The Mysterious O - RPLOG
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Date
4/12/478
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It is quiet here, this close to shanty town. While Firmament may be a noisy, bustling place, the shanties are the dim shadow of the city. What few beings are visible move quietly and furtively, trying to avoid open areas. The place indicated on the small, plain invitations is an old warehouse. The place must have been an early attempt at building shanty town into something more, but it is obvious that things did not really work out. There are two floors at least to the structure, but no windows open up on the main floor and all the visible windows up higher are broken and boarded shut. The wide main doors are firmly shut, probably barred from within and the only other entrance seems to be a low side door.
Zuri strides down the alleyway leading towards the out-of-the-way warehouse confidently. While the small salamander is very much the kind to dress overly-formal for such an event, he's opted to wear his street garb instead on account of the part of town he is in. He tugs the lapel on his coat back into alignment as he comes to a stop in front of the door. He looks side to side, then leans towards the door to knock.
Bazalt frowns as he walks along, looking Quite confused. "I get the weirdest things.. first it was to that Spirit part-thing.. now.. this place?..Better have good food" he mumbles, Spotting Zuri."oh-hey! you got a letter-thing too?" he asks, walking up beside him.
Natska quietly adjusts her jacket as she walks down the street towards the building, arm in arm with Cassidy. The jaguar is smiling, and her tail curls back and forth. "He always picks... interesting... venues, doesn't he?"
Cassidy gives Natska's arm a little squeeze, nodding. "Yes, he does. But I shouldn't be surprised, I guess. If you want to appeal to people, throw a feast in the shanties. I'm sure the people here would love it," she says as walks alongside the jaguar, tail flicking behind her.
Zalthar makes her way from a less desirable part of town, dressed to the nines. It looks like she's even got a new cloak for the occasion "Bazalt, I didn't expect to see you here." she notes, looking about at the gathered group. "Who is 'he', exactly?" the lynx asks towards Natska, tilting her head curiously.
A few other beings have gathered at the side door into the warehouse. They seem to be from just about everywhere and of all clans and species, but here they all are.
Zuri's knock is answered in short order. The door opens wide to reveal an enormous gorilla being in a suit that is decisively too small for him. "Invitations, please," he growls, staring at the gathered beings with dark beady eyes.
Zuri turns to look at the others as they approach, his tusky smile widening as he recognizes his friends. "Hey everyone! Did you get invites too?" He turns aside and raises a finger as if to answer Zalthar, but the door opening catches his attention and interrupts his train of thought. He turns to the gorilla and offers him that same big bright smile. "Yes sir! Here you go!" He digs into his coat pocket and retrieves the invite, passing it over and waiting to be allowed in.
Bazalt Blinks "He?.. who-Oh.Hey..Si-Zal" he nods. he looks a the Gorilla and Frowns "Hrrnn..Wish I knew what I was invited too.."He says before pulling it out and handing it over. "so..." he looks over the otehrs Gathered. "how.. are you?..I.. gues?.." he sighs and shrugs.
"Our host, of course," Natska replies, tipping her hat to Zalthar. She grins, then steps up to the door and offers her invitation before heading in.
Cassidy offers up her own invitation as she nods. "Of course, Zuri. We'd hardly be here if we didn't get invitations," she says, glancing towards Natska. "So close to our own party date, as well. Ah well, they are different enough that it shouldn't matter." She adjusts her hat and steps in with the jaguar once her invitation is handed over.
Zalthar reaches into her handbag and pulls out the letter, rubbing it between tumb and forefinger as she waits. handing it over to the gorilla as quickly and smoothly as possible, and heads inside, following close behind the group that she knows. "Should make for quite an evening."
The Gorilla takes invitations wordlessly, barely even looking at the bits of paper and allows each being to pass.
Inside, the old warehouse has been cleaned up a bit and long tables filled with food line the walls with a large open space left for mingling and, presumably, dancing, though there are no musicians playing just yet. There are many beings wandering up and down the tables plucking food of all sorts from laden trays and there seems to be know end to the fine drinks being poured. The warehouse, though busy, is by no means crowded and there is plenty of room for everyone to claim whatever tasty treat they might like. Oversized waiters in ill fitting outfits like the door-ape roam the hall, filling drinks and replenishing trays. There does not really seem to be any kind of theme here. Aside from food. Food might be considered a theme.
