In the Shadows of the Soul IC

[Axelgear]

Iacchus just smiles and walks proudly back towards Seven. He then looks at Lou one more time. "Evil cultses? You havves weirds dreamses..." He then hops up onto the horse, with assistance from Seven, and gives Lou another glance. "Boo!"

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Another use. Sorry, but it's addictive.

[Hoorex]

Lou

Iacchus' face grows large and grotesque, as the word "boo" seems to continue to be at least twenty syllables long. With each passing second, his face becomes more and more intense, literally covering the horizon and gnashing at the elf. On instinct, he trips backwards, rolls, draws his bow and sends and arrow directly through the things face. Luckily for Iacchus, because of the distorted view, the arrow just skimmed the top of his head. Not enough to injury him, but enough to sting. A lot.

[dauphinous]

Seven

"Oy, cut it out, Iacchus." Seven steps between the fey and the elf, facing Iacchus. "Save the juice for an enemy. You want to have your fun, keep it non-magical." She smirks then. "I'll bet you can't. It's probably so easy to just use magic to do it that you can't even think of anything you can do without it." The taunt is delivered light-heartedly. She doesn't really want to irritate him, just keep a kind of peace. If he intends to travel with them, there will have to be some lines drawn. If they are going to work as a team, there has to be some trust, at least. The kind of trust that means no one shoots each other in the back. But she doesn't expect him to stick to it without some emotional blackmail, and she sure isn't above giving a shot at delivering it.

She turns around then and offers Lou a hand up. "You okay?"

[Hoorex]

Lou

He groaned slightly as he grasped Seven's hand. It had been a long while since he had to deal with someone who didn't like him and had the balls to do something about it. Figuratively, of course. He had met many women, as well. Though, not wanting to be further embarrassed, he smiled weakly and yawned.

"Just a little fun, no harm done. We weren't hurting anybody..." He said, trying to play it off like he was just playing along.

[Axelgear]

Iacchus, who, in the meantime, has a look on his face somewhere between mild shock and a sheer hope his scalp is still in place, tries to close his half-open jaw as he reaches up and brushes the few strayed hairs back in place.

"For nows... I thinks I shalls lets thises go..." He said, still a bit amazed at the near-miss. Jaebrin had outstanding luck, but even for him that was a little close. However, before long, his usual demeanor has returned and he is already plotting how to get a spider into someone's bed or to have them eat something disgusting. She was right; he'd grown a bit too accustomed to toying with drunks and magical fear. He had to get back to the real thing...

[DarkLadyOfTheSith]

Rhiannon

Climbing aboard her horse, the acolyte leaves room for Lou to climb on as well, although her expression seems to indicate she can't decide if she got the better end of the deal or not. "Where are we headed?"

[The_Snark]

Azathul

Azathul watches Lou and Iacchus warily from underneath his helm, brows beetling in disapproval until Seven steps in and solves the problem. Or seems to; the dwarf resolves not to let further trouble on that front surprise him. "For that," he answers Rhiannon, "you would need to ask Rainard. Who is still abed, unless he has awaken since I came out." As everyone else is mounting, he turns for the door himself and heads inside to find Rainard.