Inside the Tavern...

[i]Zikku orders the drink with the least amount of alcohal in it and leans back in her chair as the barmaid goes into the back room with her order. She looks over to where an old man blew smoke right over her head. [/i]**crazy people**

Vince sits at a barstool on the other side of the bar, looking at lady Zikku *She seems familiar........* he keeps staring "Hey Barkeep?......Could I order a 'hurricane' and a 'Incredible Hulk'? It would be greatly appreciated..."

Zikku's ear twitches as two drunken men at a table behind her throw colourful words at each other. She turns around on the chair just as some obese man blows smoke in her face. Zikku coughs and waves some of the smoke away with her hand.
"Can I -koff- help you -koff-, sir?" He gets up close to her face where she has to almost bend backwards to stay away a decent distance.
"Where you little lady headin' off to?" Zikku could smell alcohal in each breath blowing into her face and burning up her nose.
"I am... uh... just stopping by" she said coughing a bit. Zikku bends backwards slightly to avoid making any physical contact with the burly man and walks over to the lady's room.

Zikku comes back out of the restroom and makes her way back to the stool she was sitting on, oblivious to both Vincent and Villius. On her way back to her seat, some random man tapped her buttocks quickly. She turned around and gave him a murderous look, then walked on. She sat down and leans forward, placing her elbows on the counter-top, waiting for her drink. The large man sat down next to her and blew smoke in her direction. "Hey there, little lady, why are yun not stayin' longer? I could make it worth you're while" he said winking humourously. Zikku bit her bottom lip to avoid laughing at his disturbed face. "I'd rather not, kind sir"

Zikku blinked her eyes, dumbfounded for the moment. *Who does this guy think who he is?* Zikku stares at Villius before making a decision.
"Yes, mil'lord, he is bothering me. But tell me first, what is it that has you meddling in my affairs? Do I have something that you want, perhaps?" Zikku places her fists on her hips, holding her weight on one side, rather than the other. The burly man smiles crookedly with yellow-stained teeth. He places his hand on Zikku's shoulder and on Villius's shoulder, using them as a balance.
"You guys are great -hic-" he said with red-shot eyes. The large man slumps over their shoulders, still clutching to them both. *This is awkward... a drunk and a stalker, I'm so lucky...*

Zikku looks at Villius with an astonished look on her face. *He just killed that man! A murderer is what he is! What do I do now? * Zikku takes in a deep breath. *Ok, I should just play it cool, maybe he won't hurt me then*. Zikku takes a step back, almost stepping on the back of the stool to make her trip.
"Um... er... thank you, uh.... sir." Zikku's voice trembles as her mind throws out crazy ideas. Zikku stares at Villius with unmoving eyes. *Wait a minute, wasn't he the one that produced that strange vibe, back at the bridge on my way here?*

Zikku sits down on the stool, stealing her eyes away from Villius. She turns to her cloak to pick it up. *What the hell is it doing on the floor?*

Zikku watched Villius leave and just nodded her head to him. She stared at Nozomu again. Cautious about the drink, she found it odd that anybody would buy her something, but he was too kind, that it just seemed stupid to think anything of it.

"Ok then, Sir." She took hold of the glass he handed to her and held it up as a kind gesture, then brought it to her mouth and tipped it, drinking all the contents of the drink in one sip.

"May I have my cloak back now?" she said placing the emptied glass onto the counter.

Smiling at her he replied.

"Certainly, sweetheart; as long as you pledge yourself to me"

Nozomu itched behind his ear, at this moment, he noticed her long ears. *An elf? Wow, even more facinating*

( This is for Nozomu : In the rules it say at least 3 lines, please respect it, for now i will give you the chance to edit and at the next one be at least 3 lines, thanks for understanding. )

Zikku's thought process starts to react slower. *sleeping.... powder?* She holds her forehead with her other hand. It feels like a hammer is pounding her skull from the inside. *pledging... myself? ... ugh* She looks at Nozomu with hazey eyes, strugging against the drug to keep awake.

"I.... I wo-.... I won't let you... ugh, MY HEAD! ... I won't ple... dge"

Zikku slumps forward into Nozomu, slowly loosing conscience.