02-24-05 1

Characters involved: Jarril, Sorrel, Taye, Skipai, Jabberwock, Audri, Zoe_Lang, Rahier, Senna, Jabilo, & Sundew.

Western Shore

The patrol slowly after being away from the mountain for a good while, makes it's way slowly back to the mountain, several hares still bandaged, the major being one of them while a few hares that left haven't come back at all. Shielding his eyes from the sun, Jarril gives a slight smile. "Ah, nothing like being at home, wot." Turning to face Neville with a hare beside him, carrying the goods that were looked for in the first place. "Alright now, we're nearly back. No doubt at one point ya all be asked about what happened. So speak the truth if questioned. Anyone that still needs any attention to their wounds should report ta the infirmary and get the field repairs checked on properly." The major slowly comes to a stop and looks at the mountain, craning his neck. Another patrol back once again as he slowly takes off his backpack and winces as a strap moves over his left shoulder.

Sorrel looks up. "Aww, man, can't wait t'get some real food."

Taye limps up beside Sorrel with a relieved grin, shading his eyes with a paw as he looks up at the welcome sight of the mountain. "Aye... 'n' lots of it. I-" But, his attention is taken by the sudden appearance of a hare heading their way from the mountain, waving his paws frantically and looking rather somber as he comes to a sand-spraying halt before the group. "Y'all got ordahs t'head straight up t' the recreation room! Th'colonels ain't happy with the lot o' you, ah no they ain't."

Sorrel looks worried. "Ah, damn et all..."

Coming to a stop, the otter churrs softly, shaking his head. "Aye and I be the one t' cook that real food myself no doubt." Skipai shaking his head and blinking at the other hare. "Oh great." Moving his webbed paws up in the air, turning to face Neville. "Look what y' got this old otter into now. Should've stayed at sea." The otter moves off muttering towards the mountain.

Sorrel grins at neville. "Oh, now ye got the cook mad at tye, nev, tha's not a good sign."

Just kind of slumping as the messenger hare runs back off to the mountain, Taye looks rather dejectedly towards the others and then just starts trudging towards the mountain, again. "Hope they at least let us eat /somethin'/ while they're yellin'.." Glum.

Sorrel sighs. "Like that'll happen, and trudges off beside her.

Jarril shakes his head and lifts up his backpack. "Oh don't worry. I probably get most of the yellin." The major slowly starts for the mountain himself, keeping his head up high, he makes his way forwards. "However, if it gets ta bad, someone knock me out, its an order, wot."

Taye glances to the side at Jarril at this "order" but says nothing as he lowers his head, and just continues on.

Sorrel shakes her head in a rather dark mood. "Nah, ye don' get te sleep through a'lf of wot we bally get."

Salamandastron: Level Three

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This is the main intersection chamber on the third level of the mountain's

catacomb-like tunnels. Numerous passages lead off in all directions from

the almost perfectly round clearing, hewn into the living rock.

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Visible Exits:

[Up] to the Crater [Down] to the Second Level

[R]ecreation [R]oom [B]adger [L]ords Room

[Inf]irmary [Bath]s

Sorrel notices the closed door. "Must be bally serious, wot.

Jarril stops just outside the door and coughs, fixing his uniform, nothing to be done about the slight tear on his uniform. Making sure he's as presentable as he possibly can be, he turns around. "Right, ready then, chaps and chapess?"

Sorrel sighs. "As we'll ever be..."

Taye sighs deeply, but also straightens his uniform and stands up a bit straighter. "Aye, sah."

Jarril nods and takes hold of the door handle but stops. "Hmmm. Nah, its a bar, not like we've been asked ta the meeting room." Taking the handle fully, the major opens the door and steps right in, boldly.

Salamandastron: Recreation Room

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The recreation room for the army of the Longpatrol. Here soldiers come to

relax after a hard day's work and the officers come for a game of cards or

a quick drink by the fire. The room is quite large, having to deal with a

lot of hares at one time. Along one wall there is a large worktop with

some cuhsioned stools lining one side of it. On the other side of the

worktop there stand many kegs and bottles, lined so that they can be

easily opened by someone standing on the inside of the bar but well out of

reach of the rowdy hares on the other side. There are a few woollen cloths

on the bar and mats in front of each stool. The next thing nearest to the

bar are the round tables, each with 4 chairs around and a lantern in the

middle of each one. There are a couple of slightly larger oval tables with

8 seats around, obviously for larger crowds. The other end of the room is

littered with armchairs, comfortable armchairs, each pair with a small

table in between. The armchairs are near the fire, used to heat the room

and provide extra comfort for the relaxing soldiers.

