allinacon: (coffee?)
"Robin Goodfellow" ([personal profile] allinacon) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet 2017-03-25 06:42 pm (UTC)

Do you really think that once I get my claws into a few mice I will let them go so easily?

[Sure it would seem merciful to let them live, but Robin was essenally a cat. And cats love playing with their food. He flexed his fingers, eyes wide and teeth bared and while it might look like a smile, there was still a hint of sharp teeth and nails under his human counternance. The two might have gotten away for a time, but he would find them again to play some more.]

Really? I would think someone of your status would be a little busy.

[Not that he was complaining. Robin was a puck and they had little use for status and rankings. After all, they were the tricksters and the jesters and as such could be held above kings if they so wish for such. That was why they were tied to a place or family for chaos shouldn't have such freedom.

Picking up a glass of water, he tipped it over the head of the fainted gambler as they passed him. Setting it done on the next table, he led the other fae pass the various tables, easily side-stepping around the staff and customers alike. Finally they got to the bat and he hopped onto a stool, leaning over to give the middle-age bartender a grin. They didn't look impressed, but after finishing drying a glass, they set two glasses down for them.]

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