IT'S CL-OVER

[wooliefrand]

Who: Clover (and friends??)
What: What indeed
When: TBD

[GATHER AT THE FOUNTAIN ONCE YOUR PREPS ARE MADE AND TO BE SENT SOMEWHERE YOU'VE BEEN]

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Re: 3 - UNDER CREW

[failsaver]

[ he's on the other side of the room by now! also slaps a hand over his bell, shooting a glance at Hannya. but he doesn't make his way over yet.

instead, he scans the room, looking for anything resembling a MAP or a RUNE. anything he can gamble for, or commit to memory?

alternatively - is there anyone looking particularly impoverished, or desperate for clothing? ]

Re: 3 - UNDER CREW

[wooliefrand]

[no maps or runes! This is a place of FUN(?) and relaxation! Ignore how some scramble for their winnings!! Non-meat food seems to be the most popular currency, though no fruits outside of berries are seen, but he might pick up an argument or two with some folks haggling--swearing they'll find a 'holy item' or some silver if the dealer gives them a higher payout. He's free to try and gamble too, if he's got anything on him worth their while.

Back at the bar, the mystery man lets out a snort, pulling down the hood on his face. He's a furry too, but more humanoid, with only his fuzzy white face showing.]

This seat's taken, get lost.

Re: 3 - UNDER CREW

[doggonemad]

After the hell I've been through? Ain't fuckin' happenin'.

[ he does briefly look over his shoulder to make eye contact with Nue and give him a brief raise of an eyebrow — one that says think this is our guy, don't let him slip away — before looking back with a shrug. ]

'Sides, I bet the alcohol here's shit anyway.

Re: 3 - UNDER CREW

[throughbamboo]

[there's the faintest nod in response before Nue slowly begins to circle back so he can be a little closer]

Re: 3 - UNDER CREW

[wooliefrand]

[ARE YALL TRYIN' TO MUSCLE HIM....gangsters!! He scowls, head down but very clearly trying to find an out.]

These days everything's shit.

Just like yer disguise. You ain't no wolf.

Re: 3 - UNDER CREW

[doggonemad]

Ain't like I asked fer this. But hey, yanno who I am.

[ He leans forward, resting his elbow on the counter and chin on his hand as he peers over at the mystery man. ]

See, it's like this. There's a lil' girl I know. Cute as a button, she'd warm even yer sorry-ass heart. She's been through a lot, too — saw her mama die real young an' everythin'. She told me two things she wanted, though, an' I promised, crossed my heart an' hoped ta beat the shit outta anyone who tried ta make a liar outta me, that I'd help.

She wanted to find this guy. Ain't just any guy, no, no. He's got a lotta significance to us. I don't think I need ta tell ya who "us" are. Girl's been dyin' ta meet this guy, an' I ain't about ta make her cry.

Re: 3 - UNDER CREW

[wooliefrand]

Hmph. Not my problem. Out here, I don't got no flock. A cryin' kid's a lime a dozen.

[he gets another shot glass, and downs that, throwin' them some side eye. He's got one hell of a scar on his eye.]

Re: 3 - UNDER CREW

[doggonemad]

[ shifts to meet his gaze, eyepatch probably real prominent now. ]

I'm makin' it yer problem. It's time ta stop runnin', pal. What're ya so afraid of?

Re: 3 - UNDER CREW

[wooliefrand]

[a growl and straightens up, jabbing a finger at his chest]

That ain't none of your business! You may smell like that place but my memory ain't THAT fuzzy! Who the hell are you? There's no way that flock is still around. . .!

Re: 3 - UNDER CREW

[doggonemad]

[ snarls a bit, leaning in and angling his body so only the stranger can see when he tugs the neck of his hoodie down a bit, showing his collar. ]

Read it an' weep, buttball.

Re: 3 - UNDER CREW

[wooliefrand]

Wha--

[his eyes go wide and his hood falls. He's some sort of furry, but it's hard to tell, though one of his eyes look like it got gashed all nasty like. And despite the fur, he's going pale.


