Hot and spicy Solacious part 2 - RPLOG
From Rusted Promises
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Date
11/5/477
Log
The badger scratches his head as he takes in the scene, looking to his fellow crewman and back to the two arguing. He doesn't really feel the need to ask what the argument is all about, as it seems perfectly clear to him. "It seems to have just been a simple accident, I'm sure we can just calm down and discuss this, yeah?" he tries to ask the two, diplomatically. Though... spoiled nobles aren't exactly his specialty...
Chance perks his ears at the sound of Rusty cracking their knuckles. Looking to the massive Croc, Chance was immensely thankful he was part of the same crew as them. As the fox rambles on, the weasel almost feels himself gagging, god this was worse than his home. He looks to the shrimp man, then the fox. "Look, it's just a shirt, thankfully they clean."
Rusty nods his head slowly. "Ai, it's probably best to walk away before things get out of hand." He adds in as he steps forward, looking to the guards that were near by as he flashes them a big, toothy grin. "We really don't want this to resort to blows do we?"
The guards tense up as the noble wheels around. "Are you threatening a noble? You threaten the livelyhood of sweetwater, I could have you taken in for that." he says with a snarl and then a toothy grin to rival Rustys. "Now back off, this merchant is done with his operation, and you are on thin ice."
Cedric shoots a glance at Rusty as if to say 'you're not really helping'... though he's not sure that's going to stop the crocodile. So he says to the Fox, clearing his throat. "No, no... no threats here. I think what my friend here meant was that it might be best not to become involved in a fight over such a trivial matter. I'm sure this merchant intended no offense." he says, trying to cool down the noble's temper. "I'm sure he'd be willing to apologize for his mistake, right?" he looks to the shrimp being.
Chance unconciously, moves a bit closer to Rusty, knowing that if things did head south, and fast, he'd rather have the big guy between him and the fight. Then as the noble turns on them and lashes out, verbally of course. The weasel very nearly snarls up at the fox "We're on thin ice," He smiles lightly "A Furtif is never on thin ice, not long enough for it to crack at least." He smirks, he didn't do this often, but this fox was really ticking him off...a LOT. He moved forwards slightly, wondering how they'd react.
Rusty balls his fists up leaning forward as his one good eye narrows, before Cedric shoots him a look and he calms a bit. He crosses his arms, shooting Cedric a glare at the mention of actually apologizing to the spoiled git as he sees what happens...for now.
"You're looking for trouble?! Go on, get out of here no one in their right mind would do that." the fox says as he stares at Chance and the rest, laughing to himself. The shrimp, winces, selling a bowl of something to someone he then says "No, no fighting. Bad business." as he waves the group away, getting a retort from the fox "You're closing down, I can taste your trash in the air, no one needs it anyways."
The badger sighs, this is going to be a chore, isn't it? Doesn't anyone on promise have even a little bit of common sense? "Look, he made a little mistake, he seems sorry about it, and all you're doing is throwing a tantrum about it in the marketplace like a spoiled little cub." Cedric says, with much more harshness than he'd had in his tone than before. "Word gets out about this, don't think anyone would be able to see anything other than a whiny little fox cub." he says, shaking his head sadly.
Chance leans on his staff lightly, a rather distasteful expression on his face, as if someone was holding something that stank under his nose. He frowns and sighs in a dejected way, "It really is a shame, I almost was a bit sorry to see the stain, but after hearing this, I think it suits your reputation just fine sir, they're both ruined."
Rusty keeps his arms crossed, remaining silent for now as waits to see how the foolish pup acts. He turns his gaze down to Chance, flicking his tail at the little weasel to bump them a bit before he turns his gaze back to the fox.
Just as it looks like the fox will have the guard who have been standing at ready take them all away, another fox, another solacious, comes running up to the scene. "Now now! Calm down." they say as they arrive, bowing to all present. "I'm sorry, he's taken too many blows to the head, he's a war hero you know." they say as the previous fox stomps again and orders the guards to arrest the assailant of a shrimp. "No excuses, you go now."
Well, that was different then. Maybe the Solacious couldn't really help his behavior because of it, but still. Cedric looks to the newer Solacious arrival, nodding, "I understand... perhaps it would be best to see your kin home?" he suggests as gently as he can, managing a polite bow and trying not to be threatening or rude about the suggestion. "This merchant meant no offense to your relation and has apologized... and having him arrested for accidentally spilling a bowl of soup? How would that reflect upon your house?".
Chance barely avoids stumbling as Rusty's tail thumps him in a 'light' for the massive croc, nudge. He blinks, not sure if that was a warning, or encouragement. The weasel blinks, and lets out a breath he had not realized he was holding. Looking to the newcomer, he bows, as gracious as he can manage. "Ah yes, that would explain things, though erm, I think he's trying to have that shrimp arrested for assailing him with spilled soup." The weasel coughs lightly, "I really don't think you need that sort of thing becoming the latest gossip, I've met a solacious, and have no desire to see such misfortune fall on your house sir."
Rusty taps his claws on his sleeve. "Would definitly look bad, especially since he was just selling food." He mutters as he loks over the new fox, another one? Where were they coming from. "Anyway, don't think we will be able to get that weird food ya both wanted to try."