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Visible Exits:

[Out]

Jabberwock is knocked down as people come into the recreation room, bumoing into the ladder. A stream of expletives can be heard from him before he smiles. "Welcome back, wot."

Audri continues her little path towards Keita's chair, claws tapping on the stone floor. Taking a quick glance up at the doe, she sneaks under her chair, mumbling something as she grabs hold of 'unken.

Slowly, folks start to realize that the guests of the party have... arrived. Er. Looking up from their work at final touches on the decorations, some grin a bit mischievously and wave, and some even cheer. The hare who informed the patrol to come up to the recreation room pops up with a reeeeally big grin, right in front of Jarril as he enters, and snickers. "Surprise! I fooled ya!" That is, this is a surprise party, folks, start yelling surprise!

Jarril nods slowly at the messenger hare, though putting in the back of his mind to getting the young buck back at a later date. Moving in, the major just dumps his backpack into the corner, glad to have got rid of that for the time being and makes a bee line for the bar itself. "So what does a major have ta do in getting a drink around here, then wot?"

Sorrel notices the hares around, then the one on the ground, "Well, i've had enough care, wot with everythin' wot's been goin' around." And also head for her usual spot at the bar.

His steps almost seeming to lighten at the relief of /not/ being yelled at, Taye just kind of stands at the entrance for the moment and looks around the decorated room with a grin. Upon catching sight of his dad, the grin widens and he kinda limp-hops over his way, meanwhile snagging some food off one of the tables as he passes it.

Jarril relieved to having a mug in his paw, the major forgets all food for the time being until his thrist has been taken care of. Within moments, the major completely drains the mug, placing it back on the bar as he slowly wipes his whiskers, sighing happily. "Right, now I am home." He pushes it forwards to get a re-fill.

'Sneaking' up behind Jarril from where she'd been finishing up some decorations, Colonel Zoe grins and gives the major a hearty pat on the back. "Jarril ole thing! Good t' have ya back." Hee. She grins mischievously, which may lead one to assume that she's responsible for the trick. "I do hope our little joke wasn't /t'/ much of a shock t' yer system?" Griiiiin.

Rahier cheers along with the rest at the entry of the party, clapping a few times with his paws and letting out a shrill whistle. Aheem. Yes. He grins at the passing patrol-hares, and searches the lot for.. Taye! Ah ha. He stands from his stool, and gives the recruit a casual salute. Heehee, pride.

Sorrel herself grabs a burbon, and watches the other beaten hares line in.

Jabberwock hops up, and sits next to sorrel at the bar.

Jarril rolls his eyes slightly and faces Zoe for a moment. "Why no, Colonel. Although I am glad no one saw us coming up. Ya would've thought we were a bunch of rats heading for the slaughter." Holding his tankard, the hare smiles. "Anyways, reporting back and all that. I'll explain what happened later. If I can still stand that is, wot." Taking a sip of the ale. "So tell me, anything interesting happen in the mountain since we left?"

Returning the salute as he stops in front of Rah, in the end Taye just dissolves into a grin and shuffles his feet a bit. Y'know - too old for an actual /hug/, anymore. "'Llo." Grin.

o.o Audri stays in her hiding spot under one of the chairs, resting flat on her stomach with her paws propping her chin up. The dibbun watches the hares quietly from her spot, whispering every now and then to 'unken, who is wearing a patch over one of his button eyes.

Senna steps into the room, stopping just inside the entryway to look in surprise at the gathering within. She automatically scrubs a bit of dirt from her nose with one paw. "Take a break for a few minutes an' walk into the middle of a party. I say," she says to herself.

Jabberwock turns around from annoying hares at the bar, and sees one just...standing.

Sorrel glares at jabberwock. she remembers him, very well.

Pff, like hell he is. The major reaches and snatches Taye into a bearhug, turning his knuckles downward to ruffle his son's hair. Mwaha. "Y'are only a recruit y'know, I can getcha any ol' time." Cackle. He stops this torture, and holds him out some, beaming. "Good t'have y'back, Taye."

( Skipai looks at the food suspiciously for a moment and picks something up, sniffing it. "Alright, just who made this, then?" The otter slowly taking a slight nibble, then slowly chews as he ponders slowly. "Not bad, not good but not bad. I want that hare in the kitchen first thing tomorrow though." Grinning slightly as he carefully sprinkles some hotroot powder into his own bowl of stew. "Flavouring, not had this in a while..." )

Jabberwock hops down and wlaks over to senna. "Need some coaxing, wot?"

