Snippet #2638358

A spectacle was unfolding at the tavern that was clear to increasingly irritable bartender as tried eyes watched crimson blood and sticky wine soak into the worn floorboard. A notable vein began twitching in his forehead as the young magician produced flowers out of thin air, knowing his luck there was someone allergic to the damn floral scents. That was another fluid he loathed to clean up vomit and snot, bushy eyes nearly reached his hairline at rapid swapping of the doc's previous victim nose futilely fell to the floor once again. Grumbling under his breath about having to deal with pirates was one thing..but having to deal Devil Fruit Eaters was another matter entirely. What could a mere barkeep do aside from attempt to clean a grease stain from the bar.


The wine must have been laced with something or her exhaustion was finally sinking in as two extraordinary occurrences had just happened. First the man's nose had been swapped with sticky blood to the once attached stump, only to roll off in a disappointing fashion. While the apparent swapper had either memory loss or a death wish as a bandaged hand idly prodded and poked at her sand colored ears. Apparently his words of comfort were merely slurred trash given the clumsy fondling her ears were currently receiving. Surprising her ears merely twitched contently as a drained Tali merely let her forehead rest against the cool wooden surface of the table again, not even swatting at the man's invasive touch. In fact she could feel her exhaustion slowly slipping through her bones as she felt her eyes grow just a bit heavier.

The tranquility of sleep seemed to evade her once more as a loud slap on the table caused her jolt in her seat. The room spun slightly as she watched an impressive display of card tricks by Xander followed by a dangerous boast, which was immediately lessened as the scent of flowers hit her nose. Clucking her tongue at the young boy like a disapproving mother as the teen confidently introduced himself as she scowled "Yes, ever so Amazing until you piss off the wrong person with those tricks and end up in an early grave. If we ever do find ourselves on a ship, your navigation skills would be useless as a pile of bones".

A faint blush came to her face as the soothing sensation of fingers fluttering over the tips of ears as she finally batted away at the stranger's hands. Said ears perked up instantly at the young girl's statement "Captain? You mean you have a ship? Needing any additional hands..I promise you, that disapproval isn't in my vocabulary in any areas of life. Given that little trick earlier, I assure you detached limbs can't be swapped back on. Unless I am seeing things...". Her eyes glanced in Marigold's direction before pushing the offered gift in her direction "Marigold, you might as well drink this. Gods know I am going to be dying from a hangover in the morning...". . In fact her only goal in mind for the following morning was to curl up in her fox form and sleep the day away in a sunny patch of her bedroom. Now where that bedroom would be was another question as the trio was currently homeless at the moment. Cozying up to this captain would result in at least some type of shelter even for the night..regardless of how loathsome she felt about it the following morning. Survival meant whatever cost it needed even playing the pretty pet of some drunk pirate captain.