Zuri wastes no time. The moment he is let inside he quickly assesses the situation with the treats and appetizers spread all around. He quickly slinks over to one of the bigger tables, finds himself a little plate, and fills it with a selection of cold cuts, bits of fruit, and a chocolate-covered confectionary of some kind to top it all off. He returns to the group of his friends with plate in hand and mouth already full of things to chew on.
Bazalt Blinks "wellthis is rather gran-"he Watches Zuris sip off and then back, chukling as the mander returns stuffing his face. "Hah.. You going to share that plate?" he asks, smiling, "So...Free food? no Strings? nothing wrong with the food?" he asks, looking about "I Find this....Strange.."
Natska reaches out and pats Bazalt on the shoulder. "Just don't make any bargains, and try to enjoy yourself. I've been to a few of these and the food is always delicious." She grins at Zuri as she watches the salamander grabbing things, then helps herself to a plate and some choice selections. "That is a nice outfit," she compliments Zalthar, smiling.
Cassidy glances around the building, humming thoughtfully before nodding at Natksa's words. "Yes. Be careful what you agree to here," she says before following along to start filling her own plate with tasty treats and foods, ears perking and swiveling idly.
Zalthar smiles back at Natska "Why thank you, I rather alike yours as well, Miss..." she tilts her head towards the jaguar, before getting herself a small plate, mostly of chicken and cheese "I'll keep that in mind, thank you."
The food is excellent. Possibly even better than excellent. While nothing seems to be overly fancy, it seems like everything is perfectly spiced and every bite is more satisfying than the last as the oddly thuggish waiters circulate through the crowd, always keeping plates and glasses full. No one has stepped up to proclaim themselves the founder of the feast so far, but from time to time, one of the waiters will climb a stairway leading to a second floor. Perhaps the host of this party will arrive from up there.
"Great party, huh?" an obviously inebriated young fox says, staggering up to Cassidy, "Can't *HIC* remember when I had wine this good!"
Zuri blinks at Bazalt. He pushes his plate full of deliciousness onto the wolf's hands while picking out the chocolate confectionary for himself. "It's free food Bazalt. And good one! Go ahead and give it a try, and I'll go grab another plate for myself." He giggles at the rather drunk fox before walking around him towards the table again, once again picking out a plate and filling it with food for himself.
Bazalt BLinks at the Arricval on teh plate "Heh-Zuri..yo didnt have to, I WAS going to get some myself.. but.. thank you" he smiles and nods to him "Thanks alot.." He Frowns slightly when the fox approaches making a mental note not to try the wine. "Mrrrmm well try not to enjoy it too much, eh Pal?" he says softly before nomming a few bits of fruit off the plate-Zuri had good taste.
Natska shifts her plate to one hand offers her hand to Zalthar. "Natska Solacious. And this is my wife, Cassidy." She smiles, then nods at the drunk fox. "I imagine! These feasts are always fantastic."
Cassidy slowly takes in the guests as she nibbles away, nodding at Zalthar. "Yes, good day. I am Cassidy Solacious, as she said. Nice to meet you," she says before turning her eyes towards the tipsy fox. "And hello to you, too. The wine is good, isn't it? I might have to try some later, but everything is usually good at his parties."
Zalthar smiles and bows ever so slightly, accepting the hand "The pleasure is all mine. I am Zalthar." she responds, before turning to Cassidy "And it is an honor to meet you as well." The fox gets a look from the lynx. Not one of disgust, but more of caution and indicating that she'd much prefer to be as far away from the canine as possible.
The drunk fox weaves a little bit. "Damn," he says, to Natska, "Ya married all three of em? S'pretty impressive." He seems to be having trouble focusing, but is still pretty happy as his wandering gaze takes a walk across the group. "Whose party?" he asks, his face suddenly screwed up in concentration, "You know who inv- invi- whoshe party this ish?"
Bazalt shakes his head "I.. Dont know who's party it is, no..The host however has an great choice in food-I must say, simply wonderful!" he smiles and nods. "hrrmm I think i'll try..." he says before picking some other pice of food off his Plate and nomming it happily.
