Slacking Responsibility (Open)

[Mysteria]

That blasted King thinking he can just shrink in his responsibilities and dump everything on her on last minutes notice. The nerve of some of the royals especially the Noru family. Mysteria scoff, making her way down through the cramped quarters of the third district. She could even see the gallows just little ways ahead. Her figure cloaked by a heavy maroon hooded cloth. The rest of her attire concealed under the dark fabric. With such bothersome things buzzing about the advisor just felt that it was 'even' to skimp out on her duties this night as well.

The Third District was perfect for that! Commoners and Fate'd folk hardly knew her face to go along with her status. Of course if she announced herself as Mysteria the king's Advisor then of course her cover would be blown. So for just today, Mysteria would not be her normal serious mundane self. She would be Melania.....

The Gallow's Inn was just in eye sight as Mysteria made her way down the street. A smile curled on her lips the moment she made it to the Inn and stepped through the wooden doors that lead inside the large building. Once inside she was greeted by the warm welcomes of the Moon Temple maiden that would volunteer. Not like most of the maiden's that live within the Moon Temple, these were more accustomed and fit for the rough and rowdy life of the Third District drunks or shenanigans. Which made the sorceress more comfortable with the idea of sitting down at a empty round table.

Her hands removing the buckles of the cloak and to let it fall back on the chair. ' Welcome, how may I serve you? ' A maiden approached the table asking Mysteria for her order.

" A full glass of wild berry wine and a loaf of bread if you will." Mysteria smiled, adjusting herself to where she would be more comfortable with in her chair. before long a large brass wine jug with a mug was brought to the table along with a loaf of fresh baked herbed bread. Mysteria smiled, watching the maiden pour her first cup and setting it down in front of her. That and she had done a marvious job at setting the table with what little she ordered.

" I will like to open up a tab as well. So don't stray too far darling." Mysteria smiled, picking up her cup and taking a small sip to savor the flavor of the wine. It wasn't flavorful like the rich expensive wine like in the First or Second District. Either way, it would do the trick of what she wanted. So the first cup went up and the rest of the wine in her cup was gone before even the Inn maiden had fully walked away.

" Cheers." Mysteria smiled smirked for sure no one would truly recongize her with the way she was dressed. After all it was a long maroon skirt with a black corset vest and rather loose and baggy long sleeve cream color silk shirt.

[Claire]

Claire was already drinking when Mysteria walked in. After that last… incident at the Bloody Mary she had steered clear. Best not to run into that pain in the ass mage again and whatever trouble he brought with him. Third district was more her type of trouble and the ladies here were nice enough. There was even an option to bathe if she wanted to stay the night, which was becoming more and more frequent as of late. She was halfway through her ale when the woman entered and her eyebrows raised sharply when she saw her.

Well. That was certainly something you didn’t see every day down here. The beautiful woman was already attracting stares once she walked in and Claire was right there with them. She tilted her head at the woman thoughtfully before tipping back her mug to finish off the watery ale. She placed the mug back down and got up from her seat, turning on the heel of her boot and walking over to the beautiful woman’s table.

Claire pulled back a chair beside her and sat down in it, leaning back in the chair and looking at Mysteria with an appraising glance, rubbing her jaw with her hand. “Pretend to know me.” her voice was heavier with her accent due to the drink, but it wasn’t enough to impair her judgement. Just enough to ensure that she’d be in a good mood. “These men have not seen a woman as beautiful as you. Pretend we are friends.”

Claire smiled easily and crossed her legs, tilting her head at the beautiful woman. She pushed her dark hair back away from her face, tapping her chin again with the same easy smile. “What brings you here?”

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Aria yawned; stretching her hands over her head. Her large blue green eyes were half lidded but busy as she scanned her entire area as was habit. The girl didn’t look out of place amongst the other commoners. Her clothes were a common wool spun off white skirt that stopped just above her ankles. A long womans fawn brown tunic also went over the skirt and ended just above her ankles as well. The tunic hung loosely off her figure, a small thin brown belt cinched it at the waist. But the folds of material still hung over the belt loosely; which was fine by her for it hid the daggers that she had strapped to her person quite nicely. The loose bell like sleeves also did their purpose of hiding the daggers that were strapped to her wrists as well. Her five daggers were evenly spread out across her body, in easy to reach places if she needed them. She also had a set of lock picks on her person as well. But looking at her you’d think she didn’t carry a weapon at all. Around her shoulders a wool shawl was tucked around her nicely; it kept at least some of the cold out. Her feet were also covered in a set of warm wool lined boots; not of the best quality but they certainly did the job.