A substitute barhare comes 'round the room with a tray balanced on one paw. "Drinks? Drinks? Anyone want a drink? Lighten th' load, wot wot?" And Zoe is happy to oblige when he passes, plucking up a couple of mugs - one for herself and... another for Jarril, apparently. She sets it beside the major and drops onto the stool beside him. "Nah - y'know the mountain. Same ole thing, nothin' much t' report. Though I look forward t' hearin' about jus' what went on while ya were gone."

Senna grins at Jabberwock. "Wasn't wanting to interrupt the festivities, bad form, y' know, being too forward at someone else's party."

Jabberwock grins. "Nonsense. " he goes to pull on sena's hand. "Tis a party for everyone."

Senna laughs and allows herself to be propelled away from the door. "In that case, thanks fer the welcome. A party? No need to ask me twice.

The obligatory, "Daaaaaa'..." is of course voiced at the hug, but it's really only just for show. The youngster smooshes his headfur back down into some semblance of order and grins. "'Tis good t' be back. How's 'Lynnie?"

Jarril chuckles. "Oh ya know. Same ole, same ole." Sitting down into a stool, the major smiles. "Ya wouldn't believe we were invited ta a tea party by some sea corsairs." Grinning. "Well, not invited but I thought I'd gate crash it, only manners ta inviting us when they pay our land a visit wot." Looking to where Taye is, the major smiles. "Have ta admit, he's going ta make a fine officer one day. Bit more training though, wot. But did good on his first patrol." Sipping his ale and relaxing, moving a elbow to lean back against the bar.

Jabberwock grabbed a drink of ale, and offered it to the doe. "Alchohol? et -is- a party, eh wot?"

Senna accepts the drink a little hesitantly, then smiles brightly. "It is." She raises the drink a little and says, "A drink to long seasons an' good friends? Ehhh..." She trails off as she realizes she doesn't have her new friend's name.

Jabberwock grins in his special crazy way. "Th'name's Jabbawock...an' yours?"

Zoe_Lang follows Jarril's gaze over to where Taye and Rahier are currently reuniting. She chuckles, shaking her head. "'M not sure whethah t' attribute that t' Rah's good parentin' skills or Taye's ability t' withstand Rah's bad influence." Hehe. Rah being the crazy cut-up that he is, of course. XD "Eithah way, 'm glad t' hear it." She looks back to Jar, and delivers another pat to his shoulder. "I trust yer well?"

Rahier chuckles, shaking his head. "She's all righ'. 'Where's Taye? I wan' Taye t'read t'me.'" He grins, mimicking the younger child. "Th' usual. C'mon, now, an' tell me all 'bout it." He turns and bids Taye follow, heading back to his stool.

Senna nods once and repeats the name smartly. "Yore Jabbawock? An interesting name, no mistake. My name's Senna, like the flower, as my mater's so fond o' telling people."

Jabberwock nnods n sticks his tonue out. "beasts shouln' be rememberin' othahs for wot there names sound like."

Jarril winces to the pat and coughs to the colonels question. "Er, as good as I can be, yes." He places his mug down and carefully gives his shoulder a rub with a paw. "However, may I request in going off active patrol duty at least for the time being. Nothing is wrong, just think I need a change, that's all." The major slowly picks up the mug again and takes another sip at Zoe. "I mean it, nothing is wrong so don't worry about it." He smiles and looks about at others having fun.

Senna giggles, but takes a sip of her drink before answering. "True, I s'pose, but it makes her happy to tell it like that, and its become a bit of a habit, you know?" She glances around the room, then says, "So why is everyone gathered here? Not that I mind? I'm a bit new, y' know, an' like the chance to see everyone."

Jabberwock nods. "Bit new, m'self. Turns out a patrol 'as arrived today."

Senna perks up, her glance alighting on those most likely seasoned members of the patrol. "I say. Just today?" she asks Jabbawock. "How long've they been gone?"

Following Rah back over to his stool, Taye drops down onto one beside him, taking the time to do a little twisting back and forth on the stool - you know, just out of the enjoyment of sitting on a stool, again. "Well, y'know. Mostly it was just a bunch o' walkin." He shrugs thoughtfully, and nods to Neville as he situates himself happily back behind the bar, and is immediately besieged by ten drink requests. "An' we stopped int' Halyard fer a bit... 'n' then there was the battle, 'n' that's about it." Nod. Yeeeeeeah, Taye's definitely a teenager. Something tells me Jarril's summary would be a bit more - you know. Involved. Then again, at least he didn't shrug and mumble, "Nothing."

