#anywhere

"Oopsidoodle" Foxy gulps

"Go." he whispers.

"Throw your drink in my face and storm out." he murmurs.

She does, "LECH" And splaches the drink on him and starts to leave

Baldly frowns "What's this? Oh surely you want to stay..."

Foxy slows, it seems reasonable to want to stay, but then at the last minute she mutters a ratrher pooka like response "Sorry, I don't do free shows.."

and she gets out

"But.... no! No...." Malik stands, swaying slightly "No, let her go if she doesn't want... want....." he trails off, lost.

Malik drops to slump into a seat, misses, and falls to the floor. "Oof."

"Relax.." Baldly says "I'm a boggan. I'd never hurt anyone... you can trust me. "

It's a suggestive compound. Clever. Akin to truth telling drugs but more so...

"Now I wanted to talk to you both, but really who can get much from a pooka anyway so.. you're best" Baldly smiles "Now... let's talk.. dreamers"

Malik licks his lips and squints while EBG tries to figure out what he's been dosed with from the symptoms and the delivery method.

Some of the ingredients he can guess. Did he bring anti toxins with him? He better hope so or he's about to answer a lot of questions freely

"Now, tell me, who are your most productive dreamers?"

"Mmmm...."

"Oh, there's... there's Randy. And.... Jack. Susan....."

"Lovely, now where do you live, Malik?"

Wait, there's a defense... Malik, that's not who he really is, so the urge to obey is less , as if the man were talking to someone else

A soppy grin as he clings to the deception. "But, I live everywhere! The wonder of the road, the freedome...."

"Where do your dreamers live" Baldy sounds annoyed, but he has kindly put 'Malik' in his seat

Malik has trouble balancing, and leans heavily on Baldly. "Everywhere! I plant a garden across my paths, and gather the fruit when I chance across them again."

"Where is your nearest dreamer? What is his or her name? What do they do for art ?"

Baldly looks frustrated

Malik looks befuddled. "Art? I don't know any Art.... knew an Artimis once, she was -heavenly-......" he giggles "Ooo.... You know what I heard?"

(repost from OOC) Another WP roll





2:41
for EBG

/roll 6

OOC ... Hm... cant?

OOC There it is.

OOC: Works

BIC: Malik spins his lies and acts stupid and Baldly sighs "What did you hear?" in that frustrated tone

"Oh, such a -scandal-!" he hisses with relish "Accusations of murder and other crimes against the Escheat at the Duchy!"

"The Duchy? Oh... across the river, well yes, heard of it."

"That namer's death certainly has caused a lot of good gossip, I admit it"

"But.. first, let's refresh your drink"

"Ooooo..." the begger... sorry, eshu, certainly seems thirsty. "Oop. Not polite to drink alone, and my lady left...." a sad sigh "Join me?"

"What have you heard? If I heard more, or different, I'll share!"

"I love a good story...."

"I heard...." he 'whispers' "... the dead man was found completely nude."

"Yes well" the boggan laughs "I Heard the same"

"...did you hear about the tattoos?"

"NOOO" He gasps, delayed by THIS Juicy morsel. Emerson can feel the drug wearing off

"You said... another drink?" he asks hopefully.

"YES, tattos!"

He reaches to get that drink, his back to Malik

Malik quickly doses himself with a powder he hopes will help, letting it rest against his gums and dissolve.

"I heard there was at least one rose and one harp. And a pattern of stars never before seen! And an elephant with its trunk up, which is for luck....."

Mr. Baldly brinns his second does "Here we go, this will help us..talk more focused"