Yelling is Fun [Closed]

[Nyahna Sasin]

Tugging his cloak tighter around himself, he listened to her gush. Siku, she was excited, this half Eypharian. And apparently very pissed at something, if she was screaming in Arumenic all day. He nodded as she drew closer and told him her name. Mneme. The word sounded odd, echoing in his head.

"Nyahnasasin." He replied, speaking as quietly as she did. "Most people know me as Sasin Arelen." She seemed trusting of him, more than he'd expect from an Eypharian, even one half Human.

It occurred to him she seemed unused to actually conversing with someone, rather than yelling at them.

"Well, at least the Slanderer's qui-" Hearing a noise behind him, he whirled around, and blinked. The dog was running at him, an odd event in itself, as Sasin was fairly certain he had scared it off. Behind him, a man was leaning against a wall, bleeding from his mouth.

"What the petch…" He muttered in Common. "Do you have any idea what's going on here?" He asked Mneme, switching back easily. "Do people do this a lot?"

[Mneme]

Ionu must have been very upset to make it so abnormally cold. Not that there was anything 'normal' about Alvadas, but you could at least count on it to have a mild winter. Today, apparently, this was not the case. She noticed Sasin proceed to pull his cloak tighter around himself, and Mneme did the same. She felt odd, very odd. First off, someone was being friendly. She had felt compelled to tell him her real name, and that was odd in itself. For some reason, trusting him unnaturally as she did so now was a way for her to hold onto the little humanity she had left. But still, her real name. Tahne Broen. That name by its self seemed a bit off, out of place in a mix of two cultures that intertwined for e brief moment. A sudden longing for Ahnatep, its beauty that couldn't be replaced by the never-know-all streets of Alvadas. Nyahnasasin. A Dhani name, as far as she could tell, which must mean his mother's name was Nyahna. Pretty? Maybe. It was confusing. He had two names as well. Sasin Arelen. That sounded just as awkward as her own name, Tahne Broen. Sasin Arelen. An unnatural mixture of sounds and words that twisted themselves through her mind, leaving the sickly feeling of nausea. Names couldn't do that, could they? But they did. Names have power, and by his remark that 'most people' knew him by Sasin Arelen, most people knew him as a human. That only left her to wonder how many people knew him as a Dhani. She didn't know either, not at first. It was only a wild guess of asking if he was human that brought him to tell her. She knew by her slight outer-awareness that Dhani were not usually accepted. For whatever reason, she couldn't tell. But then again, Mneme had grown up around them along with Eypharians all her life. He was most likely annoyed by the cold as she was, because she knew that they were both used to the dry, dusty heat of Eyktol. Sasin had started speaking, whispering words in broken Arumenic just as she had. Except, without the broken Arumenic and replaced with the naturalness of speaking her native tongue. "I don't know. Nothing really ever happens to me. The people I know just walk away when they see me, so I suppose they don't do this a lot." She wanted to scream out her past and history as she had done so many times before, but knowing someone would be able to understand even a part of it scared her. Trying her best to ignore whatever nuisance was sending his dog over to them, Mneme drew her cloak even tighter around her body. The cold air turned the bare parts of her legs, not covered by dress or boots, red. Taking advantage of the pile of firewood that had appeared in the most opportune spot, she made her way over, picking up two logs. Turning around to make her way back, instead of normal cobbled road, it was thick fur that went up to her knees and was oddly warm, as if it were still attached to a living, breathing animal. Her house, Sasin, the little man, the dog, and the boy who's head shined rainbow-y were all still there, but the fur made walking back across the street inconvenient. While it was warm, it was hard to walk through. She almost wanted to lie down in the middle of the street and take a nap. Mneme decided against that, of course, because most likely when she woke up the road would be covered in venomous spiders crawling this way and that. She eventually made it to the other side of the street, where Sasin was still standing. "Would you like to come inside? I have firewood," she lifted up the pieces slightly, as if he didn't already see them, "It will be a lot warmer than out here in the cold." She didn't give a friendly smile, not because she wasn't trying to be friendly, but because she wasn't used to it anymore.