Aria had only one thing on her mind; to get a warm meal….she had the coin she got still from when she entered this timeline. Along with some extra she had earned doing odd jobs. Seeing how she slept outside more often than not she could afford a warm meal every now and then. Plus one could tolerate mice for only so long, even if one was an owl.

Aria wondered if the Deadmans Tavern was present in this nova; back in her time it had been the location of her first job. Owner was a big fellow…with a strong devotion for Ai to the point he had a shrine in the basement just for her….He was a nice man; he was the one to give her Briar when the brute would have been sold for meat…She worked in his stables for him; got room and board…and enough to feed Briar. She realized now a lot of that had to be charity on the old man’s part. She never did get to thank him enough; only make a deal that the mice would stay out of his stores. Aria turned down the path which would roughly take her to the location where the Deadmans Tavern would have been if it had magically moved to find a home in a different city which had a similar layout to this ones. The sight of the gallows was the view the greeted her. Aria involuntarily shivered at the thought; she never understood why people treated hangings like parties. To her they gave her the shivers. She pulled her eyes away from the site and looked around. A grin let up her face as she spotted the Gallows Inn, food was not that far off.

Aria walked into the Tavern and took a deep breath. She could smell the food; it made her stomach growl loudly, protesting the food rationing she had been doing since she arrived. Along with the food two other familiar scents reached her nose made sensitive by habit. Her eyes scanned the room before she spotted the one who tried to cage her, and the time witch. Aria grinned and sauntered on over plopping down with the two woman like she belonged there.

”Hello Mother, hello Melania, lovely evening. Allow me to take advantage of your table, it’s always more fun to dine in a group anyhow.”

[Rivers]

"...and with that the Faith daughter of Kitty Dawn Bringer brought the previously unheard music of rock to the mysterious lands to the west." A sonorous voice explains, wrapping up the a story from a far off land. Rivers sat at a table telling a tale to a small crowd whom had gathered their. he had managed to get something that resembled a guitar and performed earlier and now he was telling the Tale of Shade, "The Punk Rock Bard" who had taught him the music. Many of the listeners clapped or cheered and Rivers got to his feet and gave a bow. He knew that many of the listeners dismissed the tale itself as simply entertaining fantasy, but that was fine with him, a bard's job was to entertain and to tell. Believing was up to the listener.

As he finish the story he drinks some watered down ale and pops some bread into his mouth. As he does he notices the table of lovely ladies in the corner, but upon closer inspection one of them looks familiar. He says his partings and gets up from his table, walking over to the others with half of a loaf of bread in his hand.

"Hello there ladies, may I jo-" he cuts off and his slumps his shoulders a bit when he notices the attractive red head was Aria. Ugh, she's just a kid, now I feel a bit shady. He scolds himself as he looks at the other residents of the table. "Oh, I remember you from the spring, a pleasure to make your acquaintance again." He greets with a bow.

Then he looks up at Meliana and nods a greeting. "It's been a while. Mind if I join?"

[Mysteria]

The wine was bland, but at least the sister hood of the Moon Maiden's didn't ever skimp out when it came to quantity over quality. Once the last drop of wine slid down her throat, she lowered the glass and opened her eyes to see that she was no longer alone. A tan skinned woman had approached her and started requesting that she knew her? Strange, but once a quick scan was done around the room. Mysteria started to realize that maybe even still she was a little out of place in a environment such as this. What a bother... Mysteria sighed, remaining quiet even as the woman sat down and repeated herself once again like a parrot.

With a flick of her wrist, Mysteira held out her hand out in front of her with only her index pointed upwards in a gesture of 'wait a minute'. Mysteria then began to pour herself another full glass of wine, her finger still held up as she threw her head and glass back to chug what she had poured for herself. Once the cup was empty did Mysteria place both her hands back down on the table.

