A friendly Bar Competition

23 August 2016

12:10 Chip Stilton makes his way into The Gullet with a graceful scratch of his butt must below that fluffy brown tail of his. He's wearing the same blue jeans but a short sleeved lumberjack shirt, buttons opened at the collar to combat the heat of the hot day. He turns to Mari with a wave "Afternoon Mari!" Before turning to the others he might recognise with a cheeky smile. "Hope we're all feeling as good as you look!"

12:11 < Bryce> Afternoon, Chip

12:13 Chip Stilton inclines his head to his trusted companion. "Afternoon Brycey. How'd last night go for you?" The mouse stretched wide before making his way towards a sofa close to Mari, leaping up onto it, before resting his tiny butt down in the centre. Plenty of room around him!

12:14 Bryce Daeless flops down as well. "Eh. Kinda boring, really."

12:17 Chip Stilton "You know... I keep hearing about this other dimension the sciences buffs keep harping on about. They discovered a world almost exactly like ours, only way, way back in time! They're calling it Fantasy Realm. We could always take a trip there for an adventure." Eyes the otter up, grinning. "You'd make an awesome archer and I'm the best thief you could ask for. We just need a paladin and we're set!"

12:21 Bryce Daeless snags a glass of water and squints at the mouse. "What makes you think I'd be any good as an archer? Look at me, A longbow for me would be a shortbow for most people!"

12:27 Chip Stilton shrugs at that, stroking the bottom of his chin. "Well, you're too slinky for armour... Plus leather and camo would look good on you!" Chip looked to Mari "Mari's got the wizard thing going down. Stripes and magic go together like tea and biscuits."

12:29 Chip Stilton clicks his fingers with a point to Bryce. "Crossbow! You'd own that look."

12:30 Serilde struts into the bar and takes a seat at one of the stools and orders a triple of scotch. She waves a talon at the handful of other patrons and taps her claw impatiently on the counter. As she hears chip go on, she smirks. "I think that one'd need a good crank on that crossbow to pull the string back. He looks a little scrawny to do it unassisted."

12:31 Bryce Daeless hums and nods. "I guess I could work a crossbow better... Not as nice as a regular bow, but eh..." He prods the mouse, though. "But what's all this about me being 'slinky' and looking good in leather?" he smirks. "Been looking when you shouldn't, Chip?" :p

12:33 Bryce Daeless looks over at the formel. "You'd be surprised how strong I am, birdy. The reason I don't want to use a bow is because I don't have a long enough draw. I can work a hand-crank or a lever easy enough."

12:41 Serilde regards the otter with some interest, looking him up and down as if evaluating him with her piercing eyes that hang above her sharp beak. She then shifts to one of the nearby tables and puts an elbow up upon with her claw open inviting him to an arm wrestle. "Come, show me your strength then little water rat," she challenges with a smirk.

12:44 < Chip> (Did everyone DC or just me there?)

12:44 < Chip> (Ty dude.)

12:46 Bryce Daeless rolls his eyes at Serilde, shaking his head slowly. "What is it with gryphons and challenges?" He eyes her up and down as well, making his own judgements. "Anyways, never said I could beat you. Just that I'm stronger than I look."

12:48 Chip Stilton turns to the gryphon, a delayed reaction of sorts. "There is always a middle ground to be had here! Why fight when you could come with us?! You double up as warrior and mount in a pinch!" The mouse teased with a flick of his tail, eyes turned to the confident gryphon.

12:51 < Bryce> [sub]Well that's no fun[/sub]

12:52 Chip Stilton glances between the chocolate rabbit and the shark, the tension between the pair growing steadily. He rubs the back of his head before turning to Bryce with a cheeky shrug. "Of course I've been looking. I spend enough time beside your ass to know what you'd look good in and what you wouldn't." Chip leans on the otter in those blue jeans, suitable short sleeved lumberjack shirt completing the look.

12:52 Serilde rolls her eyes at the little mouse upon the counter and ruffles her feathers. "I wasnt trying to fight your boyfriend here, I was just wanting him to show me this hidden strength he had in a friendly little arm wrestle." Her eyes then dance back up towards Bryce as she gives a smirk. "Anyways, I didn't think you could beat me either, but if you put up a decent fight you'd beat my expectations of you."

