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Post by Pyris | Renly Grimm on Jun 24, 2012 23:16:39 GMT -5
Renly Grimm
A owl hooted outside, and the crickets seemed to be a everlasting symphony of clicks and unbalanced musical rhythm. Other then that it was quiet in Main street tavern, the night was growing late and about all of the patrons had left. About all.
The tabby striped feline lay on top a table, her eyes closed, and a few bottles that once held spiced rum lay scattered under the wooden top that held her intoxicated body. Obviously she had a fun night with a few friends who must of had enough sense to stagger out of Avery's tavern and home, but like usual, the Assassin seemed to linger there, passed out on his property.. she was always a light weight when it came to booze. Renly stirred , giving a bit of a drunken snort before falling silent for a few moment more, though she gave some jerks and pawed at the air, managing to tip over a half empty glass of mead, it spilling all over the floor.
"What are you talking about Vincent.. You.. You're.. get that slutty hag off my bookshelf!" Grimm twisted a bit ontop her uncomfortable claimed bed for the night, bobbed tail flicking with frustration as a few more noises escaped her jaws, emerald gaze flickering open and giving a few protesting blinks before they once again succumbed to the power of the alcohol and slipped shut again. It was just another night. :I Ive been wanting to rp a Renly Drunk scene. LOL Join in if you wish! |
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Post by (Icy) Norice on Jun 25, 2012 0:29:45 GMT -5
It was late in the night when Norice walked into town, most cats asleep in their homes. The sound of an owl and crickets filled the air with their noise, making a pleasant atmosphere. He wasn't sure where he was going, just letting his paws carry him wherever they lead him. It was some time when he realized they had taken him to a tavern. The brown and white tom debated on whether or not to leave, stopping when he heard the faint sound of a familiar voice. Curious now he turned the handle of the door, letting himself in.
The place was practically deserted aside from a familiar hep of fur lying sprawled out on top of a table. It was the huntress from the woods he realized, a bit shocked in running into her again in such a short time. A small frown formed as he listened to her mutter in her sleep, paws shuffling and twitching every now and then. Growing a little concerned for her, he walked up and shook her shoulder gently. "Miss, I think you should wake up and find a proper bed."
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Post by Pyris | Renly Grimm on Jun 25, 2012 0:44:43 GMT -5
A bit of drool was seeping from the corner of the she-cats mouth. The cat was about completely downed, though a ear twitched almost instinctively when the door creaked opened and slid shut though other then that , there was no movement from the slender build of Renly Grimm. "Rrr.. " A sound seemed to slip from the female, even before the Slaver's paws graced her and gave the dead weight a nice little shake.
Green eyes popped open almost immediately, pupils, huge round moons before they dilated into slits in the light of the candles that were lit around the tavern. That gaze traveled to the source of the sound that made her ears twitch keenly trying to figure out what in the hell the tom was saying.. It sounded like jibberish, and Renly seemed to be now staring at him like the feline was a figment of her imagination.
"What.. " Grimm groaned, rubbing her eyes , trying to make her emerald eyes work normally again as she was looking at two blobs of the same color, that the noise seemed to be emitting from.
".. Aver?.. No, What, who is this?" The assassin would reach out to pat the male's chest and shoulders with confusion and curiosity. |
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Post by (Icy) Norice on Jun 25, 2012 17:06:34 GMT -5
The frown deepened when he realized how far out she was, nearly jumping out of his fur when she started to pat his chest and shoulder. Taking the she-cat's paw, he placed it beside her, feeling uncomfortable. "I am Norice, remember? We met in the woods, along with a dancer named Jet." Maroon eyes gazed over the bottles that were scattered here and there. "Looks like you were having....fun."
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Post by Pyris | Renly Grimm on Jun 26, 2012 1:08:36 GMT -5
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A hiccup escaped her lips, and she giggled happily, amused by the sound that she had created only to remember the tom infront of her that was most likely staring at the assassin as if she was insane. Renly blinked, her eyes droopy and groggy, listening to the words as she felt her paw being placed on the table.
"Hey.. Hey.. I , I Didn't give .. " she cut off and smiled brightly, " Ohh Norice! I remember you.. Yeahh, Its always fun to come here and have a little party, just, forget about everything.. ya know.."
Pulling her paw up, the cat rubbed at her head, groaning with discomfort. It had only took moments after being awakened from her ungraceful slumber to have the after affect of the rum hit her. Grimm felt her mind pounding, and the contents of her stomach swishing inside her like the angry ocean..