But that doesn't stop him from tossing the shot glass at him and trying to make a break for it!!]

Re: 3 - UNDER CREW

[doggonemad]

[ WOW. the glass barely misses his head and he laughs. ]

Yer up, bro.

Re: 3 - UNDER CREW

[throughbamboo]

[he runs right into Nue, he stops him with a hand to his chest, followed by him grabbing his shirt.

He leans down and rumbles out]

Sit yer ass back down or I make ya.

Re: 3 - UNDER CREW

[failsaver]

[ while Hannya's handling the mysterious furry over ---> there, Narrah approaches one of the gambling stations, hood up and hand still over his collar bell.

pulls out the wolf-bell piece from his jacket. he was only able to take a book-sized slab with him into the sewer, but it's the shiniest thing he has on him! he clears his throat. ]

Oi, this worth anythin'?

Re: 3 - UNDER CREW

[wooliefrand]

[the dealers look up, surprised. One wolf leans in, appraising it.]

It's not silver, but it looks like good material! Where'd you dig that up. . .? It looks for familiar.

[the other waves a paw, tossing over some dice.]

Hey, we won't look over a big prize like that! Care to try your luck? Win and we'll trade ya a whole sack of potatos!

Re: 3 - UNDER CREW

[failsaver]

[ he covers his mouth, as if embarrassed. ]

Actually, I was wonderin' if you guys could tell me that. Truth is, I'm lost. Have been for a while... ever since I woke up, my memories ain't been the same.

Some old guy gave this to me for solvin' a riddle. Said I had "potential", whatever that means. That if I could follow this thing to the source, I'd find what I was lookin' for.

Sounds stupid, I know. Some fairytale bullshit. But you know the drill. "Only take as many winnings as you need." Potatoes are great and all, but I ain't starvin' right now. Wouldn't be right. I just need the answer to this mystery.

So how about: if I win, you guys tell me where this thing came from?

Re: 3 - UNDER CREW

[wooliefrand]

[the wolves look at each other, confused, and then shrugs.]

Sounds like you ought to get a mask. . .

But sure, let's have a go. Sometimes you just need to blow off steam to clear your head. Alright newbie, place your bet! What's your roll gonna be?

1/2

[failsaver]

[ with a confidence he doesn't feel at all: ]

Seven.

Re: 3 - UNDER CREW

[failsaver]

[ lmao ]

1/2

[wooliefrand]

[the wolves LAUGH]

Sorry, newbie, looks like luck isn't on your side--

Re: 3 - UNDER CREW

[wooliefrand]

[before they can finish that, the dice. . .shake?

And flip. They read seven now.

The wolves freeze up.]


What. . .what in the world. . .?

Loaded dice???

No, those are ours, so. . .

What did you DO?!

Re: 3 - UNDER CREW

[failsaver]

Haha. No idea.

[ no risk no reward no risk no reward no risk no reward ]

... Well. The old man did used to joke that I could be that guy's bastard. Right age. Right "aura". Right unfettered potential.

[ so, that slab of wolf-bell? pieces of it telekinetically break away, leaving it in the shape of a generic wolf mask. it's not exactly fine art, but the shape should be close enough to what he's seen so far! ]

Dunno what any of that means, though. Like I said. I'm lost.

Re: 3 - UNDER CREW

[wooliefrand]

[that's some WITCH SHIT, the wolves immediately start backing up]

The--the metal! It's made from holy material isn't it?!

Yeah, probably the Deer! But it shouldn't do THAT!

[They raise their guns. RUH ROH]

Who are you?! A demon agent? Quick, get security!

Re: 3 - UNDER CREW

[failsaver]

[ he sighs. ]

I told you. I'm lost. [ ... ] If I wanted to hurt you guys, I would have, you know?

[ attempts to teleport both guns over to his empty hand ]

Re: 3 - UNDER CREW

[wooliefrand]

[lord

HE GETS, TWO STANDARD SECURITY GUNS....

ONE BRINGS OUT A WALKY TALKY!!1]

We need backup! It's a Code Green!!