" You're late... I've already had to start by my lonesome now what is the fun in that? " Mysteria smirked, going along with this strangers plan. Her legs crossed as she looked at her new 'drinking' partner. " Melania by the way." Mysteria interjected, before reaching over to grab the handle of the jug once more. Her eyes shifting over to now another body who had placed themselves at her table. However this face she knew an a small smile curled on her lips.
" Of course Aria, wave the waitress for a glass. I've already opened a tab." Mysteria chuckled, her presence more laid back than what she was normally like.

Mysteria poured yet another glass this time all the way to the rim of the cup. But before she could even get this glass to her lips it seemed that their bodacious bodies had already attracted a little fish. Her eyes locked on Rivers for a moment trying to recall if she had met this chap or not. His aura suggested that he was a Fate'd being, and his face did seem familiar. Then he spoke. So he was a flirt and his first cast was at Aria. What she had expected was for him to follow through with the flirting, but instead the moment he saw who the girl was, he stopped? Now that was odd and a little rude. A wide grin forming around the rim of the cup as she spoke between her teeth. " Go on now, finish your pick up line and then you may sit. It's bad juju to stop in mid sentence any way."

She motioned her left hand to gesture to all the ladies at the table while her other hand tipped back the cup and slowly took three gulps. This time though, she didn't finish her cup, instead she sat it back down with at least one good gulp amounts worth left.

[Claire]

Claire laughed as the beautiful woman threw back her head and drank deeply from the goblet. Looking to prove something, it seemed. "I was distracted." She grinned broadly, leaning back easily in her chair again.

"Melania." Claire repeated, her voice lilting. Before she could manage to introduce herself back, like a whirlwind the girl was here. The look of cheer immediately dropped from Claire's face as she looked over to Aria, eyebrow raised.

"Do not call me that. I do not care what you call me, but not that." She shook her head, plucking a goblet from the tray of a passing maiden. She tilted her head back towards Rivers, shrugging.

"Pleasure." Claire murmured into her drink, taking another long sip before turning back to Mysteria.

"You may call me what you wish. But here I am called Claire."

[Rivers]

As Claire seemed to give him a nod and a brief greeting he simply smiles to return it. He places his cup into his long brown coat, using a tunnel to store it into a small cache he had made to put things in during his free time. He prepares to make a flourishing bow, but he is suddenly caught off guard by Melania's comment about finishing his pickup line to Aria.

"I am sorry Lady Meliana, but I do not flirt with children." he says in a genuinely apologetic voice. The confusing part of this statement was there was no malice or insult to it, Rivers appeared to genuinely view Aria as a child. "That being said I have been told that there are men who are into that kind of thing, and for them I am sure no ruby would shine brighter than Lady Aria." He replies with a smile.

"That being said, I was drawn here by the sight of several beauties sitting here alone, I did not realize who you were. Though you are right that it is rude of me to not at least make a token pass in acknowledgement your divine grace." He says with an elaborate bow, paying the compliments the women were due. As he finishes he takes the seat he was offered and reaches back into his coat to extract the mug of ale, not a single drop having spilled and drinks some.

Despite his flirtatious words and actions Rivers maintains eye contact with both Meliana and Claire when talking or looking at them. After a moment stands slightly and removes his coat, using it to soften the seat and for lack of a place to put it.

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Aria perked up at the offer to grab a glass, she was just going to order a meal, however if drinks were on Melania or the crown then she was more than in to a little drinking to. She waived over the waitress and ordered a drink; along with a very modest bit of food. Aria laughed as Claire asked her to call her anything but mother.

”And deny a motherless thing like me someone to call mama? Nonsense”

She shot a wicked grin towards Claire. However her grin was soon redirected towards Rivers as he came over. As Melania directed him to finish his flirting, Aria looked up at him expectedly while batting her eyelashes. However it ended up in a full facetable as he mentioned he doesn’t flirt with children.

”Alas no matter how old I get I am always to be seen in perpetual childom; I just got finished complaining to Garrett about it.”

Her face looked up with horror as we went on to explain.

”Great….what your saying is I’m pedo bait….maybe I should thank Dante for burning half my face”

On that note she downed her drink and raised it for another round.

[Mysteria]

Such a rich melting pot of characteristics all piled up together around one table. Purple eyes darting back and forth between each person at the table. This should be a interesting group indeed to drink with. Melania thought reaching to pour herself another drink. The last bit of wine dripping out of the now empty wine jug. A spark seemed to flash within Mysteria's eyes. Her body tense as she shot her arm straight into the air and held it high above her head. " Yoo hoo! " She called out to a maiden, lifting the empty jug into the air with her other hand after flagging the young woman down.

