Terrance wags at the soldier with a spare fork. "YOU HAVE NOT MET MY EMPLOYER, HAVE YOU? YOU SEE HIM, YES? YOU SEE HIS SWORD? HE LOVES NOTHING BETTER THAN USING THAT SWORD, ESPECIALLY ON INSOLENT EXPENDABLES LIKE YOURSELF."
It shakes its head slowly, examining the utensils one by one. After a short pause for emphasis, it shrugs and pockets the cutlery.
"BUT, I, I, AM A REASONABLE INDIVIDUAL. AND, MORE IMPORTANTLY, I LIKE YOUR BROTH. I CAN OVERLOOK THIS LITTLE... INDISCRETION, JUST THIS ONCE. NO NEED TO ALERT THE BOSS, EH?"
Bullshit a bit. Drink more stew.
the soldier shies away from you. likewise, the other soldiers seem rather uncertain. Murmuring begins. The leader scowls at his fellows, but doesn't say anything.
((Sorry for the late reply, I have a studentjob and it's somewhat busy.))
Eat some more soup, try to look cool. I'll pick some sort of meat, vegetables or fruit lying around and swing and crush it with my ball and chain "Tha fate you wanna avoid, involves crushing stuff.".
I say this to Terrance (not important for the actual game)"I'm pretty positive somee o' them ingedrients in here were not the nicest either probably."
This gets mixed results. The soldiers swallow nervously, but tighten their grips on their swords. they seem willing to fight if necessary.
Get up close to Noir, idly pet her tail
"Well couldn't find aa cat, or much of anything for you saddly, guess we can wait till back at base, eh!"
uh, sure. Creepy, a bit. but whatever.
Assist Noir in whatever she is doing, be hostile if she starts acting hostile. act nice if she's being nice.
well right now she's acting uncertain, so you stand there, hand hovering over her tail, wondering if this is really the best course of action or not.
>"Did he not? We should rectify this oversight. Take me to your captain. Now."
"Yeah, maybe I'd better. You and your captain can come. The rest of you, stay here."
The soldier turns to go, gesturing for the Eye to follow. his men fall in behind him, and Dessmo stands and walks along casually. He surreptitiously signals the rest of you to follow as well.
Dar'yajira shies away from the kid before it can reach him, and hisses if the kid pursues. Standard skittish cat behavior. Maybe he'll give it a light scratch if it's particularly persistent.
((...Noir has cleavage? Her character picture doesn't depict her as being... endowed. ))
You scamper away. the kid follows. You dodge between some feet. the kid follows. Some fool trips over you and gets a cursory slash for a reward. Looks like a soldier. The kid stumbles into the group of soldiers you ran through, causing a bit of an awkward commotion. You dart off under a nearby cart and turn to watch the soldiers sort themselves out, look uncomfortably behind them (you see the Eye floating overhead) and marching onward, faces red.