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Sept 11, 2012 21:20:08 GMT -5
Post by theodora on Sept 11, 2012 21:20:08 GMT -5
Getting fat off the Empire, Sis?[/B] The voice was a familiar one, a constant reminder of either guilt or madness. Steph was long dead, but even now he taunted her, a clinging shadow amidst the brightly lit tavern she entered. Perhaps he had a point, the ashen feline mused, because it was through the Kingdom that her purse grew taut with coin. Of course, it was her paws stained with blood, her body aching with taxed muscles. It seemed an equal relationship, in Theo's opinion. A chime of glasses drew her back into the present. It was a quiet evening, despite the easy flow of inebriating beverages, the low hum of chatter pleasant to the she-cats ears. There was a faint memory of coming to richly endowed businesses like this as child, filled with music and luxury, delicious meals aplenty. Here's one for you, Mama, Daddy.. She dropped her sharp head down in a nod at one of the barmaids, gaining her attention with a level, liquid golden stare. "What can I get fer you Miss?" "Whiskey. Your best." Her voice was deep, raspy, a low purr. It was not the usual for a female, but Theo had nothing against being peculiar. Those in her circle were more likely to take a she-cat seriously if she didn't squeak her demands like a mouse. The barmaid gave a quick curtsy, then vanished to see to her drink. Theo took the time to sweep her surroundings, easing her paranoia. Perhaps she was wary overmuch, but more than once her gut had saved her life in a narrow scrape. A few wandering toms moved close to the table she now took a seat at, brows arched in curiosity. Theo could only respond with a grin soft as silk, gaze bright with amusement. She was comely enough, well preserved in her adulthood of four years. Theodora couldn't be called beautiful, but striking fit well. Her exotic features were angular and her body slender and dramatically lithe. She was tall, taller than most males of her species, but curved just enough to remain feminine. Still, her looks were the least of her worries. Those who wished to enjoy them could do so as much as they were inclined. "Whiskey, Miss." A smile as sharp as a blade flashed on the dark features of the cat as she took her glass, draining it swiftly in a single long swallow. Before the barmaid could make an escape she was laden down with the glass once more, Theo tapping the tabletop with a claw. "Another please, I'll take my time with the next." A soft chuckle, low, as the female disappeared again, leaving Theodora to her thoughts once more. The warm glow in her belly seeped to her bones and she felt herself slump just slightly, ears softening the alert rigidness they usually kept. Theo watched those around her, reveling in the merriment of their lives and wondered absently whether they were naive to those that struggled for a mere meal, or whether they just didn't care. And you serve them all... Shut up.[/sub][/color]
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Sept 11, 2012 21:38:52 GMT -5
Post by Owl-flight on Sept 11, 2012 21:38:52 GMT -5
Alys sighed and brushed the edge of her hood away from her vision. The coin that hung in front of her forehead swung in front of her vision for a few moments but she ignored it as she walked into the tavern. She was glad to finally be off work, the past couple of days had been rough, being one of the few cats able to reach the highest places that needed to be cleaned she had been climbing up and down furniture all day, dusting and polishing the most neglected places in the palace. She was sore from her neck to her toes and was glad to finally get the chance to sit down and have a drink. As Alys walked inside the coins on her scarf clicked together and sounded a bit like wind chimes, most of the time she enjoyed the sound, but right now it just annoyed her. She sat down not far from Theo and raised a paw to be served.
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Sept 11, 2012 21:45:12 GMT -5
Post by Howlkitty on Sept 11, 2012 21:45:12 GMT -5
Riven stepped inside the tavern, removing the hood from her eyes with a flick of her paw - there was usually no need to hide her face while in such a crowd of cats, especially the taverns. Making her way up to the bar, the sandy colored she-cat winked at the tavern-hand and placed an order of an ale.
As soon as she turned around, the wanderer scanned the area for familiar faces - and darn, she spotted none. But well, it was never bad meeting new felines was it? Thanking the tavern-hand for her ale with a slight smile, Riven started stepping forwards, looking for a place to sit down - and luckily, soon found a table with a single she-cat sitting there. "Greetings, would you oppose to the company of a lone wanderer?" She inquired with a smile, setting her ale on the table.
