Snippet #2388736

Rubber walked into the tavern and smoothed back his brown hair. He quickly reached into his pocket and brandished a hook, glowing a faint emerald color in the orange of the bar. He carefully screwed it into place, making sure of its sharpened tip. He then reached for a letter mailed to him about a fortnight ago. It was given to him by Lady Dream herself, detailing the area in which he was supposed to meet her. Needless to say, he was extremely disappointed. He was looking forward to sitting around a fireplace, drinking imported liquor. But apparently, such was not the case, as they were here, stepping in a mixture of blood, grog, and other fluids that need not be mentioned. A quick survey of the room revealed a few hooded men, no doubt in the ranks of Dream, and what appeared to be a politician of some sort, who by the looks of things was trying to get lucky with a few wenches.

The Captain quickly made his way to the table in which Star sat. While she wore a hood and mask, it was obvious to see that she was a Neko, two bumps where her ears touched the top of her cowl were visible, even with the dimly glowing lamps illuminating the room. He could see that she was sitting with a person, talking intently with her about the matter at hand. As he walked up to the couple, the yelling and music slowly were slowly drowned out by the back and forth conversation of the two.

"First order of business. How do I know that you and your Captain are actually on my side? And how do I know that you aren't trying to kill me?"

It must have been Lady Dream herself. That would explain the lavish attire she was wearing. If she was alone, he would have picked her pockets by now. She really was what everyone called her. The Mad Queen of Purplexia. At first glance, one may not see anything wrong with her, her ginger hair flowing down her shoulders, her reassuring smile, and some looks borrowed from her younger sister, Violet. But there was certainly something off about her, her smile seemed sincere, but there was certainly a hint of madness behind it. Rubber slowly shuffled up to the table.

"Oi" he says as he tips his hat. He quickly pulls up a chair and sits, in between Star and Dream. "I may assure you, milady. My crew and I have no intent on going against our word in taking down this kingdom. We will be at your side until death. That IS, of course, if the proper payment is given. Which, I have been promised in the letter written by your hand."
He takes the letter out of his coat pocket and pins it to the table with his hook, securing it in place. He smiled in expectancy of the information about to be revealed, letting the light bounce off of his three gold teeth.