Natska giggles at the fox's comment and grins, then gives Cassidy's arm a small squeeze before sge gets back to her food. "Mmmm. Given the excellent quality of the food and drink, the out of the way location sure to inspire hunger and envy, and the secretive nature of the host, I would have to guess that the mysterious 'O' is mister Olloch, or at least someone acting in his honor."
Cassidy tilts her head towards Natska. "Yes. He's a spirit. He's always got good food, and since there's so much of it here, I'm assuming he himself is behind it," she says before glancing towards the drunk fox. "If there -were- three of me they'd all be Natska's, yes. But there is only one of me!"
Zalthar seems to have wandered over to the table with the silverware, taking a close look at the designs. How it's made, any partictular styles they have, all of that is taken into account. She does keep both ears tuned around her though, listening for movement.
"Oh?" comes a thick voice at a nearby table, "I am flattered, but this is none of my work." An enormously obese boar turns from the table with a huge plate laden with food. "Good evening, dear friends," he gives a nod to Zuri, "Zuri."
Meanwhile, the drunken fox has managed to weave himself away to harass someone else.
Zuri is on his way back with his new plate of food. He's happily chomping down on that chocolate pastry, but quickly scarfs it down as he spots the big boar. He licks his lips clean and dashes over to the spirit's side, smiling up at him. "Hi Mister Olloch! Nice to see you here!" He tilts his head sideways. "This isn't your doing? Well, you must have a copycat then, this is totally your style. And the food's pretty good, top quality!" He grins widely, his two little tuskies briefly becoming well visible. "Oh well, guess this time you get to enjoy the festivities as an actual guest instead of just giving out all the free food yourself."
Bazalt BLinks "Olloch.. wait.. teh one who's weird party I was invited to bef-oh.." he waves to the Spirit and blinks "I think this night just got a whole lot weirder." he noms yet anotehr Piece of food and nods "ZUri's right-Great food however..Dunno If it beat the Quailty from that spirit part however.." he Frowns "I might need a few more bites before I can debate that.." he shrugs and glances over at Zalthar, shooting her a questioning look.
Natska gives Olloch a bright smile and inclines her head. "Well! My apologies, then! Not one of your followers, either? They would have certainly done you justice." She looks around. "I wonder if we will meet our host."
Zalthar smiles and turns faces the spirit, bowing slightly "A pleasure to meet you." She ponders and looks around, taking another bite of the plate of food, looking slightly nervous.
"No?I am surprised then," Cassidy says, raising a brow. "I didn't think anyone else would be bringing food like this to a place like the shanties. It's an unusual thing, certainly. It's tasty all the same, though. I wonder who IS behind it, then."
Olloch shakes his head, setting his multiple chins shaking. "Could be one of mine," he admits, shoveling down handfulls of food, "I don't dictate their actions. I am very hands off with my friends. I just come when they call." He nods at the buffet, "Or when there is an excellent spread."
"Back off tubby!" comes a shout from somewhere in the crowd, "I'm not drunk enough to go anywhere with you!" It is everyone's inebriated fox friend! He seems to be having a bit of an altercation with one of the burly waiters, a huge gator in an undersized suit. The Alligator seems to be doing his best to keep his temper in check and to lead the combatitive drunk away.
Zuri wiggles his snout at Olloch as he listens, nodding at his words. "Yea! Can't miss out on a party like this." He turns to look at his friends in turn as they speak, and finally at the fox as his confrontation with the waiter picks up in tone. He takes another bite of the finger foods he selected before commenting. "Huh.. well, someone's going to get tossed out of the party early like that. Shame when folk can't handle their drink. Or their food for that matter."
Bazalt binks "uh- Guys we.." he spots the fox and moves closer the Nastska and Cassidy, whispering to them. "not just the fox, look.. other.. slightly drunk or.. drowzy people.." He frowns "I...dont like this-not.. right.." He suddenly stops eating his food and Frowns, Gone from relaxed to tense in a second.
Natska quietly chuckles and gives the portly boar a nod, then nibbles at her food as she watches the scene. When Bazalt tenses up she gives him a big nod. "Something wrong?"
