RP:Nobody Likes a Smelly Hobo

Summary: Irenic and Meri get a first taste of Sidd and his antics,

07/27/2017

Red Ogre Inn

Meri was within plain sight, having found a seat at one of the marble tables nearest to the bar area. Why? So she can have an easier time flagging down those serving the Inn's guests, pestering them for more whiskey....which is about the norm for Meri. The woman likes her whiskey. Which is what she is doing right now, trying to get the attention of one of the serving girls...Except that girl is too busy trying to get the attention of a couple that is ignoring her at present because they are having a small rant about witches and how horrible they are. So the serving girl is staring at the couple trying to get them to focus on her with the customary lines of 'ready to order?' and eventually 'would you like more time to decide?' Except, nope, at the prospect of the serving girl moving on her way to continue work they decide to order. And the man ranting about witches and their wickedness to his wife has a million questions the menu. It would probably be faster if Meri just got up and walked to the bar herself at this point, it is not as though it were more than a couple steps away.

Irenic was laying low in a way, or trying to, in a rather ill lit corner of the bar area. A rather pretty little dame was perched on his lap giggling and laughing while he was seated in a corner chair drinking from a silver flask. The lady was trying to lift up his leather eye patch and see what was under it, but he had pulled his head away from such intrusion. A hand smooths up the back of her dress over the fabric until he was caressing the bare skin between the swoop back of the dress and her shoulder blades just before pulling her in to whisper in her ear. Such action caused him to miss Meri altogether however long ago she entered, but it wouldn't be hard to miss him since the woman that was on his lap stands up before rearing her open hand back and the landing a loud ‘slap!’ across his cheek. “I should find one of those witches to curse you!” His head has been spun looking away from her due to the trajectory of her assault of his face. Correcting his posture back onto his chair while slumping down and clunking one booted foot atop the table top he began smirking. His hand slips into his pocket while the other still poured liquor from his flask down his throat.

Sidd makes his entrance. An entrance so grand it would rival the most majestic of kings! Yeah right. No, his real entrance was hasty and panicked, the door flying open with a pretty loud thud. This customer wasn't like the usuals. He looked like hot garbage on a summer's day, with unkempt shaggy brown hair that was in need of a wash and a trim, complete with matching beard. His clothes were tattered and worn, covered in what one would hope were dirt. It was assumed he would smell as bad as he looked... which wasn't far off from your typical 'end is nigh' sign carrying hobo. A quick glance around the room and the ragged man points at a passing woman, one he would hope was a waitress~ she did look the part. "You there! Tell me you have booze!"

Meri was within plain sight! Drinking whiskey, staring a waitress down, so yes! She has been here long enough to want a refill but evidently did not see fit to try and join Irenic to ruin any moments he...well clearly he was not having any pleasant moments with the woman that was in his lap. Still she was in plain sight, and if he noticed her not was an unknown variable. What is known is that he turns and begins to drink by his lonesome. Meri is not so quick to jump up and join Irenic at his table, she wouldn't want company after being popped frankly, so there is hesitation. Before Meri can make a decision either way, Sidd is making his way into the establishment and making a bit of a scene. He was not pointing at the waitress but some random customer (not Meri). It happens to be the woman that just slapped Irenic in fact. It just is not her day. First Irenic gives her cause to slap him and now she has to deal with garbage hobo man? Ugh. Needless to say she sighs a most dramatic and exasperated sigh. Meri? For the moment she is just going to watch on and drink her whiskey, what an interesting day at the Red Ogre Inn. That and she was concerned that if she moved too much she might draw Sidd's attention. No, hobo, no.

Irenic always smells nice no matter what, it was that popular Avian trait that he actually usually forgets about. No wings, but smells nice and a tattooed arm raises to push the hair back across the top of his head just before his head tilts back to drink down the rest of his liquor in his flask. Damn it all that it's empty and an audible sigh means he really doesn't want to get up and go over to the bar not with that smelly guy over there. The waitress makes an excuse to serve Irenic, passing Meri by and a sort of fake sweet voice she says to meri, “be with you in just a moment darlin’.” Irenic fakes a charming smile up to the waitress and even adds a wink with his good eye, the chilling silver one. She blushes, ignoring the foot on her table top, and takes his flask before giggling while making her way to put in the Avians order. His cheek was slowly growing a pink hue in the shape of a hand and he slipped an herbal cigarette from his pocket before lighting it at the table’s candle. There were too many people here to notice Meri at this point because it's been really busting since the whole ‘bad witches’ gossip humming about the town.

Sidd 's nostrils flare and his hands lift with a light shake as he openly mimics the protesting sounds coming out of the woman he had accosted with his surprise vocalization. "Hurrdurr take a bath you cretin!" When she passed, he made a rather silly, and most definitely, mocking face behind her back. It was a wonder he didn't just get tossed out on his ass right then and there. Sidd looked over at the counter, where the server was doing his best to not acknowledge the unseemly visitor. Plan B it was! From patron to patron he glanced, checking out what they were snacking on or drinking, trying to figure out for himself if he would have any luck. He spied Irenic first, handing off his flask to the waitress, but it was Meri's noticeable sigh that had him putting a bit of effort into moving his legs in her direction. "YO. You. Lady person. I will give you a hundred gold for whatever you're drinking. As long as you like, don't got some nasty ass flu or something." He was a total charmer.

