Kith catches up...
Earlier this morning
Kith begins striding purposefully towards the School, but his body has other ideas. His nose leads his feet on an easier path, eyes still mostly gummed shut giving no clues as to where the rebellous body goes. He finds himself in Dorac'z…
By Ithil! Well as you say, where the body leads I shall go…
Boramin greeted them, then again attempted to move something with his mind. Kith smiled broadly and cheered Boramin on.
*sigh * I suppose that tricking him last year by moving the bowl when he stared at it was a bit mean… but you never know he might just get some ability one day…
Kith and Keith enjoyed their meals and then headed back towards the school.
Not worth trying to hide a coin on him today, I’ll just add it to my tally and catch him up in a few days…
Not long ago…
Just outside the Library Keith comments on Kith’s unkemptness and reputation…
Keith glances to Kith, "At least the food was above par... something to settle the belly I am sure... though now I would suggest a fresh bath for you is in order... maybe with luck you can find a young maiden to assist you..."
Keith gestures to Charlotte...
Kith looks to Charlotte, the left eyebrow waggles up and down, he chuckles queitly.
Charlotte looks at Keith with disbelief and disgust on her face. "I think not!" She says. She looks back at Kith, "Find some other girl to wash you, because I certainly don't care to. Especially not after last night. It was a good thing that I, at least, was still sober."
Last night, hmmm, I’ll need to get that story… Oh, well, *sniffs himself*, whoa, I really need to clean up.
Kith wanders off, half towards the bath, half in search of a furry trouble maker…
"Besides, I am looking forward to finding someone, willing to spar with me, in the library." She says, adjusting her rapier. "Unless one of you two is man enough to fight me…”
Presentish time, after-bath…
Kith wanders the hall, making little whistling noises and chittery sounds. Occasionaly calling out “Turin!” and making threates concerning the furballs next meal if he doesn’t appear instantly.
He begins to zero in on his friend, outside a familiar door…
knock, knock. A few seconds pass. Knock, Knock. A few more seconds. KNOCK, KNOCK .
The door opens. Charlotte, appears perturbed.
“What do you want?” Her eyes shimmer menacingly.
“I just love it when you do that.”
“What?”
“The eye shimmer bit, you know when your mad.” Kith winks,” I just happened to be in the neighborhood, mmm, right outside your door, and well," voice droping two octaves, "now that you ask what I want…” steps forward almost against her and spins around her, not quite touching, into the room. His voice becomes light and airy “…I am looking for Turin.”
She looks startled. Then, strangely composed.
“Have you seen that scamp?” Kith asks, casually looking around.
“What makes you think he’s in my room?” She rests her hand on the hilt of the her Rapier.
“Well, if I was gonna go somewhere and spy pretty girls whilst they slept,” Kith bends to look under the bed, “it’s where I’d be. Not that I’d have to stoop to spying…’’
“YOU…” Charlotte advances menacingly.
“Hmmm, ohh and by the way what did happen last night?” Comes the most innocent of questions.
Almost on que her face faults, then struggles to arrange itself, fighting between rage and absolute disbelief. “What... you... don’t... remember?” She chokes incredously.
“Not really” Kith springs lightly up to the top of the foot board of her bed. "I was drinking something almost as dangerous as myself."
Jump skill is 10, minimum would be 2ft + (roll above 10 divided by 8), most footboards are about 21/2 to 3 ft tall…for the next… same jump… climb skill 5 I’ve got a handhold (I hope)
Then he springs up and grabs the rafter pulling himsefl up to eye level with it.
“Ah-ha. There you are, I knew I felt you around here.” His hand grabs something from on top of the rafter, then he seems to lose his grip. Panic crosses his face, then delight as he falls to the floor. He backrolls up to his feeet holding out a dust covered ferret.
He scrunches up his face and does his best imitation of Charlotte, " 'Find some other Master to wash you, because I certainly don't care too. Especially not after last night.' " His imitation breaks up with gigles, " 'Atleast I was drunk.' ”
Face to face with groggy ferret, beginning to awaken, he laughs, “Did you see anything I should know about?”
Turin yawns. Sleepy now, sllleee-pppyy…zzznnnnnn
Kith turns seeing Charlotte's face growing red. Her hand gripping her sword.
“Ahhh, wait, I was just kidding, really.” He holds the dust covered ferret inbetween them, “Just ask him.”
Kith turns, trying to back towards the door, “Its every man for himself, little buddy.” He says to Turin.
Seeing Charlotte drawing her sword, “Well if you want to spar,’ voice gets dusky, ‘I’ll spar with…EEPP!”
Her sword flashes out cutting through the air he just left and tumbling back out the door, catching it with his foot, he closes it behind him.
He bolts down the corridor arms and ferret akimbo.
Stopping several corridors away, to catch his breathe,”She really needs to find some humor in her life.” He scrubs a hankerchief over the protesting masked tube rat.
Cut it out, I am not that dirty… "Kchkchzzkksscht!" Turin squishes out of his grip clambers around his arm across his shoulders the sproings down the hall.
“Damn it I just found you.” Kith tears off after him. “You better not get dirty again!”
When next we see Kith he should be re-approaching the Library… where Zhure was trying to place us… hint, hint… If anyone, mostly Gnomeworks for being interupted at the door, takes offense at my liberties... just tell me and I'll figure something else out...