Jabberwock shrugs. haven't been here that long, deare."

Zoe_Lang eyes Jarril suspiciously, and, being Zoe, entirely does /not/ believe him. "All the same, I'd like t' see ya reportin' t' the infirmary righ' aftah the party fer a check-up - fer my sake, if nothin' else." She drinks a bit of her drink, and then nods. "But aye - ya've earned a break. Considah yerself off active patrol duty, cousin." Grin.

Flopping into a chair, the otter sighs with a mug of his own and pats his belly slightly, glad to be able to sit down for a while. Scratching his head, he looks about, wondering on getting down to the kitchens and see what mess its in. He looks at the door now and again uncertain to move or not to move.

Senna nods earnestly, looking a little embarrassed at having demanded answers, in her way. "So what brought you here, sah?" she asks.

Jabberwock shrugs. "Wanted t'be en th' patrol since ah was a dibbun."

Jarril grins back at Zoe. "Ah thought ya see it that way, hence I mention it beforehand." The major snerks more behind his mug as he looks about. "Come on, surely there has ta be something that has happened here in the mountain? Any gossip, rumour anything so I ain't exactly behind on matters." The major winks with his only eye. "If only ta keep ahead of the lower ranks, wot." He gives a bigger grin to that one.

Senna nods again and takes another cautious sip from her drink. After wiping her mouth carefully with the back of her paw, she says, "A member of the patrol? A fighter?"

Rahier rests his elbow against the bar so he can turn toward and look to Taye, nodding thoughtfully at the rather short summary of the patrol. "'Tis a long patrol indeed.. long on walkin'." Grin. Ooh, then a browquirk. "Battle, eh? Pray tell more." He squints a bit at that limpy leg. Ah ha. ;p

Jabberwock nods. "Aye, dearie." he says dearie in order to annoy her...

Unwilling to wait anymore, the otter gets up and slips out, heading towards the kitchens as his tail slips around the door frame and vanishes from sight. Some hare shakes his head and mutters to another. "I wonder how he take it ta the mess we made down there earlier?" The bunch of hares laugh as they clank their mugs together.

Senna smiles brightly, seemingly unphazed by the term - if she's even noticed it. "Ahh. But here I'm bothering you with all these questions, an' you're likely wanting to talk with yore friends. Thanks for the drink though, sah." she ducks her head in a bit of a bow, still looking sunnily happy with life in general.

Jabberwock shrugs. "Ahh, I'm that new, dearie, only met a few beasts." he looks at the hares. "And it seems they'renot here..."

Zoe_Lang laughs, overly amused by Jarril's rumor-seeking. "We-ell... there /was/ a little scandal between a couple o' recruits. 'Parently, they got int' the supplies 'n' drink themselves silly. /Recruits/, I tell ya. Yon Taye's age. We threw 'em in the cavern cells fer th'night t' sleep it off. They've been on kitchen duty since." Heh. She shrugs, spreading her arms wide in apology. "That's all I've got, sorry Jar."

Sorrel decides to go annoy somebody, but she can't decide who...then she spots zoe....hee.

Senna considers for a moment, then says decisively, "That's easily enough fixed. Y'just make some more, wot?" She glances around the room. "Though everyone's looking so happy. What a wonderful thing, all having a good time."

Jabberwock nods. "Aye, an' wot else is a party for, he spies and unattended whiskey, and picks it up, supping it once and a while.

Taye blushes, glancing too down at his limpy-foot. "Aww, that's nothin', da'..." He lowers his head, rubbing sheepishly at the back of his neck. "I didn't even figh'. Was bally well gatherin' some wood when it happened, 'n' tripped m'self up tryin' t' get back t' help." Blush-blush.

Jarril just splutters on that one. "Don't tell Nev, please. It be another patrol for sure." He rolls his eyes and mutters something under his breath. "...going....that....wot." Finishing his drink, the major slips off from the stool. Smiling he gives a grin. "Ah, but we were all his age at one point or another. They toughen up after a war or two." Moving his shoulder about a bit. "I think I go and get this sorted out anyways. Who's on duty down there?" He stops and then snerks. "Oh yeah, before this gets about the rumour mill here. I have a very good explanation if some start calling me captain instead of major, wot."