Meri tries to not LOL at Sidd, who does not look like he has a hundred gold on him. Not for one split second. That's fine, at this point Meri is annoyed that the waitress has decided to go and serve someone frakkin' else, as if Meri has not always tipped her generously in the past. WELL. See if that will continue, and see if the blonde does not have a bit of a spiteful moment, trying to ruin the servers night who would rather get her flirt on than give Meri whiskey. Whiskey is important. Come on. But no, the waitress wants to 'serve' Irenic (AKA chat it up), probably being all sympathetic about the slap heard cross the Inn. How will Meri get her revenge? Easy. "Buy you a bottle of whatever you want," from the bar, that she was going to walk to...like right now. Look, she is getting up from her seat. Right now. "And give you one hundred gold, if you go harass the waitress some." She points to the waitress, and thus Irenic indirectly. "Try not to give the guy too much trouble though. He's alright." And probably inclined to give Sidd as much trouble right back.

Irenic finally noticed this Meri due to this hobo looking person with a smirk growing on his scarred lips once more. This ought to be interesting, but he knows Meri could easily handle herself and puffs deeply from his hand rolled cigarette. His boot slid off the tabletop and he leaned his elbows upon the wood instead just as another pair of intruders tried to occupy the couple seats at his table, they get a scowl. The waitress was back in record time with his whisky and yeah there was some more flirty banter, but wait… Something wrong is happening, he's being pointed at and he heard what Meri said thanks to those excellent hearing pointed ears. “Merde…” He hatches a plan quickly and motions to the strangers at the table, “these are my best friends, that one is about to get married. Their first round is on me.” With this distraction with the waitress and the two people now grown to a group, he was able to slink away. He puffed his cigarette once more next to Meri now and waving his flask before her, “want a sip?” He dangles the cigarette between his lips, pops the twist top open but wipes the mouth of the flask with his shirt. “I got cooties.” And then offers her the drink.

Sidd 's face lights up like a Christmas tree! "Serious?! Aw yeah! Hero up in here! Rum. Whiskey. Vodka. I don't care, as long as it's strong." It's been a while since he's had anything to drink, a definite lightweight. The scruffy human looks over at Irenic and the waitress that was so happy to be hitting on the obviously handsome fellow. "My time to shine." As Irenic makes a quick getaway, Sidd shoots the guy a quick wink and finger-gun, quickly sliding up next to the waitress with a sly grin. "What has two thumbs and gives free mustache rides?" Two thumbs are aimed as his chest as he quickly answers his own question. "This guy." Suddenly, Sidd cocks his leg and passes wind in the general direction of the now seated strangers, his attention still fixated on the pretty woman. "So, what do ya say? Can I put my pinky in your butt?" That was that. The waitress looks thoroughly offended and storms off toward the employees area as fast as she could. Without missing a beat, he turns to the seated strangers and says, "Women, amirite?" Feeling like it was mission accomplished, Sidd returns to Meri and the now situated Irenic with a grin. "We good?"

Meri alas, she is not one of the seated strangers. She has a promise to make good on but she won't fully depart from the table until she has a chance to flash Irenic a grin. It would be to the bar, a bottle of whiskey purchased for herself and a bottle of rum for Sidd, since it was the first booze he actually listed off. Meri would return to the table, but it would not be to stay and make idle chatter. The bottle of rum is set center table along with a handful of coinage for Sidd. To Irenic, "Naw, it looks like I am set, Irenic. Thanks" A brief look is cast toward the rooms of the Inn in half contemplation, or perhaps she was expecting someone waltz down the hall that leads to the rooms. No one appears. "Anyway, boys. I would love to stay and chat but I'm going to be on my way and call it a night." There would be no change for objections and Meri would not linger around for goodbyes. A salute would be given and then out the door she would go.

Meri exited to the east.

Irenic chuckles a safe distance at Meri’s table and when Sidd joined back up he watched as Meri gives the hobo his earnings. He slips Sidd a golden necklace with a ruby teardrop jewel to which would match the woman’s attire who slapped him earlier. He was able to lift it from her when he had her distracted by his own charms. “The rooms here have their own bath tub. Buy a room with that gold and sell that necklace in another town.” He straightens his black tie back up, “it was a true pleasure smelling you.” A smirk at his own sarcasm, “I’m going to get one of those rooms myself.” A glance to the woman he offended earlier with a wink and made his way on over to the stairs leading up to the rooms.

Sidd was barely paying attention when Meri made off, that sweet, sweet alcohol calling his name. "What? Really? Man, the people here are saints!" he replied. "Thanks, stranger, will do! Suppose I look like a pile of crap. No idea how long I've been wandering." Two fingers are offer in salute to Irenic. "Until next we meet, cap'n. Don't do anything I wouldn't do!" Which in Sidd's mind, wasn't a whole hell of a lot. The hobo leaned back in his chair and admired the piece of jewellery, bottle lifted to his mouth as he took a moment to relax.

~FIN