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Sept 11, 2012 21:58:51 GMT -5
Post by theodora on Sept 11, 2012 21:58:51 GMT -5
A voice broke through the distant murmurs of seperate conversation, dragging Theo up from her absent mulling of thought. Pyrite eyes brought into focus an elegant she-cat that stood before her politely, hesitating to take one of the seats at the table she sat at. The feline was not all the much shorter than she, something Theo appreciated in a cat. The felines pale gaze bore no ill will that Theo could name, and for this she was satisfied. "Not at all, sit will you?" A paw with claws sheathed gestured to the chair beside her, features remaining relaxed and collected. Theodora, despite her usual business, had no reason to hide whom she was. Nor did she lack the desire for company. Indeed, meeting a new cat was something that Theo wouldn't have minded doing more often. It would distract from the regular ghost of her brothers voice. A single ear twitched, and three golden hoops chimed rhythmically as she tilted back in her seat. The barmaid had returned now with her second whiskey, and she sipped it idly, openly studying her new companion. "No friends to meet here tonight, I assume? Theo smiled, proving that she too, had the same fate.[/color]
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Sept 11, 2012 22:06:02 GMT -5
Post by Owl-flight on Sept 11, 2012 22:06:02 GMT -5
Alys ordered some ale and sat back in her chair, holding it to her lips watching the tips of her whiskers dance on the top of she shinning liquid. She let the smell of it fill her nose and mouth for a moment before taking a sip. Even the small amount made her fur tingle, though it was probably just her body anticipating the rest of the class.
She rotated her ears back to tune into someones conversation, she got bored sitting in the tavern with nothing to focus on. Usually she would be searching for someone to taunt and start a fight, but she was to tired for that tonight. She found herself locked on 2 she-cats conversation. They both seemed to have come alone like herself, she wondered if they would mind her joining. Of course she wasn't very up to conversation, she would probably just be a bore, so she sat there, just listening, enjoying her ale.
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Sept 11, 2012 22:20:27 GMT -5
Post by Howlkitty on Sept 11, 2012 22:20:27 GMT -5
Riven thanked and took a seat next to the other she-cat - well, she seemed quite nice and polite, and the wanderer was for sure up for a chat or a longer conversation. Taking a small sip of her ale, the she-cat gave a nod as a response to her question.
"Nope, no familiar faces around today, unfortunately," the she-cat replied, scanning the tavern once again with her eyes - just a small habit of hers. And as she did, she met the eyes of another cat - she seemed to be sitting alone - but since the cat didn't seem like up for a conversation, Riven decided not to bother her unless she approached them. Turning back to the feline next to her, she smiled slightly. "The name's Riven by the way, Riven Lockwood," she spoke a short introduction.
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Sept 11, 2012 22:41:06 GMT -5
Post by theodora on Sept 11, 2012 22:41:06 GMT -5
As the fellow feline came to a rest she finished her drink with a purr of appreciation. Paw came to a rest on her own knee as she leaned forward with a slight curious tilt to her head. The name was not one she could place, but she dipped her crown in acknowledgement. "Pleasure, Riven Lockwood. Theodora. But please, Theo is fine." It was then that she noticed the way the light-furred cat stared off somewhere behind her, and with a twich of her ear she tilted back just enough to catch a glance of the fellow female. She ran a toe over one of her dark whiskers, bright eyes glittering as if entertained. "It seems we ladies are in particular need of stiff drinks tonight, hmm?" A chuckle followed, rippling like deep waters from her throat. Again her attention returned to Riven, arching her back and wincing at a particularly sore stripe of muscle. "I dreamed of this whiskey nearly all day."
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Sept 11, 2012 23:19:37 GMT -5
Post by Owl-flight on Sept 11, 2012 23:19:37 GMT -5
Alys twitched her ears and looked away as she made eye contact, she didn't want to seem like she was eves dropping, but as she looked away she lost track of the conversation and she wasn't sure who said "It seems we ladies are in particular need of stiff drinks tonight, hmm?" or who it was directed to. She sighed and leaned farther pack in her chair drinking more of her ale, swallowing 1/3 of the glass this time. Her focus began to haze as she stared at the cealing
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Sept 11, 2012 23:34:09 GMT -5
Post by Howlkitty on Sept 11, 2012 23:34:09 GMT -5
Riven noticed the feline from the other table turning away as soon as she made eye contact with her, and looked away as well, not wanting to seem like some kind of a creep or something. "Great to meet you, Theo," she grinned at the she-cat and took a sip or two from her ale, letting a small sigh escape as the cool liquid filled her body.
Jeez, how she loved just chilling in a tavern full of felines, sipping some ale and just talking to somebody after a long day of work - which was exactly her case right now. "Oh yeah, I've noticed," she smirked, "well, ladies of course deserve some of this as well," Riven gestured towards their glasses, soon finishing off the rest of her ale herself.
