insanely bright outfit, someone who had similar ears to his. Though while the others ears were floppy, his were pointy rabbit ears. Also to contrast the others bring pink coat... his was a vibrant deep blue. Still DC made up his mind, and moved towards that table. He also noticed another face nearby. "Hello, mind if i join?" He asked rather coyly, not interacting with anyone but trees and sign posts and talking cats for the past few hours made him feeling rather rusty with human interactions okay.
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 7:00 pm
Ruffian turned to look at the newcomer, a wide smile on his face. "Welcome, weary traveler!" he said, in a mock impressive voice, and slapped a hand on the other's back in greeting. "Always glad to meet a fellow person in here, sit and make yourself at home."
Hopefully he wasn't being nice and friendly to one of the other side, but that was beside the point. Ruffian grinned. "What's happening in you neck of the woods lately?"
The question would have to wait to be answered, however, since another person had wandered up to their table. Ruffian was feeling pleasantly popular, and he patted the seat next to him, gesturing for him to sit down. "Please, please, join us as we regale tales - or is it tails? - of our adventures in here thus far."
He took a sip of his ale - it certainly tasted real - and then asked brightly, "So, what are you guys? The name's Ruffian here. I personally think it suits my rakish demeanor, wouldn't you say?" he added with a playful wink at them both.
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 7:18 pm
Shyduck smiled broadly at the newcomer, then tilted his head at 'Ruffian'. His way of introducing himself seemed vaguely familiar, but he couldn't place it. Besides, he didn't know anyone by the name of Ruffian. Waving the thought away, Shyduck sat up in his seat. "Well Ruffian, I'm afraid I don't know much about that," he answered politely, turning a bit pinker as their seatmate winked, "But I'm Shyduck! Pleasure to meet you both."
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 7:42 pm
"Oh-Ah, thanks." He mumbled and scooted into the seat on the other side of Ruffian. Though, DC had to admit he was suddenly wondering why Ruffian was comparing himself to a Rake... "Rakish? Like a Rake? WHy would your demeanor be like a Rake?" Of course he had to ask. This was going over his head like any usual conversation did. He reaalllyy did need to learn how to be street smart, not just book smart. "Oh ah, I am DC. Nice to meet you both as well, how long have you guys been in here?" His full name was 'Dreamcatcher', which was of course on display over his head along with his level, but he thought DC was less of a mouth full. He wondered for a moment if these two where on his side, hmm.
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 8:33 pm
"But I'm Shyduck."
Ruffian only had one thing to say to this particularly surprising - and wonderful - revelation, and that was bingo, baby. He didn't say this out loud, however, but instead fought the smile that threatened to find its way onto his face, giving instead a small nod to the other.
"You and I are going to be good friends, aren't we?" he said with a mischievous smile, and slung an arm around the other, hauling him close - probably too close. A burst of laughter escaped his throat, and Ruffian reached out, rifling DC's hair in amusement. "No, not like a rake, like a pirate or something. I'm very dashing, you know," he added, with another wink.
Dreamcatcher was vaguely familiar, though he still couldn't place him. Ruffian's arm snaked more firmly around Shyduck's shoulders, leaning near him to whisper conspiratorially, "You're a cute thing, aren't you?"
Then he laughed, and said to DC, "Not long, not long. Only been hanging out here a few minutes, actually, unless you mean in like...all of here." He waved a hand. "Then I have no idea."
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2014 3:25 pm
Shyduck was glad that DC had voiced the very question he'd been thinking, not knowing for sure the answer himself. He was pretty sure it meant good-looking, but then he couldn't be certain that that wasn't just what he was imagining it to mean, based on the circumstances in front of him. Ruffian had wrapped his arm around him and Shyduck, true to his name, had shyly declined to comment, instead taking a hefty gulp of mead from one of his mugs. It all seemed very familiar somehow, but no matter how hard he stared at the two of them, nothing tell-tale materialized. One of his ears flopped over his face, and he reached up to straighten it, taking the opportunity to try and squeeze out from beneath Ruffian's arm. "Not cute," he argued, looking towards DC for help. "And happily spoken for, sorry. We can be friends though! If you want to party together or something... I haven't been here long but the monsters outside look pretty scary." The fact that he'd enjoyed Ruffian's arm around him unnerved him more than the actual act itself, the butterflies in his stomach at being called cute distressing. He was only supposed to feel that way about one person...
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2014 6:15 pm
The first thing that really came to mind at the scene unfolding in front of his was wow that escalated quickly. Only Shyduck didn't seem as keen. "Pirates in reality were gross. Rarely bathed, raped, plundered, destroyed, and really were not the best of folks. Plus i imagine they smelt horrible, i don't think bathing was a requirement on pirate ships." He ranted on. "So...i dont really see them as dashing?" At least DC understood the term dashing as how ruffian meant it, and not 'running quickly.' Maybe he was trying to keep the conversation away from Shyduck to help him out, oddly he felt he needed to. He felt drawn to this pair. "Though at least i can tell from here i dont think you don't smell like a pirate..." Not that he knew what one smelt like, he was taking a guess.
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2014 6:37 pm
He was having too much fun with this. Reactions like the ones Shyduck and DreamCatcher were giving him were too much to pass up, and it was with great joy that Ruffian saw the startled look on Shyduck's face before he attempted to weasel out from under his arm.
"Spoken for, you say," he said with a decisive nod, deliberately not lifting his arm. "Well, still, there ain't nothing wrong with admiring the view, is there? I suppose you've got yourself a little sweet honey thing, all cute and pretty, do you?"
Ruffian winked obnoxiously, chucking Shyduck's cheek gently. "Besides, ain't nothing wrong with me calling a sweet thing like you cute; maybe I could call you pretty instead, would that help?"
He rolled his neck around to grin at DC, flashing him a feral like smile. "You're raining on my parade here, friend," he complained good-naturedly. "Pirates are fun and exciting, and you two - " He slung his free arm around DC's shoulders. Suspicions as to whom he might be were running higher, Ruffian working through the faces in his mind. " - are gonna be my new best buddies, okay?"
It was very, very hard to keep a straight face.
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2014 7:36 pm
"You could say that," he mumbled, before glancing up quickly in protest. "You're not just admiring the view! You're touching the view!" Shyyduck sniffed as DC explained pirates, still stuck under Ruffian's arm. "No, you're right, he smells... nice," he admitted, thankful for very fact, given his placement in the situation. He didn't want to unintentionally fuel any fires by giving compliments but then, he'd never really been very observant about that sort of things and he wasn't going to lie so he could say something mean. The truth was the truth, that was all. And, as far as Shyduck was concerned, the truth was also that he was not cute, not in any way, shape or form. Never mind that he was tucked all sweetly in pink and bunny ears, he assured himself that he was very manly or at the very least, something like handsome or, to borrow Ruffian's word, dashing. Bunnies could be dashing, right? "Not cute," he repeated, "Or pretty! You do know I'm a guy, right?" He touched his longish pink hair, suddenly self-conscious. He really wished Ian was here right now, he'd know what to do instead of just sitting here and floundering. Ian would have something witty to say and no Caterpillar would think twice. All Shyduck could do was sink into his mug, slurping up its contents in the most not-cute way he could manage.
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