Dance with Me {Saturnalia}

[saturnalia]

The newcomer Chiroptae blanched slightly at Dayobi’s words, stuttering out a reply. “Had I seen you sooner, I would not have spoken such words! I had no idea that Jayensi had brought pleasant company, for once, good Lady… I meant no insult. None at all!” At her offered paw, he took it, bowing low over it.

At Dayobi’s introduction of Furl, the smaller Chiroptae finally took notice of him, peering up to study the Carrion. “Erm, pleased to meet you, good sir Ja'Kaefurl,” he replied, coughing slightly at the smoke Furl had blown his way.

‘Skae, slithering forward slightly, narrowed his eyes at the newcomer, who twitched slightly in response. He was obviously disturbed at the presence of the Naga, and more so at the casual manner the guests were interacting with ‘Skae.

“Yes,” ‘Skae responded to Furl’s question. “I suppose he’s the actor of this theatre,” the Naga continued, and the Chiroptae’s eyes narrowed slightly, suspicious of where the Naga was going with this introduction. “He prefers to speak in lines than in sense, most of the time.”

The Chiroptae glared at the Naga. “More sense in lines than in idle babbling,” he snapped back. He promptly turned away from ‘Skae, in an attempt to ignore the youngling, and addressed the guests once more. “I am Shakaejre,” he stated. “Puppeteer of the Oath type, and very pleased to meet you.”

Jayensi, meanwhile, had recovered himself a bit, and rose, glaring at Shakaejre, to stand near ‘Skae. The Oath, oblivious to the fact that he was basically being set up, offered the Music a brief glare at the movement.

Turning back to Dayobi, he swept his wings open wide. “May I inquire as to what I might be able to do for you and your companion? I cannot imagine how you managed to find your way to this humble place, nor why you’d choose to follow the crazed composer,” he glanced again at Jayensi, disdain in his look, “but if there’s anything I can do for you, please do say so.”

[Nathalia]

Dayobi allowed the Chiroptae to take her paw, face still set in a pleasant smile. "No offense taken, dear Sir. Not on my account, anyway." She turned to look over her shoulder at Jayensi. "However, I take a slight affront to the insults you continue to burden my companion Jayensi with... I have neither seen him be crazed nor a poor composer...some of his music looks to be quite good..."

She met eyes with the Puppeteer. Her eyes were blank...and cold. "Why is it you feel the need to toss about unpleasantries? It is not a way to garner friendships...whether they be true or not." She remained smiling, a perplexing ability of the Lady that amused Furl greatly. "I do not mean to offend, Shakaejre. Of course I am not one to impune upon your honor, my dear sir, I admit to knowing nothing about your relationship and perhaps the name calling is necessary, but I might ask that you refrain from doing so in my presence."

Furl gave him a look that was nearly a leer. "My lady is correct." He murmured. "When in company, one is to act accordingly to polite entities..." The large Chiroptae tapped the bulb of his pipe against the wall to loosen the thick ash. His smile was unnerving, from the very corner of his mouth something poked between his lips, thick white and wriggling. It's appearance drew attention to the large wound on the Carrion's shoulder... Another thick banded form writhed gently...a maggot.

Furl closed his lips and smiled again, his face settling into a pleasant expression. He turned to look over his shoulder at 'Skae and winked briefly.

Dayobi inclined her head lightly to Shakaejre. "If you wish to accompany us as well, my dear Sir, you are welcome to do so. We would welcome your company...if you are capable of controlling yourself."

Furl shouldered past the other Chiroptae and held the path cleared for Jayensi to lead them on. "Lead on, friend, take us where you will."