12:53 < Bryce> [sub]Sushi isn't necessarily raw fish. That's a variant of sushi called sashimi and it's not just fish, it's other meats too[/sub]

12:54 < Angel> Bryce is actually right. I should have remembered that. -_- Seeing as my culinary teacher in high school literally flipped shit at the class about that mix up

12:54 < Serilde> nigiri is my favorite by far. I thought sashimi was specifically the fish without any rice or any other dressings?

12:55 Chip Stilton raises his hands into the air, feigning insult at that, his smirk betraying the true extend of insult. "Our bromance knows no limits. Besides, he's a lot stronger than he looks." Chip glances up to the otter, nudging him. "Ain't that right?"

12:55 < Bryce> [url=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sashimi]Link for the bird[/url]

12:56 < Angel> Sheesh Vaughn lighten up

12:56 < Vaughn> Not today.

12:57 < Chip> [sub]I tend not to mind what form of sushi I pop in my mouth, so long as there's fake wasabi on hand <3 ~ <3 ~ <3 I can't find a horseradish similar to it in stores :(![/sub]

12:57 < Angel> ok then....

12:58 Chip Stilton looks back to Serilde, grinning mischievously. "So that's a definite no on the noble steed / warrior thing?"

12:58 Bryce Daeless sighs, but he stands and rolls his neck and shoulders as he makes his way towards Serilde. "You know what? Fine. I'll go down hard, but I'll go down with dignity." He glances back at Chip with his own smirk. "This is what I told her, mate. I assume she doesn't believe me, but I'll just have to accept the challenge."

13:00 Chip Stilton cheers at that, bringing his right arm up with a clenched fist shake, whistling like a wolf! "That'a lad! Remember, half of the game is all in the mind. [sub]Certainly not in her hulking strength that you shouldn't consider...[/sub]" The mouse coughs, cheering once more "I've got total faith in you big guy!"

13:01 < Jojo> This should be fun to watch.

13:02 Serilde sends a glare back at the little mouse in response. "Depends on what you're paying me to be your warrior, but I am certainly no one's steed." She then grins as the otter begins to step up to the table, watching him make a show of it. She sits still, looking calm and confident as she waits for him to step up. "I'm eager to see you try, water rat."

13:02 < Vaughn> What's going on?

13:04 Bryce Daeless hops up onto the stool across from the formel, resting his elbow on the table and flexing his short fingers. "Try is about all I'll do, but I can hope to give you a challenge, at least," he says.

13:07 Chip Stilton snaps into a defensive, shaken brace at that, raising his hands in a no trouble gesture. "Hehe! Well! You know, a fair, proportionate amount of whatever we loot! And ... [sub]don't worry about the mount thing, I mean, it's not like flying creatures have ever been proven to be extremely helpful to tasks requiring a fantasy party to reach point A to point Giant Fiery Mountain of Doom ... We'll be fine walking.[/sub]"

13:12 Serilde reaches forward with her powerful talons and wraps her digits tightly around the otter's paw. Her tail lashes out behind her and her muscles flex as she prepares for the match to begin. She grins across the table at the otter and growls in a low tone, "Whenever you're read, go ahead and count us down."

13:16 Bryce Daeless gives the claw a gentle squeeze, locking eyes with Serilde. "All right then. In three, two, [b]one[/b]!" With that he starts pushing, putting all the force of his arm into resisting the formel and. with a lot of optimism, maybe even start forcing her down?

13:16 Chip Stilton "Bryce! You wouldn't happen to have a will drafted up anywhere, would you?" The mouse muses, tail flicking as he darts towards them with a running jump, leaping atop one table to another, before making his way onto the table they're wrestling atop, sat in relatively safe distance within the corner least likely to find a falling limb slamming down on it.

13:19 Serilde narrows hies eyes at the otter as he begins to count down, only giving a little bit of ground from the initial advantage he had in starting the match, but she was still quick enough to react before she'd given much. Then with a grunt she pushes a little harder on the paw, bringing her strength to bare, straining against him. The paw wiggles and then begins to give up ground. She had to admit, she'd just expected to slam him down. He is a little stronger than she'd expected.