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Sept 11, 2012 23:50:25 GMT -5
Post by theodora on Sept 11, 2012 23:50:25 GMT -5
"I should think, more often than not, we she-cats deserve drinks all the more than males." With a snort she rested a paw underneath her cheek, tail coiling around her ankle like a loyal pet. Her smile was sardonic as she considered whom she spent most of her time with. Crooks and thieves, and mostly, yes, males. Her line of work was not for the squeamish. "It's a males world, and I've clawed my way to where I stand.So a drink is something I should think is owed to me." A quiet laugh and a shake of her head gave a chime of her earrings as she considered her own words. The world was not gentle to the tender of heart. Theodora knew full well of that. A paw shot in the air as she lazily waved for another drink from the barmaid. She was feeling warmer still, and the sensation was most pleasant.[/sub]
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Sept 11, 2012 23:59:24 GMT -5
Post by Owl-flight on Sept 11, 2012 23:59:24 GMT -5
Alys couldn't help but chuckle at the comment, she agreed, and wished she could have a chance to be something more than royal help. Something dangerous and free. Though she didn't let it bother her. She frowned as she realized her small laugh probably let them notice she was listening. She looked away but finally she let herself peek over to see if the were looking. She wasn't as worried about being noticed as offending them and starting a fight. It had happened before and it could easily happen again, no matter how relaxed they seemed to be.
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Sept 12, 2012 0:12:53 GMT -5
Post by Howlkitty on Sept 12, 2012 0:12:53 GMT -5
Riven laughed a little at Theo's comment. "You know, I think that's totally true," she replied with a grin on her face. Yes, she-cats, always so underestimated. Most of the males the wanderer met, little did they know she could as well kill them in an instant, being a freaking personal assassin of the Flame Dagger Thugs - but she was more clever than that, to go sharing such information. Plus she preferred to be a normal citizen - her old self outside of her job.
As the fellow she-cat gestured to the barmaid for another drink, she used a chance to order another ale herself.
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Sept 12, 2012 0:37:20 GMT -5
Post by theodora on Sept 12, 2012 0:37:20 GMT -5
The barmaid came swiftly this time, not a drop spilling over the glasses. She's catching on quickly. Theo mused. This would be the grey's final drink of the night. Although she was considered off duty, Theo very well knew that there wasn't really such a thing. It was best to keep her wits about her, and losing her self control would be no little matter if something was afoot. For now she took a small portion of whiskey in her mouth and held it there, rolling the liquid over her tongue before swallowing with a growl from the pleasure of its soft burn. The she-cat did not want to know who or what Riven was. Secrets were meant to be kept, in her opinion, and she had no desire to complicate her life with someone elses drama. So instead she would keep the conversation light. And without further ado she dropped her back paw to the ground, twisting her chair partially back so she could make out the fellow female sitting opposite them. "Join us, tonight, we girls unite." She smiled, teeth brilliant and white against her dark fur. It rhymed, but Theo wasn't much for poetry. Again she spoke, this time to both of those who accompanied her. "Tell me, your first experience of males telling you, you couldn't so something that you both knew you very well could do BETTER."
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Sept 12, 2012 20:58:54 GMT -5
Post by Owl-flight on Sept 12, 2012 20:58:54 GMT -5
Alys made eye contact with the cat, making sure it was talking to her. She hated responding to someone when the comment wasn't meant for her. Once she was sure she laughed <b>"nice rhyming"</b> she joked, and walked over to join them. As she sat her scarf chimed and she stopped to think about the question for a moment. <b> "hmm... probably my father telling my I couldn't climb on the roof but I don't think that counts, my name's Alys by the way."
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Sept 12, 2012 22:21:34 GMT -5
Post by Howlkitty on Sept 12, 2012 22:21:34 GMT -5
Thanking the tavern-hand for the ale, Riven took a sip and chuckled at Theo's comment. Nice rhyming indeed. Grinning widely at the cat joining their table, the sandy colored wanderer nodded a greeting. "Hey there, Alys, I'm Riven Lockwood," she voiced a short introduction.
Turning her attention back to Theo, she smirked - of course she'd had experience like that. When she was younger, she always used to compete with her brothers, and that taught her how to survive.
"I was once in this company of hunters, some acquaintances of my father," the wanderer started with the same smirk, "we did a bet and had a competition - who will catch the biggest amount of prey up in the forests of Rithengar. I won," Riven finished with a grin.
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