Sitting Alone....for Now.... (CLOSED)

[mysterykitten]

( Time of day : Night )

ORDER:

-Zahara
-Renly Grimm
-Avery


Thanking the tavern keeper as he handed her a glass of ale, she began to sip silently. Sitting alone at a table, she began her plans on what to do next...How many jobs should she take for tomorrow? 'Well,' she countered her own thoughts. 'I guess I should I just wait until tomorrow...I mean...I came here to relax, right?' Shaking her head, she took another sip of ale and watched the tavern scene around her. Heavy drinkers stumbling about with their ale glasses in hand and slurred words in mouth. Rolling her eyes, she turned back to her table, empty as usual. But at least being alone beats getting in trouble while drunk...

[Pyris | Renly Grimm]

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[atrb=background,http://i49.tinypic.com/23wtft2.jpg] There was a crash, and a few hoots of joy and amusement as there was a bit of gathering forming on the other side of the room. Mostly Toms stood in the circle, the late night bards and dancers stood at a distance, looking not to happy that their watchers were drawn away by a little competition going on between two cats. Useless violence and breaking of valuables to the tavern keep, who probably throw the trouble makers out when he found out. A cream colored she-cat stood in the center, Bow raised and arrow notched, aimed towards another glass mug that the intoxicated patrons seemed to line up for the two assumed hunters. "Alright Red, I get this next one you owe me a drink big boy~" The words rang from Renly's mouth, her breath rancid with the smell of alcohol. The tom with his beaten up long bow standing in a laid back pose beside her, though his face was painted with displeasure that the long time hunter was getting topped by a pretty slender she-cat who at first glance looked like she'd cry over a broken nail. Grimm inhaled deeply, shut on of those emerald colored eyes, and exhaled, letting the arrow fly as she did so. The crowd looked on in anticipation to see if the deadly instrument would hit its target but sadly there was a whistle , a thud, then lastly a growl of frustration. The assassin snorted, " You got Lucky Red, I tell you.. Pure luck." her voice rang with a hint of poor sportsmanship. "Ya ya ya, You spoiled fluffball, ya just don't like a loosin' Es et, and ya know et." Finally, Red would speak in return, a hearty laugh coming after his heavily accented words. Ren would turn then with a wink him, snickering softly, heading off to the bar to buy the two a drink.. though her gaze wondered over to the feline that sat a bit depressingly all alone, this she upped her brow at. All the other patrons seemed to be enjoying themselves, but this little female sat all by her lonesome, and whose job was that to fix it? Hers of course! "Aye Barkeep, give me two for myself and this lovely gentlemen, but I want one more. Spiced Rum, you know the deal.. Come on, lets see it then."

[falconkai]

((May I join this fine RP?))

Avery sniffed from his corner of the tavern. He usually didn't leave his own Tavern as traveling was a bit of a chore now that Althaia had splinted his broken leg. Sighing he waved one of the tavern hands, a scrawny youngling, over to order a drink. Sighing he wriggled his splinted leg under the table, a small stab of pain making him wince, before looking up to watch the busy tavern.

But his pale eyes widened as an arrow, with blue and green fletching zipped past his nose. An arrow he had made, looking up he scoured the crowd trying to spot Renly, before spotting her at the bar. Raising a boney paw to wave.

[mysterykitten]

(sure thing!~ )

Taking another swig of ale, Zahara continued to watch the drunks with amusement, all seeming to be participating in their own little drinking games. One she found interesting, one with arrow shooting. As she watched the game, the assassin observed that the challenging archer had missed the mark, and now went to the bar to get drinks for them.

Letting out a sigh, the she-cat rubbed her neck with a paw. She had spent nearly all day hiding in a tight spot waiting to get the cat she was hired to kill. But it was worth it, the job paid well.

[Pyris | Renly Grimm]

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[atrb=background,http://i49.tinypic.com/23wtft2.jpg] The drinks were severed fairly quickly , and the 'Archer' tipped the bar keep generously, turning as she grabbed the extra drink, winking to Red before letting her eyes wonder over the crowded tavern. One patron in particular caught her eye first as she made her way towards the lonely female in the back, a smile creeping across her maul. "Avery~" she called over to him as finally Renly reached Zahara's table, setting the drink infront of her then proceeding to blow the pale tom cat a kiss with the freed hand. "Well you looked lonely, so I bought you a drink and came to say hi, Names Renly Grimm , stranger.. What brings you to this part of the city?" The maine coon reverted her attention to the other assassin, though she knew not of her occupation. Ren kept her tone joyful and happy as she spoke her introduction, kinda expecting a good one in return, and the acceptation of her gift.

[falconkai]

Avery grinned from his seat. Standing on his splinted leg to hobble across the tavern floor and sit with the two she-cats. "I hope you ladies don't mind if I sit with you." He quipped offering a wink, "but if it terribly offends you I'll buy you a round." He stated, crooked tail thumping lightly against the tavern floor.

Before leaning his back into his chair, feeling a small crick of pain vanish as he sat, closing his eyes, his ears flicking up as he began to listen to the lute playing in the background and the loud bustle of the inn crowd.

[mysterykitten]

"Why, thank you." Zahara said in response to the drink that was bought for her. "My name's Zahara, I usually come 'round here to kind of relax after a tough day working, y'know?" After finishing the sentence, the assassin looked to Avery, "Oh sure, sit! They always say 'the more the merrier,' eh?" The she-cat meowed to him, grinning at the tom.

'Well,' she thought to herself. 'It looks like I'm not so alone anymore!'

[Pyris | Renly Grimm]

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[atrb=background,http://i49.tinypic.com/23wtft2.jpg] Renly smiled, glad that the feline had accepted her introduction and gift, making it even happier when she saw the other she-cat smile.It wouldn't be long before Avery found his way at their table, hobbling over there with his poor leg. The assumed huntress looked towards him with a soft smile, shaking her head at his words. "Oh yeah, I'm horribly offended by that handsome face. I think you'll have to serve me a few more drinks before its distorted and undesirable." Grimm gave a hearty laugh, looking towards Zahara after her sarcasm. "A pleasure Zahara, and I know what you mean, a nice cup of spiced rum after a hard day's work is always great." The slender feline slipped into a chair in between the two cats. "So I'm hoping everyone is fairing well?" she brought her glass to her lips, taking a nice swig after her question directed at her company. "Other then your poor leg Ave."