13:24 Bryce Daeless has a momentary flutter as he starts out strong, a combination of his own aforementioned advantage, and the formel underestimating him allowing him to ease Serilde over just a little. but that early triumph quickly fades away into grim resignation, his paw arcing back the other way. It's slow progress, but it's steady and inexorable, and before too long the otter finds his paw pressed to the tabletop by the gryphon. He nods, breathing a little harder. "Well played, there. Well played..."

13:28 Chip Stilton claps his hands, "Come on! Unleash some of that Scottish fury! What would the Highlanders of old say if they knew you were losing to a kitten budgie?" Swiftly glances to Serilde, his head sipping into his shoulders with a nervous grin. "A fearsome, grand ... lion eagle, gryphon! Is of course what I meant!" Could he distract her enough to secure a win?

13:34 Serilde feels the pace pick up as she gets him further down, until his paw thuds down against the table. She gives a snort and then nods her head at the otter. "Well...I suppose that crank doesnt need to be all that good after all," she concedes, with as close of an admission to his strength as he was going to get. "Now though, since I beat you, that means that my drinks for this evening are on your tab does it not? Unless you think I should claim my prize in anotehr manner," she says, clacking her beak. Her gaze then turns over to the mouse upon the side of the table and swipes him up in her free talon, dangling him by his tail. "Shush you, unless you want to see how fierce this 'budgie' can be."

13:38 Chip Stilton is swiftly swiped up by the gryphon "W'OAH!!" his world turned upside down as he feels the familiar pinch upon his tail, the mouse dangling left to right, swaying in a pendulum manner. "Shush as in stop talking all together or shush as in, stop saying things that might irritate you?" He shrugs, the swaying slowing somewhat as he hangs there before her.

13:38 Bryce Daeless shakes his paw, not wanting to let on just how much effort he put into that, but his shoulder and upper arm are feeling the strain. He's about reply, when he hears her demand, and scowls. "Now wait a minute! Nobody ever said anything about prizes!" he says, leaning towards her. "If you wanted to make a bet out of it you should've said so from the start! Don't go trying to impose it after the f- Hey!" The last outburst is at her manhandling - mousehandling? - Chip, and he snatches for the mouse. "Leave him be, he didn't mean anything by it!"

13:39 Chip Stilton glances over his shoulder, looking to Bryce with a look of appreciation. "Awh buddy! Scratch the archer thing, you're totally the knight of the party!" The mouse sighs with a smile on his face, looking back to the Gryphon. "He's a good friend!"

13:45 Serilde swishes her tail behind her as she leans over the table, grabbing at a forearm with her talon. "Oh, but prizes are implied in any competition. Besides, we dont really need any competition in here for a big strong predator such as myself, to claim a weaker prey thing like you. So do yourself a favor and just pick up my tab," she growls at him menacingly, flaring her wings to make her seem all that bitter and more imposing.

13:47 < Serilde> *bigger

13:49 Chip Stilton turns to Bryce once more. "You know, she's kinda right! Hey! I'll split the tab with you pal!" He glances back to Serilde, the nervous smile still present. "Anything for someone so friendly and nice! Very nice! I mean, you just seem so lovely, really!"

13:56 Bryce Daeless tenses up as her claw grips at him, and his other paw presses down on it. He spares a quick glance towards Chip before his eye fixes on the formel again. "Fine. But you should probably let the mouse go now. Besides, he ain't even worth a barsnack."

14:00 Serilde gives him a terse nod as he responds. "Good, I'm glad we have an understanding." The formel retracts her claw and settles back into her seat, releasing her grip on the mouse as well. "I had no intention of doing anything to your boyfriend here, as long as he can keep his tongue in check." She then shifts to cast an eye to the bar and licks her beak, leaving a shiny gleam upon it. "So, do you think a dinky little place like this has a 50 year scotch?"

