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Post by Grubhosh on Oct 8, 2002 20:49:48 GMT
chews on a lump of bread thoughtfully
Hmmm I don't know I might go egg some of the Uruk-hai..
Grins evily
but I don't have any money for eggs
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Post by The Witch King on Oct 8, 2002 21:01:51 GMT
*stuffs a load of snake rings in his mouth*
You don't have to buy them, just steal them from the Elves like everyone else does.
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Post by Jared on Oct 9, 2002 4:51:59 GMT
The female Elf's eyebrow arches quite obviously. She almost chokes as she stifles a snigger and drops the fork. It hits "her" foot. Hard. Something rather loud but muffled can be heard, the words sounding vaguely like "Oh, shit."
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Post by The Witch King on Oct 9, 2002 7:12:14 GMT
*Turns round to glare at the Elf. Notices what lovely boots she's wearing and is consumed with jealousy. They have steel toe caps, buckles and everything.
Thinks about mugging her for them when she leaves. Observes her 'date' wondering whether it would be wise to take on two Elves. Decides however that 'Mr Elf' is a complete pansy unlikely to put up much of a fight. Moves his chair to where he can watch them.*
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Post by Jared on Oct 9, 2002 9:18:33 GMT
The female Elf picks up the fork, muttering something which sounds like "Damn lousy fork in this stinking restaurant..."
Looks up and sees the Witch-King watching the table. "Her" brows narrow and she turns her attention back to the table in an exaggerated and deliberate matter after shooting him a glare.
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Post by Elidor on Oct 9, 2002 10:22:27 GMT
*THe male elf looks at the Witch King and gave him a nice friendly smile and a nod. He seems to be consulting a book hidden under the table cloth...*
My dear Minya, can you accompany me to the bathroom? I have something important to tell you...
;D
edit - [jeez. that elidor has horrible taste with names.]
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Post by Jared on Oct 9, 2002 10:34:00 GMT
Glares at the Elf.
You can say whatever you want here. And leave me alone for five minutes. My foot is healing.
Picks up the fork and stabs the table. The fork seems quite dented by now...
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Post by The Witch King on Oct 9, 2002 10:41:35 GMT
I would just like to raise an interesting point here.
Jared= female Elf
Eli= male Elf
Wouldn't a toliet be a wholly inappropriate place to talk?
Which gender toilets would you visit anyway?
Confused?
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Post by Jared on Oct 9, 2002 10:43:19 GMT
ooc - Eh... I was considering going with "him" to swap clothes or something. But it'd be so weird. And I can't stand beside "him", because it's gonna look so weird. ;D
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Post by The Witch King on Oct 9, 2002 10:47:14 GMT
If you go to the toilets that's the perfect opportunity for me to mug you for your boots.  Or is this getting way out of hand? |
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Post by Elidor on Oct 9, 2002 10:48:16 GMT
Alright. You forced me. Don't get mad and start hurling chairs at me...
A female elf is not suppose to pick a fight in a restaurant...you haven't forgot our purpose here, have you? Besides, I want to stay here longer to view the 'drama' and not get kick out by the staff for inappropriate manners.
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Post by Jared on Oct 9, 2002 10:49:59 GMT
ooc - Am I supposed to be afraid, you two?  Sigh. Boot-mugging isn't exactly the most ethical thing in the world to do... And I pick fights whenever I like. And you'll also lose, my dear Eli. ;D Ha. |
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Post by The Witch King on Oct 9, 2002 10:55:30 GMT
*Watches the two Elves with interest. They are obviously having a lovers tiff about something and this amuses him greatly.*
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Post by Elidor on Oct 9, 2002 10:57:46 GMT
Whatever...
*Shuts up and starts concentrating on the food. The meat is very tough, causing the elf to accidentally sent a broccoli flying towards the witchking's table, landing right on Grubby's forehead...*
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Post by Jared on Oct 9, 2002 10:58:26 GMT
Catches the black, evil-looking guy staring.
I know Elves are extremely interesting, but can you avert your attention back to your date? It's called manners.
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Sigh. Boot-mugging isn't exactly the most ethical thing in the world to do...