Rappigs and bacon can't keep us apart (open)

[necroshmancer]

WHO: Jade, Peony, and anyone else who drops by the Inn with Dist as a party crasher.
WHAT: Two recent (disgruntled) immigrants start planning the next steps in their investigation as an old "friend" draws near.
WHERE: At a table near the window of the dining hall in the Crimson Dragon Inn.
WHEN: Late morning.

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[peony_the_ninth]

"I think Luke can handle it, he seems like a smart enough kid. It's probably just taken a little while. The same for Guy." Peony was holding a glass of wine in one hand, leaning back relaxedly in his chair. Two of the wooden feet were off the ground as he tipped it back, canting his head to look at his serious-faced friend.

He still felt a bit stupid over the events of the morning. He hadn't expected that much of response to his silly scribble- And once the attention had started pouring in, it was hard not to respond to it all. Writing into a diary that wrote back was a good distraction from his troubled thoughts- Though doing so at Jade's expense probably hadn't been the best idea.

"Worse comes to worst, she's appearing at that ball next week."

[necroshmancer]

"She is making an appearance at a ball next week?"

Jade opened his diary and words appeared on the page as if someone was writing. A grin spread on his features, and his glasses glinted as he pushed them up his nose. "It seems we are having a strategy meeting tonight at the Inn. You're free to attend if you want, Peony."

"Hmm... he also mentioned a ball but I can't see it in my diary... although it looked like a page was ripped out." Jade sighed. "Peony? Is there something you want to tell me?"

[peony_the_ninth]

"Yeah, I saw it in the diary this morning- after I wrote mine. And of course I want to attend, I want to know what's going to happen and what's going on as much as you do Jade."

The blonde sipped at his wine, letting his chair fall forward so that it was properly against the ground. Peony raised a brow, setting his wine back on the tabletop before folding his arms over his chest.

"Tell you what? You think I ripped a page from your diary?" A frown, and he sat back in his chair with a huff. "I did no such thing, really Jade."

[dist_the_reaper]

Dist shifted tiredly towards the inn, weary from travelling in circles for what seemed like eons. He felt his bony kness click rather painfully as he took another step- why, oh WHY did he no longer have his chair?! When the scientist had awoken he had been alone, with no means of travel save for his feet. His poor, tired, delicate feet. Lost in a strange world with no means of salvation.

As he approached the foreign building a familiar voice graced his ears. It was muted and faint, but Dist had self-proclaimed extra sensitive hearing, and as he got closer he was most definitely certain. He knew that voice anywhere. It haunted his dreams. He felt bliss and fear and anger all that once.

"I never knew I'd find YOU here, JADE," Dist muttered menacingly under his breath, his lips curling into a sinister grin. "What is it you're doing now? I'll find out." The lanky, silver-haired man crept slowly towards the window.

[necroshmancer]

"You didn't? Maybe a rappig ate it then..." Jade answered, sounding utterly unconvinced. "But I agree with you, we definitely need to attend, if only for a chance to meet the Queen. We might need to locate new clothes, these are a little too informal for a Court ball..."

[peony_the_ninth]

"I spoke to someone today about making us clothing for the ball, I wasn't being entirely useless." The Emperor had a defensive look on his handsome face, not smiling broadly as he usually did. He hadn't ripped a page from Jade's diary, he hadn't even touched it. Did his best friend think he'd go that far? "I didn't touch your diary Jade, I have no idea why you're missing a page." He gazed out the window for a moment, downing the rest of his wine.

[dist_the_reaper]

Dist had absorbed himself so much in the tones of Jade's voice that he barely registered Peony. Peony wasn't so much on his list of things to remember, other than he took up way too much of Jade's time. Even with his self-proclaimed amazing hearing abilities, the scientist couldn't quite make out what they were talking about. As he approached the window even closer, the voices became more clear, but not by much. "DAMN!" he uttered as silently as possible, crouching down as to not be seen. "What are they DOING?! And without ME?!"

[necroshmancer]

"Strange." One of Jade's eyebrows shot up, "I thought I heard a rather familiar screech of a voice..."