14:04 Bryce Daeless leans back, scooping Chip towards him. "Doubtful. And I wonder if you could tell the difference between it and a 20 year old. If you have to threaten me to be able to afford something like that, I doubt you've had enough experience with it. But I'll leave you to your drinking, miss," he says, slipping off the stool and returning to his couch

14:06 Chip Stilton feels the talon release his tiny tail, the mouse opening his mouth to thank her, only to find gravity had betrayed him, sending him plummeting down before her, landing on the table with an unceremonious *THUD!*, landing right on the mousey nogging, flopping onto his back, clearly dazed and confused. Tiny little Serilde's churped and spun around his head as he was swept up by Bryce, shaking his head and batting away at the remaining ones, though likely he'd just look mental to anyone else looking on. Chip felt the otter rise and move, gulping as he turned to the gryphon they were retreating from at a pace all too slow for Chip's liking. "Errr ... you're sure that's a good idea!? She kinda, creamed you back there. I really, really don't mind living off crackers for the week if it means I'm not turned into one myself."

14:14 Serilde snorts at him and narrows her eyes. "I'll have you know that I've had a bottle or two in my time at officer ceremonies. I think I'll have a very good night," she says, and then trots off to the bar. A short time later, the formel begins to make her way to the couch with two drinks and a shot glass on her back and then takes a seat next to the otter. "I figured you might want a taste of what I'm having. The gryphon slides a glass towards the otter, and a smaller shot glass to the mouse, before settling back and sipping upon her own drink. The dark amber liquid had a wonderfully fragrant smell to them. "The best they had was a 35, but it came highly reccomended anyways," she explains, shifting to take up more than her fair share of space.

14:16 Mari Okoye quietly, steadily, the zebra begins to stir, grunting softly as his hands press against the couch cushions below. Straightening up and scanning over the club, Mari tried to make sense of the place before sparing a hand to straighten up his glasses, settling back in with a cross of his arms underneath his chin. Stretched out belly-down, the librarian's elbows hung over the arm of the couch as he worked to proverbially boot himself up, half-lidded eyes staring off into space, occasionally glancing here or there before focusing forwards once more.

14:18 Chip Stilton looks to Bryce and then to the drink, then once more to Bryce, before finally leaping out of his hands towards the drink. He lifted it up and took a swig without hesitation. He was a poor man and this was a very nice drink! He pulled that face you'd expect from a non-whisky drinker, a sort of MY NECK IS ON FIRE, panicked expression, before the gulp and look of appreciation, met with a slightly pathetic cough afterwards. Poor show Chip! Poor show!

14:18 Chip Stilton points over to Mari, still coughing away. "Hey! *Cough!* The wizard is up and moving!"

14:19 Bryce Daeless huffs a sigh and picks up the glass, inspecting it, sniffing at it, then taking a little sip with a thoughtful expression. "It's decent enough. I do hope they didn't charge top shelf for it, though, I've certainly had better. Had worse too, of course..." He smirks. "So I assume this one is on you, then? You did say you'd impose on my tab this [b]evening[/b], after all, and by my watch it's only 2. And you're a formel of your word, I assume?"

14:20 < Bryce> [sub]BRB lunching[/sub]

14:20 Mari Okoye's snout bobbed with his nod. "Verily," he agreed even if he didn't quite know what was meant by wizard! But he did understand the universal language of pointing.

14:21 Chip Stilton grins as he stands, a momentary stumble in the mouse's movements. "So ... Bryce and me are going to head to another dimension that these science buffs were talking about and we [sub]or rather, I[/sub]... were thinking that if we took you, you'd be the ideal wizard for our party! You've always got your head stuck in books!" The mouse lets out a hiccup, looking to his stomach with a raised brow. "Really? One drink?"

