Imprints in Stone [AU]

[Bethany]

Bethany slants her gaze towards Carver rather pointedly. "Being desperate and trusting Carver," she says after a moment.

[Carver Amell]

"She's not joining," says Carver firmly. "If I have to pay her way I will." 

[Bethany]

"I can cook, if you provide the food. And I can do basic repairs in your clothes if you want," Bethany offers, glancing around the place with an slightly disdainful look. "And perhaps do a spot... a lot of spots... of cleaning?"

[NPCs]

"Wouldn't mind having something we don't have to buy or steal that ain't half-raw or half-burnt," the merikos gnome comments idly. "Steve, you wanna stop sniffing at the girl and finish this hand or are you folding?"

The human tosses a dark look at his friend but takes his seat to keep playing. "Yeah, sure. Long as she understands whadda happen if she decides she's so much better than us that she snitches."

[GamesMaster]

"No," says Miki, aghast. "Lady is honor, yah? All shiny-shiny. No snitches."

"Lady is <cat>the mouse that turns out to be a puppy</cat> mayhap," replies Niko in a low voice.

Miki's fur bristles. "Take-back!" he demands.

Niko narrows his eyes. "You <cat>rubbing your chin on her</cat>, then?"

"Mayhap!"

"Fine. <cat>Mouse</cat> is Miki's." Miki looks smug for a moment before Niko adds, slyly, "Ari is Niko's."

[NPCs]

"Tch. <cat>Like a clean... rabbit like her would want a cat," Steve scoffs, then curses ripely as Djon soundly trounces him on the hand. "Rabbits are afraid of claws, she'll want something... smoother." He smirks at Miki. In common, he adds, "either of you play? Standard grace rules, ha'copper ante. You can wager up favors if you ain't got the coin."

[Carver Amell]

Carver frowns. "Don't know how. I'll watch." I don't like the way those boys are looking at my sister.

[NPCs]

"Only got the one seat but if you want-" Steve begins, winking at Bethany.

[Bethany]

"I'd rather starve," Bethany interrupts in a voice like ice. Ugh. I've never been so glad that I like girls than I am today. Steve looks a lot like the boys other girls giggled over... I'd hate myself if I was interested in him.

[Carver Amell]

Carver steps forward, hand going to his knife. "Try it," he growls.

[GamesMaster]

Miki narrows his eyes. "Wanna scrap?" he threatens. 

[NPCs]

"You two get up to scrap, Niko and I get to split your holdings," Djon says lazily.

Steve hesitates, glancing at the double handful of coins in front of him. "Just making a bit of joke, relax. Gonna need to tough that skin of yours if you plan on living street for a bit," he finally says lightly.

[Bethany]

"Maybe we should just go," Bethany says softly in dwarven.

[Carver Amell]

"Just for tonight," Carver replies in the same tongue.

[GamesMaster]

It's that precise moment when she enters. The new catfolk looks fairly similar to Don, but where he's got a dark tan coat with clear bands and spots, she's a more traditional tabby. The other differences are more major: she's taller, her similar lean lanky build showing less musculature than her brother and more fat. Particularly in certain areas. Two of them. On her chest. Barely fitting into her tight fitting top. Hello, ladies.

She walks with a bounce in her step, one that threatens to disturb her mid-thigh skirt to perilous degrees. Her feet sport, rather than cheap sandals like the boys, a pair of knee-high tan boots, complete with a bit of chunky heel. On one wrist she wears three cheap, glittery bracelets, and around her throat is a cat collar with a (fake, not that they can tell) ruby in place of a tag. She's chewing something as she enters, though as she pauses to look around, they can tell what it is by the bubble she blows.

When it pops, she asks, "Who're the new fish?"