The Walrus herd seems quite alarmed that someone is suddenly running among them, and begin flopping in all directions, heaving their massive bulks around dangerously... But what was that? Was that a flash of silver from somewhere in the crowd?
" oh.... I drank alcohol?" he asked as he looked at them. " that explains the blurry vision" he said as he looked around
Wander walks to the table, trying to get on.
This really was more of a hero thing. He really shouldn’t.
“I’ll bite.” Darn.
He looked to walruses with some thought. “Riddles aren’t my strong suit if there is one, but speaking of biting—Let me see.” He searches his pouch, an arm going slightly too deep into it.
Out comes… a tuna can? “…Close enough. Friends of great mass!” He waved the can around, trying to get a good look at the walruses in the process. “All yours for a locket!”
“I’ll bite.” Darn.
He looked to walruses with some thought. “Riddles aren’t my strong suit if there is one, but speaking of biting—Let me see.” He searches his pouch, an arm going slightly too deep into it.
Out comes… a tuna can? “…Close enough. Friends of great mass!” He waved the can around, trying to get a good look at the walruses in the process. “All yours for a locket!”
Well, he had hoped that no one would notice, but it seemed he'd been caught. He knew the right sorts of facial expressions to usually play off such a thing, but that was no help when only his eyes could be seen. It would be hard to give any sort of shrug, even, while playing his violin. At least it didn't look like it had been taken too seriously.
That flash of silver. THAT FLASH OF SILVER.
Seeing as T wasn't really the convincing type, she charged for where she saw the silvery gleam, and absolutely POUNCED. Both arm sets outstretched, she went for it, even if she couldn't see the silver much. She's gonna end up getting trampled to semi-death by giant walruses.......... but she doesn't care. The only thing on her mind right now is that mission. She's rather determined.
Seeing as T wasn't really the convincing type, she charged for where she saw the silvery gleam, and absolutely POUNCED. Both arm sets outstretched, she went for it, even if she couldn't see the silver much. She's gonna end up getting trampled to semi-death by giant walruses.......... but she doesn't care. The only thing on her mind right now is that mission. She's rather determined.
((Ah nuts, I just remembered there was a dice roll I could have used here, I was trying to decide what he’d pull out. 
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"Heh, you could say that. New to this particular flavor of entertainment at least." Sterling lets out a chuckle in response to Nexus, eyeing the demon with a deceptively lazy looking grin.
((happens all the time, that's why I use real dice))
((I think I killed the conversation))
A group of walruses flop their way up to the base of the bluffs, looking up at where the Merchant stands at the top. They seem interested, but again, not really up on the English speaking. The Walrus that T Mori jumps on bellow and attempts to roll and crush her. Is he wearing a locket? NO, he has pierced ears, with beautiful little drop earrings! Oooh, that Duchess is a tricky one.
((Just out of curiousity... how many of those present are actually using a villainous-leaning character? Seems to be a few!))
((mine is more of a chaotic neutral))
"You get used to it. I'm more the gladiator type of gal myself. Give me a good fist fight and you're won yourself a royal dinner with me." She tapped the staff boredly. "So what brings a odd little man like yourself to a gala, especially at a time like this?"
((You’re fine, wander!))
Ollie abruptly ceases his bork borking and instead plonks his butt down next to the Merchant, staring up at him with big, dopey eyes. He offers a paw, checking to see if doing a trick like "shake" will get him any of that tuna.
((Me, kinda. Minor antag to another antag in my universe))
((Me. Ollie is a mastermind criminal. Obvs. 
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"ACK!" She cried out, jumping off of the walrus and making sure NOT to get crushed to death. That would be a terrible way to go out.
"Pierced ears?! EMO WALRUS??" Ah, yes. Emo Walrus. Do they listen to MCR?
She frantically looked around again, her smile having dropped for a split second before returning. WHERE'S?! THAT?! LOCKET?!
"Pierced ears?! EMO WALRUS??" Ah, yes. Emo Walrus. Do they listen to MCR?
She frantically looked around again, her smile having dropped for a split second before returning. WHERE'S?! THAT?! LOCKET?!
((I love ollie))
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