Such slow waitresses, yet at least not dumb. Mysteria thought, her cheeks beginning to become a little pinkish. Her arms slumped back down to the table the moment a maiden brought another full pitcher. " Bring another one while you are at it dear. It's one of THOSE nights." Mysteria winked, shooing the girl away and returning to lock her gaze on Rivers as he talked. Such a flirt this one was. Of course it didn't interest her, but it fed into her vanity. A small grin curled on her now tipsy lips.

" You're a marvelous bard. However don't let that silver tongue of yours carry you away." Mysteria chuckled, taking another full-long sip of her wine. Her gaze trailing over to Aria and Claire with a sheepish smile. " Oh come now Aria, Stop taking offense. Drink! An your face looks lovely, it gives you character." Mysteria smiled, patting Aria on the top of her head while reaching over to attempt to pour another glass of wine.

[Claire]

Claire locked eye contact with Rivers when he did with her and simply drank straight. Poetry and flattery were not about to win her, especially when he was casting such a wide net. She finished off her goblet much faster than she intended, her throat burning from aftertaste.

She grasped the pitcher, pouring as Aria twittered on. She shot the girl another sharp look- a clear warning to knock it off. Words in her own language were murmured into the mug as she drank again. The gesture from Mysteria caught her eye, however.

"You know each other?" Claire asked, pointing to the two of them, back and forth. She sounded rather resigned at the fact- the girl seemed to know everyone.

As she leaned closer to Mysteria, the crystal around her neck felt strangely hot. Claire looked down at her chest and fished the pale stone from inside her shirt, rolling it between her fingers.

[Rivers]

As Aria insists on calling Claire, 'Mother' Rivers raises an eyebrow. "That's a strange nickname to give, I'm curious how you came to that nickname Boss." Rivers comments before sitting down and watching Mysteria take care of the last of the wine from the pitcher. As she calls for another one he reaches over and grabs the empty pitcher.

He closes one eye and looks into the pitcher then he finishes his ale, and creates a tunnel that connects the wine from a wine barrel in an upscale tavern halfway across town. Then he tilts it causing the tunnel in the barrel to also turn and resulting in wine pouring from the empty pitcher. Afterwards he puts it back into the center of the table and takes a drink of the wine. He licks his lips, looks like he got lucky, this was good wine.

He makes sure to cut off the tunnel if wine starts coming through without the pitcher being tilted. "Don't take it too hard boss, you have other good points, like your excellent taste in friends and companions." He says with a smirk and then takes another drink of wine. Though when Meliana mentions not to let his tongue carry him away he laughs. "Oh now, where's the fun in that? A little adventure and trouble add some spice to life."

"That being said, I rarely get a chance to speak with such a varied group, anyone got an interesting to tell to this simple bard?" He asks curiously, always interested in new tales, and Meliana and Claire were certainly individuals who seemed like they'd have good ones.

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Drinking was cut short at the ball. And now it was time to make up for that. Unfortunately, the third district was what was in Ilta’s price range, and didn’t compare much to the grand feast that she never really got a chance to enjoy. Damn that Sima distracting her with dancing and that assassin who put an end to everything. Ilta ends up going with an ale, which reminded her slightly of home. They grew barley back home. She wonders if the fields are there, just up north from here.

She’s slightly buzzed by the time she sees a group of people she knows. However, she bounces back and forth trying to decide whether to actually join them. They seemed to be having a decent time all on their own. She finishes her cup before actually walking over.

“I don’t have a story, but is there room for one more?” Ilta asks the group. If they declined, she could always go back to drinking alone and being somewhat homesick.

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A door would creek open and a blast of cold air would slip in as a cloaked individual walks in. Over this individuals shoulder was a traveling bag and was walking carefully. Some long stands of white hair would be spill out from the hood. With his free hand, Diamond pulls the hood off from his head and walks to the group and sees a table next to them. He takes the cloak off as well as two of his swords. Then sits down in the chair and turns to a barmaid that approached his table. "If you could be so kind fair lady for a bottle of well your best wine. Also something warm to eat, to stave off the cold. If you can please" he asked nicely. He had came to the Gallows Inn as he heard that the place had very decent rates for rooms. Since he stayed at a slightly more expensive area his first night there.