14:29 Mari Okoye slowly pulls his brow into a furrow, the zebra gently freeing one hand from beneath his chin to scratch at the side of his head. "You mean you are going to go and play Dungeons and Dragons? And well, I don't know. I tend to just sort of read non-fiction sorts of things, more as a hobby than taking a bite out of required reading." [sub]Nevermind the fact that a fair chunk of his time was spent reading the more adult types of novellas![/sub]

14:34 Chip Stilton shakes his head at that. "No, no, though, admittedly, I am always, always down for that if anyone wants to give it a go here! I am the absolutely best, evil overlord." Chip tents his fingers together, letting loose an evil laugh as if lightning and thunder crackled behind him for that moment, "Bwaahahahaha!" he eventually calms with a sigh and a wipe of his brow. "No, I mean the science geeks in the city have opened up a realm where you can walk on through and you're sent back to a world just like that! Dragons, medieval hamlets, fantastical arabian cities in deserts thick with mystery, not to mention an abundance of bored and lonely tavern wenches!" Chip's grin broadened at the prospect of such a thing, turning to Bryce as he stood on the table there, waving his hand dismissively. "Forget being a rogue. I'm going to go back as a barbarian!" He pulled the best Conan pose he could, attempting to show off what muscles the little guy had.

14:35 Serilde had just taken a small sip after having a good long scent of her own when the otter goes on to use her own words against her. She nearly spits her drink back out before catching herself and putting back on a stoic expression, forcing her ruffled feathers to lay back down against herself. She then turns to regard him with a rather critical eye and nods. "Of course," she says dryly, trying to play it off, even as some irritation seeps into her tone. "But you dont expect me to wait til the evening rolls around to quench my thirst."

14:51 Bryce Daeless smiles and raises his glass to her, nodding. "Well of course not! It would be pretty petty to let yourself parch just to avoid paying for a drink. I salute you, miss... Um, I don't think we ever exchanged names, did we?"

14:52 Chip Stilton turns towards Serilde, still holding his Conan flex. "I'm Chip!" he relaxed with a chuckle, another hiccup released from his little lips.

14:56 Serilde takes another sip and then nods at the otter next to her and then sets her glass down on teh counter. "And it would be equally as petty for me to limit myself to swill." She pauses at the question, and then shakes her head. "Serilde. I'd offer to shake, but I think I already left you shaking after our match. Now what's yours, unless you prefer me calling you water rat all evening." She then looks down at the silly little mouse and then brings a claw forward to give him a casual flick, enough to knock him off his balance. "Chip huh? You look silly like that. Have some more whiskey."

14:59 Chip Stilton is certainly flicked off his balance by the powerful talon, rocking onto a single leg, the mouse flailing his arms and legs there in an attempt to stabilize! "W'aohhh!" The mouse landing back on his second foot after three hops across the table, grinning broadly! "Oooo, don't mind if I do!" the mouse inclined his head respectfully

15:01 Bryce Daeless can't help but chuckle, and he holds his paw out to her anyway. "Not shaking that hard. I'm Bryce. And otters are mustelids, by the way."

15:06 Serilde snickers at the little dance that the mouse does and then turns back to the otter with a nod. She lets the paw hang in the air for a second before finally going in for a quick shake and releasing. "Who cares about what they are, Bryce, I know what they look like."

15:09 Chip Stilton turns to Bryce, curious to see how the big fella handles the names cast his way.

15:13 Bryce Daeless raises a brow at the bird. "You mean besides from having a longer body, shorter snout, [b]wider[/b] snout, actually having fur on the tail..."

15:19 Serilde shrugs again at the otter and regards her glass with more interest than her companion. "I mean, that, like your oiled coat, is probably just some evolutionary adapdations." She then turns towards the mouse upon the table. "So...what is that you were saying about this portal? I could go for a little blood sport."

15:21 Chip Stilton's eyes open wide with a panic "THE PORTAL!!! AHHH I WAS SUPPOSED TO TURN THE MACHINE OFF!!!" The mouse bellows loudly, swiftly rising from the table, dashing towards the exit of The Gullet at high speed! (Got to eat, sorry gang! I will return if I can! Loved the RP though! <3)

15:25 Bryce Daeless watches the little mouse scamper away with a blink. "...well then. Ahem... I mean he was saying a lot about porting over to another dimension or something, I wasn't really following along all that well, I admit..."

15:39 Serilde watches with confusing as chip darts away, tilting her head. She then turns back at him as he begins to explain. "Well...he doesnt seem all there in the head anyways. Its probably just some wild imaginations then. I admit I was only half paying attention earlier."