[Bob Barton]

Good things happen to those who deserve it so Bob was rather pleased when he did not have to do anything further to protect Jinsen and left his djed where is should be which is in his body. That being said why did he still lose the woman to this interloper? He will just have to contend with the secondary victory for now which was brought on by the man's carelessness as expected from anyone who looked down on that stupid looking dog. Without any obstacles Jinsen advanced forward to the man's back to raise its leg and release the load that Bob forced into it earlier when the woman left. With a smile forming on his slightly blood stained mouth, petch those animals and their acute senses, Bob moved towards his victim with a bounce in his step saying "sorry" which should actually mean "success!" and told the man that "I tried to stop him" like he prepared for earlier.

Halfway to collecting his dog, Bob suddenly felt that he was brushing on something. At a loss he stopped because Bob had no freaking idea how he turned up in a grass, no fur? How did that even appear there? It has only been a few days and Bob still could not get used to a city that would try and trick its inhabitants despite Alric's words and the strange puddle from the day before. Trying to act as if nothing was wrong and that he was not going a little bit crazy from the past few days of madness Bob moved forward, his steps becoming quicker right until he reached Jinsen and picked it up to put it at his side where it belonged. "So...no hard feelings?" he asked the with his outstretched hand after of course soiling it with some blood when he wiped his mouth. That action should tell just what Bob felt about the man for the trouble caused the way people in Sunberth would interpret it. Absolutely nothing.

"Warmer? Don't mind if I do" Bob told the woman when he heard the invitation taking it as if it was directed right to him. She was right. It was Winter and it was cold. Was this fur to...warm them? It could be that Ionu was telling Al...what stupid thoughts are those? Alric must be getting to him. Everyone knew that a god would not really care about such trivialities and cities do not change but just what was he standing on right now? Yup, Bob wanted to go in but him suddenly popping in out of nowhere might seem strange so to try and make it more probably he tried to remind the woman that "I should have known that something was strange with you wasting your breath on that petching statue. If I knew that your house was so close to it I would not have wasted time offering you the water and ask you out right away." What did the statue have to say about that? Bob looked around to see that it was nowhere to be found but there was Eridanus in his good looking form. Great, another interloper to contend with.

[Nyahna Sasin]

Sasin cocked his head to one side as she walked away from him. People just walked away when they saw her? He supposed someone screaming at the top of their lungs in a foreign language would be quite a sight though. So she was lonely. Which, he supposed, was why she was so, well, open. To him, at least. Although why she was still here, if she hated it so, he didn't understand.

His musings were interrupted by the sudden realization that the street had turned into fur.

"What." He had seen some odd things in Alvadas, but this… this fur was really too much. Kneeling down to prod it, he grimaced. Thick, coarse, and warm. Lovely. This city was absolutely insane. Roads of ice and fur, rainbow spiders, pissing dog….

PETCH the dog was pissing on him! Swearing in snake, he jerked away from the creature, hissing angrily as he stood. He was honestly considering kicking it when it's owner showed up, grabbing the dog. Sasin narrowed his eyes, glaring down at the man (Finally, he was taller than someone.) as the man apologized with his voice, and gloated with his stance.

Sasin laughed scathingly as the man cheerfully accepted the invitation evidently not directed at him. This was a fearless one. Brainless, but fearless. "This foysha really doesn't know when to shut up." He remarked to Mneme.

Glancing around, he saw the Cave was nowhere to be found. "Shelter from the cold sounds a lot better than freezing out here."

[Eridanus]

To clear things upEridanus is in vantha form.

Eridanus watched with a half-amused expression as Bob quite fearlessly took the woman's invitation to mean himself. It was evident to any onlooker that she really meant that for the man she was talking to in that strange language that the vantha did not understand. However, the midget's stubborn perseverance on trying to hit on women as much as he could proved to be effective in giving him the courage to be thick-skinned, which probably explained his actions.

As Jinsen began pissing on that other man, he hissed with anger and directed a sarcastic remark to Bob. Eridanus began approaching the group, both with the intent of hearing more of this ridiculous conversation and less with the intent of dragging Bob away from the mess should the anger get violent. He already knew from his dalliance with Bob back in Sunberth that trouble always followed wherever the midget was.

Though Dhalvasha did mention trouble always followed Eridanus as well. Perhaps troubled followed them both, and trouble was double when the two of them are together? Eridanus inwardly sighed for he hoped that this awkward, but seemingly quite non-violent situation would remain the way it was - a social faux pas rather than something worse.