Senna nods her agreement with Jabbawock's comments, then casts a glance around the room. She offers a wave and a smile to Neville before taking another sip - decidedly less cautiously - from the ale.

Awww. Poor thing. Rah smiles and pats Taye on the back. "Don' worry 'bout it, son. S'alrigh'." Inwardly we are quite satisfied it was something mundane as that and not a battle-wound. But he needn't know that. Ahem. "Why don'tcha grab a drink? This is y'celebration, after all."

Zoe_Lang quirks a brow. "Aye - that's one thing. Since when does Nev decide on patrols, eh?" She stands as he does, and nods. "Aye, get that taken care of." She blinks at the last. "Captain, eh? Righ', then."

Jarril nods and then stops. "Erm, just one thing I need ta do." He moves back to the bar and bangs a mug on the wooden bar a few times, coughing until things have gone quiet. "Ya attention all, I have something ta say, wot."

Secretly, Taye wasn't exactly dragging himself back to do battle, either, but Rah needn't know that, either. XD He looks to the bar and considers ordering himself when Jarril's voice catches him. He turns, curious as to what he has to say.

Jarril looks about and speaks softly. "First, myself and my patrol thank ya all for such a fine welcome that would do Salamandastron proud with our welcome back celebration for a patrol. However." He pauses for a moment and speaks slowly and quietly. "I would've like ta have reported that everyone had come back from the patrol but alas this wasn't ta be. I would like ta raise a honourable toast ta those that had fallen so that I and the rest of the patrol can live on." The major goes through a few names until he reaches the last in the line. "And finally ta Lt. Humbert. May we give them a toast for fighting for peace and the good name of the long patrol as they served this mountain proud and should be remembered. So a toast for the long patrol, past present and future. No doubt Humbert will be a fine addition with our fellow officers for the patrol up in dark forest." Taking a sip of the ale, the major smiles and looks about. "Alright, carry on with celebrating. I doubt they want us ta mope about." Turning to Zoe, he nods his head in a quiet tone. "Aye, I have a lot ta report. Shall we get going?"

Rahier picks up his mug, and raises it up into the toast along with the rest of the hares. After listening quietly, he adds in his own "hear hear", quietly taking a sip of the mug, turning back to the bar when Jarril sits. Ahum.

Senna raises her glass to the toast as well, her smile fading off, briefly, to a more somber expression. "Aye," she says quietly, adding her voice to the general murmur at the end of the toast. At the pronouncement that they should continue celebrating, she makes for one of the seats at the bar and sits down there, watching the others in the room with something like barely-concealed awe as her customary smile begins to make its return.

Nodding soberly, now, Zoe gestures to the door, "Aftah you, Jar."

Jarril nods and makes his goodbyes to some of the hares that know him. Making for the corner, he picks up his backpack and slings it onto his good shoulder before heading outwards of the room. A small smile on his face as he mutters once more. "Great to be home." The sight of many hares enjoying themselves bringing a warmth to the majors heart.

His ears dipping low at Jarril's words, Taye looks down at his paws silently until the major has finished. And then, he orders his first ale ever - from Nev. Sniff. Sniff. He's a man, now.

Senna sets her ale on the bar and pushes it away from herself a bit. "I think I'm starting t' understand what mother was sayin' about livin' here," she says to the air next to her. She does so so matter-of-factly that it seems to be old habit.

Rahier sips his own drink, grinning a bit as the quiet leveret-no-longer orders the drink. Ah, that's his kid alright. He quirks a brow, looking over at Senna. "What's that, then?"

Senna looks up and over at Rahier. "Oh? Nothing, just thinking, this is quite a place here. Quite a group." she grins as she looks again around the room, still looking a bit amazed. "I'm just... happy, s'all."

Senna glances around and adds, "An also better be on m'way." she hops to her feet and offers a wave and a smile to those still in the room. "Spiffin' rest of the day to ya." then she heads for the door.

Taye shifts the mug around absently in his paws, and, with a brief glance to Rah and Senna at their conversation, he lifts the mug and takes a tentative sip. Hmm.

Rahier waves to Senna, offering a tip of his somewhat less-full mug to the dearly departed doe. He turns on his stool again to face Taye, watching curiously. Ooh, a sip. Beam. "Whatcha think?"

Licking his lips thoughtfully, Taye sets the mug down on the bar. Hmm. He looks to the side at Rah. "I... could get used t' it." His lips twitch up in a small grin.