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Post by (Icy) Norice on Jun 26, 2012 23:30:21 GMT -5
Grimm started to giggle at the hiccup, making the tom more concerned than he wanted to be. She talked about forgetting things when having a 'little party.' He didn't pry at the information though, everyone had things they'd like to forget.. "I suppose,..can you stand at all? We should move you to a bed, a proper place to rest."
Norice placed one of his paws between the huntress's shoulder blades, gently massaging the she-cat trying to comfort her.
(wow, that looks awesome :3 -w-; I need to make one lol)
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Post by Pyris | Renly Grimm on Jun 27, 2012 20:32:02 GMT -5
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[Do ett! c: ]
Renly raised her gaze to his for a moment, listening to him speak, noticing the concern in his eyes, despite being a bit out of it.. It made her nervous, and she thought it was just a bit odd. A moment of silence passed after the tom spoke, her line of sight now focused on the floor as she tried to gather reasonable replys, cause truly she did not wish for a bed.
" No.. No, Im fine Norice. I think.. I think.. I will make it, Alright?" she muttered, breaking the silence, feeling his paw rub against her in attempt to be of some help, but it would only make the female pull away a bit, looking at him as if he was wearing some sort of out of the ordinary attire.
Renly swallowed hard before glancing up the steps, wondering if Avery was up there.. but if he was, he would be the one standing here right now, trying to get her to a bed, not this acquainted tom.
".. What bring you to the Tavern Norice?" The question was abrupt, trying to change subjects, and figure out the feline's true intentions... I mean she was a fairly good looking she-cat, and a assassin, slap on being drunk , you have a bunch of different assumptions running through her head. Grimm had always been a very untrusting cat.
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Post by (Icy) Norice on Jun 30, 2012 20:29:48 GMT -5
( oh I will ^^)
Both the fact that the female refused to go rest, and pulled away from him, troubled Norice, if not confusing him. Had he said something wrong? The tom replayed back all of the actions he did, and couldn't find anything at fault. When Grimm changed the topic, it just puzzled him more.
"I normally go out at night and wander around the town. There aren't as many cats out during the night as the day which means there are less crowds if none at all/. I actually had no intention of coming to a tavern, I just zoned out and found myself at the door. If it weren't for the odd murmuring I heard, I would have left. Though I come to find out it was you lounged on top of a table as if you had no care in the world."
Withdrawing his paw he stood there, crossing his arms in more of a comfort action than any, ,shifting his weight to another foot which was growing sore. He could understand why now some cats decided to mimic the humans and wear shoes.
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Post by Pyris | Renly Grimm on Jul 2, 2012 13:59:19 GMT -5
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Renly hopped off the table, swaying to her right slightly, almost bumping into the slaver a she did, hissing to herself softly. Shaking her head, The maine coon looked back to him as she hobbled towards the bar.
" I find myself doing things like that at points..., you in thinking on something? " the cat asked innocently, as she hopped gracefully along Avery's bar. " Would you like a drink?" Those green eyes reverted back to the tom's form, watching him with a small smile as she made her offer.
[Short]
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Post by (Icy) Norice on Jul 2, 2012 19:10:26 GMT -5
Taking a small step back, he watched Grimm go sit on the bar. "If you mean by thinking on how humans are smart wearing shoes, then yes."
Staring at the different kind of alcoholic beverages lining the wall, the bobtail cymric considered her offer before shrugging. If he refused, the she-cat might snap at him for being rude.
"I might as well since I am here, but wouldn't the owner be mad finding his stock has lessened?"
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Post by Pyris | Renly Grimm on Jul 2, 2012 20:03:36 GMT -5
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Renly looked at him with a smirk. "What Avery? Nahh He couldn't get mad at this face. Anyways Ill pay." The feline let her severed tail sway as she stood behind the bar, leaning on it, watching Norice with a amused expression.
"So what can I get you ?" The she-cat batted those green eyes playfully, the affects the alcohol beginning to fade just slightly. "I'd make a great bar-tender, whatcha think?"
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Post by (Icy) Norice on Jul 7, 2012 16:35:49 GMT -5
The tom's ears twitched slightly at the mention of the name Avery. He knew this tavern seemed familiar. So this was the frail's cat place, he almost found it humorous to find himself back here. "Pick something out for me please, I'm not too picky." Norice replied, letting his eyes move from the she-cat to gaze around the building, wondering where the sickly tom was.
'Probably asleep, given this time of night.' He thought to himself
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