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[great_mercenary]

Have at Gerik, in a more than unwelcoming bar, all by himself. He slams his fists onto the counter, almost expecting that he would be accompanied by his troupe. Until it took more than a while before anyone walked in. He looked around bewildered that his friends would pass up this time to let loose for once.

"OI!

Where the hell is everyone!?"

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[plaidpicnic]

[She smiles widely, plunking down on a stool beside him, hefting her picnic basket onto the bar itself.] Hi there, Sir! [She's fairly beaming, here.] Would you like a cookie~~?

...MY BRAIN.

[great_mercenary]

A cookie? At a bar? .... .... Hell, why not. Does it cost anything? They better be damned good cookies.

*Cackles*

[plaidpicnic]

Oh, I made them special, Sir! All my forest friends helped me, and I just know you'll love them! They're baked with all my love! [Practically sparkling, she hands him a few delicious-looking (and tasting!) cookies wrapped in a pink silk napkin.]

[She blushes a little and turns her head slightly.] Of course they don't cost anything. I only ask that you enjoy them!

[great_mercenary]

...Your... Forest friends? Love? I... That's interesting, lady. I'll give ya that.

[He stares at the cookie for a few seconds, then eying her with slight suspicion.]

Mmmaybe I'll save it for later. I had a big dinner.

[plaidpicnic]

[She looks crushed, heartbroken, DEVASTATED.] I-I understand. U-Umbriel and I will just...go... And we'll leave you alone now.

Maybe someone else will want a cookie. [She gives him a sad, sorrowful doe-eyed look, and gathers her basket up in her arms.]

[great_mercenary]

Wha? Oh, hey hey! Well, miss. [He clears his throat and looks around to see if anyone else is seeing this... event happening. Clear.]

I think I needed a snack, anyhow. [He throws the whole cookie into his mouth and munches onto it harshly. And swallows it.] G-ghh... Great.. cookie.

It's a cookie, I swear.

[plaidpicnic]

[She brightens a little.] Do you truly like it, Sir?

[She's beaming, now.] Maybe you'd like to say hello to Umbriel, too! He's right outside. [She nods and keeeeeps smiling.]

Well, it's a stale cookie. STALE.

[great_mercenary]

Yeah. Who doesn't like a good cookie at this time of day. [Slight sarcasm in his voice.]
Umbriel...? I'm almost afraid to ask. A friend of yours? Tell 'em to come inside.

[plaidpicnic]

Oh, yes, but more than just a good friend! Umbriel's my faithful dog! [She turns to the doorway and waves a cookie around.] C'mere Umbriel! C'mere boy!

[lovablewyvern]

[Umbriel crashes through the door, panting and eager for that cookie-- but oh! Vaida's made a new friend~ He gives Gerik a big lick to show him that he approves!]

[Dog? Well, Vaida thinks so.]

Umbriel's face...oh god.

[great_mercenary]

Dog? Whoa! [He hadn't been expecting that sudden lick. He faces the Wyvern directly with a confused look.]
...This is your. Dog. Hi, Umbriel.
[Gerik wipes off the unpleasant slobber with his arm.] Guuh.

^____^

[lovablewyvern]

[Happy Umbriel is happy~! He roars in Gerik's face in glee.]