Jabilo has arrived.

Jabilo has no other thought in his head than the possibility of a couple drinks and maybe some warmth by the fire. Having just got back from his /own/, Jab has no idea that there's a party going on - well, the remainders of a party, anyway. It's mostly quieted down, but the decorations are still hanging up, and small groupings of hares - some louder than others - can be seen here and there. So... coming in, and halting almost immediately with drooping ears, it's not surprising that Jab's got a confused look about him. "Um..." Blink.

Sundew is on a well-earned break. Poking her head around the door, she slips in through it and pads over the bar for a drink. Something with a bit of..lift in it. The Colonel slumps down onto a stool with something half-way between a sigh and a yawn. Her ears are drooping slightly, there are shadows under her tired eyes and she takes a moment to run her paws over her face. Her right paw is inkstained from the work that kept her up most of the night and that has occupied her for the whole day- she accepts a drink gladly, having hardly acknowledge the rest of the room.

As Sun passes Jab on her way to the bar, he sudden appearance beside and then past him causes him to jerk away in surprise. Which is, just possibly, not the best response to a colonel. Mrf. Scratching nervously at his ear, Jab gets moving, and crosses to the bar, wherre he sits a couple stools down from Sun. "'Scuse me - marm? Uh... what's goin' on?" He sends a brief glance 'round the room. "With th' party, I mean?"

Rahier chuckles, reaching out to poke the younger's ear. "Well, don't, not quite yet. This's a special occasion." He grins lopsidedly, and turns to look to the newcomers.

Taye is quick to nod, "Oh, sure. 'Sides, Lynn'd see me drinkin' it 'n' we'd have a drunk leveret on our paws..." Heh. He grins ruefully, and then perks an ear. "S'pose I ought t' go see 'er soon, so she knows 'm home."

Sundew studies the hare in front of her. She pauses to take a sip of her drink before answering him, "The party? To welcome our returning patrol.. y'know us. Any reason t'celebrate.." She clears her throat and lets her eyes settle in a comfortable position, gazing at the counter. "Not that I got much of a chance to attend, wot?" She licks her paw, attempted to rub off the dark ink staining it, but without much success. "On the other hand, there's nothing I'd rather do less than celebrate right now. Fall int'bed, that's the ticket.." she sighs, raising the glass to her lips and shaking her head at Jabilo, "..but no rest for the weary, eh?"

Rahier snorts and laughs, placing his drink upon the counter. "Oh, bless, don't even talk like that... y'know she would. Fates above help me." With a grin, he turns his eyes upward. Headshake. His ears perk up, and he tilts his head. "I s'pose we should go'n rescue her. Wanna come?" He slides off his stool, looking back. Grin.

"Ahhh..." Taking a brief look around, Jab then looks back to Sun, with a thoughtful 'hmm'. "Ya doin' a'right, there? If'n ya don't mind me sayin' so, yer not lookin th'best." Heh. ;p He raises a paw, and Nev comes over with a drink, which Jab takes. "Thanks."

Taye is actually looking forward to seeing his sister, how strange. ;p He hops up off his stool, and only regrets it a little bit as his ankle gives a twinge. "Aye, sounds good."

Rahier grins, watching the most enthusiastic hop. ;p "Dunno if she'll be angry we're rescuin' her from class." Heehee. Rah waves on, walking toward the exit. "C'mon, then. We can catch some grub too." And out he goes.

Sundew laughs briefly without making a sound (more like a tired smile, really) and drains the rest of her drink. "No..no, I guess I'm not. It's been a busy few days, I guess I'm not feeling so..alive." She glances at the exiting hares.

"I think she'll get ovah it when she sees it's me..." Grin. She'd better, anyway. Following Rah to the exit, he sends one final glance back into the room before exiting, to follow his dad.

"Ah, well, if ya'd like, I could walk ya back t'yer room. Think I ought t' head back t' m'room, s'well. It'll be nice t' sleep in a bed, again." Jab makes a move to stand, but doesn't actually stand 'til he hears Sundew's response.

Stretching, Sun cocks her head lazily as she smiles. "Well, a mid-afternoon nap would be good. I suppose work can wait until this evening." She swings her footpaws off the stool and jumps off it, landly lightly on the floor. She jerks her chin with a smile in thanks to Nev for the drink, and returns her attention to Jab. "Shall we?"

Audri has left.

"Aye - let's." Jab gestures with a paw towards the door, in an 'after you' type of gesture, and moves to follow the doe out of the room.