The Dancing Fox Inn XXX: No, Not That Triple X

[KerfuffleMach2]

((Sorry for the double post, but something has to happen. It's too dead here.))

Opie starts running around like a mad man. Or mad ferret, in his case.

Semaj is still practicing with his newfound fire abilities, burning words into the table in front of him.

Silva decides to go for a walk outside.

Zaydon has his head on the table. He's snoring.

[Lerky]

Renn shakes Zaydon

[KerfuffleMach2]

Zaydon makes some noises and jerks awake. Huh...wha... He looks at Renn. Yeah?

[Lerky]

if you wanna sleep get a room

[KerfuffleMach2]

You know, I never thought of that. Huh.

Opie is running up and down the bar.

[Quinsar]

Areisha walks downstairs, a bit pale...

[Lerky]

Renn stares at the paler than normal Areisha
you okay?

[Quinsar]

Yeah...

[Lerky]

ya sure?

[Quinsar]

She slowly nods.

[Lerky]

ya want a..drink or something?

[Quinsar]

SHe shakes h er head and collapses into a booth.

[Lerky]

Renn, having nothing else to do, sits across from her.

[Quinsar]

She has her eyes closed.

[Lerky]

Renn sits there quietly, to disturb her. If she doesn't move in a few minuets he will get worried.

[Quinsar]

She doesn't move...

[Lerky]

renn decides the nudge her a bit

[Quinsar]

...Wha?...

[Lerky]

I think you need to get into your bed

[Quinsar]

I came down for... Food....

[Lerky]

ah...what do you want?

[Quinsar]

She shrugs...

[Lerky]

hows a salad sound?

[Quinsar]

Good...
She nods...

[Lerky]

I'll get Fif on it.

Renn stands up and goes to the kitchen, where Fif is doing...something
whatever you're thinking it's not that
Fif, can you get Areshia a salad

Fif:

the gray elf

oh! Yes, sir, Mr. Renn, sir.
she hops up and begins preparing the food.

Renn goes back out to Areshia.

[Quinsar]

Areisha's fallen asleep...

[Lerky]

Renn sits across from her again
she better wake up and pay soon

[Quinsar]

Her veins are starting to be visible...

[Lerky]

Renn spots that and eyes them suspicously
that's...odd

at that moment Fif comes out. She places the plate before the unconscience women. She looks at her than Renn
are you two...dating?

I'm married

Fif walks off
still...she mumbles

[Quinsar]

Her jaw hangs open....