[Mneme]

OOCI'm taking the liberties that Eri and Nyan both come into her house. If you want me to change that, I can. She didn't really care for the silly human. He was annoying, a foysha* indeed. Actually, more like an azmashe*. "I would call him a chupra, but that would be an insult to the goats." Mneme remarked back, smirking. The other person had no idea what they were saying. In fact, she might have even extended the invitation if Bob hadn't automatically assumed it was for him. She decided to make him even more mad by inviting the Vantha that was standing nearby as well. "Would you like to come inside?" She asked the Vantha, not even bothering to ask his name. Anything she could do to make the other person angry would do. Without waiting for an answer, she turned around and somehow unlocked her house with an arm full of firewood. She beckoned them inside, but closed the door before Bob could walk in. He didn't deserve to cross her threshold. She set the firewood into the hearth, and found some tinder to use to set it on fire. She tried to set it on fire a few times unsuccessfully, before finally a small flame appeared, growing as it enveloped parts of the logs. Walking over to the Vantha, she introduced herself. "My name is Mneme. What's your's?" *Eypharian Swears

[Bob Barton]

Like the others suspected, Bob was thick. Thick enough to not only take the invitation as his own, but ignore the attempts to force him away though he did get angry with the invitation that Eridanus got as well. Not because he got the invitation but because he was Eridanus. The stinking vantha-ethaefal that was always pretty enough for everyone else. It was not Bob's fault that he was shorter than all the rest was it? Displeased he followed the rest of the group towards the door mumbling something about height while he was looking at his legs. Not noticing that the door was closed until he slammed on to it head first.

"Owwww?" that hurt a lot. It was like the reason of why he did not like the height problem had to show itself to him and make sure that no one would ever actually notice him properly enough because of it. These people even shut the door on him before he got in. That would not be the first time and just like all the others, Bob without any hesitation put his hands on the knob and turned it around to let himself in only "Jinsen you're staying out here" because if that dog still could not control his bladder, Bob did not want to have to clean up after it.

And he really meant it. "You stay outside. No don't look at me like that. With all that fur its not cold enough for you to complain" he told the dog that was trying to squeeze in through the door to follow him. "Stay Jinsen. I'll be back soon" was the last words which left Bob's mouth when he pushed the dog away with his foot and shut the door behind him. It took a long time just to try and get it to stop and it still was scraping at the door but Bob was just going to ignore it and move into the house where the nice warm fire is already going on.

Everyone looks like they have started with Eridanus. Of course. Bob just went up to the vantha and gave him a dirty look about how he could have ran into him in this big city and why he had to butt in yet again. While the girl was asking for the name, Bob held out his deck of cards a little bit out of his coat just enough for Eridanus to see and hopefully remember the last time they tried to settle one of the situations just like this.

[Nyahna Sasin]

Sasin grinned slightly at her comment, glancing at the human. It didn't look like he could even reach the goat. Following Mneme inside, he glanced around her home. Fairly empty and undecorated. Not entirely unlike what you'd expect from someone who spent so much time shouting at people, she'd forgotten to be friends with them.

Of course, the human followed them. "You know," he murmured softly, so only Bob could hear. "I really don't know whether you're persistent or just stupid." He grinned wolfishly (snakeishly?), not looking directly at the man.

This man was fun. Frustrated, but fun. And Sasin really had to admire his tenacity. Perhaps giving him a little help would be

Switching Arumenic, he turned to Mneme. "This one's like a puppy. An annoying puppy who won't shut up and listen." He sighed. "Kick him away, and he's going to come back. Humor him for a little, maybe he'll go away"

This was going to be interesting.

[Eridanus]

The female was speaking in the same kind of strange language with the other man when she suddenly turned towards him to invite him to the room. Judging from the partially exasperated look on her face when she glanced at Bob, the vantha quite easily inferred that she did so out of spite.

Eridanus found it quite interesting to grief Bob, for the midget often made things difficult for him as well. "I suppose I can't refuse," he said theatrically, emphasizing his words in Bob's direction to rub it in.

Entering the room, he looked around the cottage, the room lacking the usual sort of familiarity that boasted the occupant's personality. This one was strangely sterile and bare, like the owner did not feel quite right at home with her house, or even with herself.

"Eridanus, Mmeme. That is an interesting name you have there," He said. Then again, even though she looked human she looked pretty exotic for one, including her name. "Do you happen to be... a human from Ekytol?" For that was about as accurate as he could guess to, considering the accent of her common and the features of her face that might possibly triangulate her place of origin to the sandy deserts.