Jade's eyes wandered to the window, but he couldn't see anyone in the street, and he shrugged. "I'm not sure I trust you taste in clothes, Peony, but I have to admit I am surprised at your initiative. You talk about rappigs so much that I sometimes forget you can be quite capable when you wish to be."

[peony_the_ninth]

"Who do you think picks the army's uniforms Jade? Not my rappigs. I have a great sense of fashion! Haven't you seen my bathing suit designs?" He appeared to lighten up slightly, but still had a slight pout at being accused of something he hadn't done. Peony tended to get into trouble, but he didn't like getting into someone ELSE'S trouble. "I don't talk about them that much when they'r near me. I just miss them. And I still didn't tear that page out of your diary."

[dist_the_reaper]

Dist's fists shook with disgust. How COULD they just talk so casually without worrying about him at all! Didn't they remember all they had been through? Back in the golden days? TOGETHER?! Tears stung the corners of his eyes, his face scrunched up in a veritable expression of frustration.

Their voices were still muffled from the window and walls that separated Dist from his long-lost friends, and the former God-General felt himself tremble. He couldn't take it anymore! He was a terrible snoop when it came to matters of the heart. Adjusting his round glasses, he peered rather conspicuously through the window, eyes dashing around the blurred premises inside for a familiar face.

[necroshmancer]

"Oh. my" Jade pointed towards the window, the corner of his eye twitching, "Peony, what is that hideous thing behind the glass?"

[peony_the_ninth]

"What in Lorelei's name IS that." Peony felt nauseous all of a sudden, a familiar wave of foreboding washing over his body. Why did he feel like someone had walked over his grave, and possibly snotted all over the tombstone while they were at it.

"It's staring at you Jade, with.. a hungry look on it's face."

[dist_the_reaper]

"WHAT. ARE. THEY. SAYINGGGGG?!" Dist moaned against the window, snaking his way up until he stood, gloved hands pressed against the glass. "My hearing and sight have never failed me before, WHY GODS, WHY NOW?!"

He grimaced, teeth gnashing, his forehead pressing firmly against the window. The pressure on the glass from his head increased with each shaky, shallow breath he took. At such a close range Dist had begun fogging up the glass, forcing him to wipe away the steam repeatedly. "Ooooooooh, whatever they're planning...I'll bet it's gooood..."

At this moment the glass split where it met his forehead. Dist yelped in surprise as the window shattered and he toppled through. A few shards of glass caught him, tearing through his clothes and cutting his pale skin. As he hit the floor he found himself wriggling and crying painfully for help.

[necroshmancer]

Jade could only stare in disbelief as Dist half-fell through the window. He blinked. Once. Twice. "I do believe it's Dist the reaper. I knew he was hard-headed but look, Your Highness, he managed to push his head through the window all on his own..."

[peony_the_ninth]

Peony couldn't help but point, and laugh.
He laughed loud enough for the entire Inn to hear him, and had to bend slightly and hold his side with one arm.

"I - Can't - brathe - Look - at - it!"

Supporting himself against the table, he finally caught his breath and straightened slightly. "That was the ugliest display I have ever seen in my ENTIRE life!" He felt sort of bad because Dist was obviously cut, BUT THE MAN WOULDN'T STOP WRIGGLING LIKE AN OVERSIZED SKINNY LARVAE.

[dist_the_reaper]

"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH" Dist screeched, tears pouring down his face in pain as the jagged glass shifted around in the surface of his skin. "GET IT OUT GET IT OUT GET IT OUUUUUT!"

The flailing seemed to only make the pain worse, and Dist quickly realised this. His movements eventually slowed as he lay in a heap on the floor of broken glass, begining to fear the idea of moving and more searing pain. "uuuuuughhhh" he whined, choking back a sob. "How did this happennnn..." A gloved finger deftly but slowly moved over a particularly large shard of glass that had embedded itself shallowly just above his knee. He grimaced, a tear spilling down his cheek, and plucked it out, choking back another over-dramatic cry as he laid on the ground of the inn.

Ignoring the small trickle of blood from his forehead that was invading his eyesight, he stared up at his friends with a look of unabashed betrayal. "I don't see any of YOU trying to help ME!" Dist whined with indignance.