As he sat there though he could feel a strong magical presence of a crystal or two. His eyes shift around slightly as he realized it came from the table next to him. Diamond's violet eyes looked at Claire as she was rolling a crystal necklace. Then his eyes locked on to Aria as she had the bigger pressance. As the food and wine came over he thought over how to inject himself into the group. They did seem lively though and mentally shrugged in his head and picks his items he moves his chair over.

"You all seem like a animated group, mind if I pull up a chair? I would rather sit down with people then me being with me, myself, and I" he said winging the situation at hand. He then realized that another person seemed to want and join the group he was trying to get into.

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Aria poured herself another round; thinking perhaps she would be the lightweight of the group and just settle for two….after all she still slept outdoors. Probably would be a good idea not to get completely plastered. Although she was impressed at Melanias capacity to down them. Aria chuckled when Melania commented about her face looking lovely.

”You know you’re the second person to tell me it adds character…dunno if I like that or not”

If Aria noticed the look Claire gave her it did not show, however she did turn her attention to the older woman when she asked if she knew her. Aria nodded.

”I know her more then she knows me; long story, time line stuff….really if I explained you wouldn’t believe me again”

Then Rivers asked for how Claire got her nick name.

”Well mother here found me running around naked again…I licked her….and she decided I have to come home like a good little girl. She’s fairly concerned with the matter of shoes for my feet, but as mother can see I procured a pair”

She extended her feet and clicked her boots together with a grin. A harsh laugh came from her throat at the mention of friends and companions and her tastes.

”My friend was the one who did this to my face; however I concede I do have a few loyal friends whom I am truly blessed to have, ones of which I’m glad to have with me on this new adventure.”

Aria waved as Ilta came over; it seems this was turning into a party. Aria took a sip from her drink, this time nursing this one much slower. Then not a moment later another male decided to join there little nest of insanity. She tilted her head to the side, here was the first person in the group that she did not know….and he seemed oddly comfortable inserting himself into a large group. But Melania seemed to be paying so she would leave it up to her to accept the new comers.

[Mysteria]

Mysteria's brow raised when River's began to speak. Such a smoothy this one was, which brought a promising grin upon flawless skin. Her cheeks now a vibrant red hue that defiantly stood out against pale pigmented flesh and to the edge of her cheekbones began to transform into beautiful different size violet-blue scales.

She seemed more relaxed now, her eyes looking over each of the individuals that sat down at the table. Even now the numbers were growing as a young dragon-like woman approached and asked to join in on the scandal of drinking and making marry.

" Of course.. The more the merrier."

Mysteria smiled, her speech becoming just slightly more slurred; an her s's rolled on the tip of her tongue drawn out like a hiss at the end. Her gaze turning back to Rivers with a warm, rosy smile. " Oh the tells I have bard, you would not believe. Some of tragedy, some of romance, an ones that would simply break your heart. " Melania warmly spoke, her lips pressed once again when he suddenly pulled off a nifty little trick. The empty jug was full again? Oh how marviouls! Melania's eyes seemed to shimmer and her arms suddenly shot up strait into the air in a praising fashion.

" Oh my boy you simply must show me how you do that. You are always a guest at my table. " She laughed, putting her hands back down and taking part of this new wine. She filled the cup to the rim and lifted it to her nose, taking in the flavorful smell of the rich wine. This was the good stuff. Melania smiled, pressing the wine up against her lips and began to slowly sip. This she would not waste like the piss she had been consuming before.

Her gaze drifting over to Claire before placing the cup back down on the table; she had just caught the last bit of what Aria had said. " This girl is a Fate'd being… It is my duty after all to keep count of how many Fate'd have entered into Nova. " Melania blurted out, placing her left hand on her hip and her right elbow on the table, her fist balled as she laid her head on the back of her hand.

Lavender and teal eyes soon locking on yet another strange face to her table. My my what a party she was acquiring. How wonderful, what a perfect way to spend most likely her last night of freedom. She smiled warmly at the white haired gentelman.

" Of course, tonight is the night I know no stranger. " Melania smiled, snapping her fingers for one of the maidens. " More glasses darlings, and possibly more chairs if you don't mind!" she shouted across the bar, beckoning at least one of the maiden's to bring another round of clean cups and hopefully chairs.