The "Liberated" Blackberries
- Location: Black Gull Tavern
- Participants: Athena, Artemis
Lunchtime within the tavern was oddly quiet today, as if the weekly barfight had already been taken care of and the troublemakers thrown out, which in the Gull was a very real possibility. Athena was back on odd hours of sleep or from the looks of her as she slumped on down stairs at least she was barely getting any no matter how long she stayed in bed. Dreams, visions, nightmares, whatever they were she didn't care anymore and just wanted some rest as she found an empty table to slouch down at and rest her head on. The one good thing of late was her paw was healed again but it didn't help her mood much.
Artemis enters the bar from outside. A trip to who-knows-where, but likely guesses are easy to come by, has provided her with a basket full of blackberries. She didn't have blackberries when she left, nor did she have a basket when she left. She's grinning ear to ear as she approaches the table, little basket proud in paw.
Athena's slow to react, a twitch of the nose and she knows Artemis is there but she's been sharing room and work with the marten for ages now, there's some trust there which puts aside her need to check the situation. Another twitch of the nose and she smells blackberries, a lot and close by. It's an odd scent for the Gull so she rolls her head far enough off the table to spot Art looking rather happy with herself and the basket. Despite her exhaustion a small smirk appears on Ath's muzzle and she finally raises her head "Market, travellin' cart or random gatherer in the woods?" questioning where she got the berries.
Artemis's tail wags from side to side happily as she deposits the basket on the table and hops into a kind of crouch up on the chair. "Eh. Somebeast carelessly lots 't in the woods. They left it near a rather questionable lookin' rogue of a mouse; I made sure t' liberate the basket from a mousey fate."
Athena snorts in tired amusement as her good paw, or at least the one that isn't still trying to regrow fur, liberates a few of the berries from suffering a marteny fate instead, only to eat them herself "Saved 'em from a fate worse than...us eatin' 'em" she grunts. She can come up with better lines than that, she just needs to wake up. She hails down a barkeep as she goes on "Drink f'the fruit rescuer or y'content with y'berries?"
Artemis eyes the berryful prize and grins. "Drink, please, o' course. 'M thinking cider suits blackberries. Celebratory cider!" Her tail wufts over her seat, while she crouches. "And, yes. Much worse fates than us eating them; for one, most importantly, us -not- eatin' them. That is a much worse fate."
Athena raises a couple of fingers to the barkeep "Two ciders" her attention returns to Art again and with a long look she finally makes note of the crouching on the chair and all the grins "Y'need a sedative in that drink? Y'seem energetic f'snatchin' a basket f'berries" most beasts are too energetic to the tired, aging, grouchy ermine of course "Wha' 'appened, y'spot another marten an' go springin' about the trees in excitement?" if it were anyone but Art she might have said it cruelly, as it is it just comes out as mild teasing.
The ordering of the drinks does nothing to quell the apparent excitement of the marten- her tail at least; it keeps wagging happily as she reaches to take a pawful of blackberries for herself, staining her chin a little with berry juice. "Hm? No, no other martens. Was just good t' get blackberries- 'ardly ever get blackberries."
Athena raises an eyebrow as the drinks appear and she continues to stare at Art "Y'a strange sort f'vermin" she seems faintly bemused as she shakes her head and takes up her drink "I'll steal y'a blackberry bush sometime if it'll keep y'appy"
"W're both pretty weird vermin." Artemis counters and grins a thank you for the drink as she washes some of the juice back down her throat with it. "Ooh. We could get a blackberry bush if'n we stay here longer? Or get one we could carry around... Can y' get small ones? You can get pot plants... what about a pot bush?" She's, perhaps, more excited by the idea. Maybe she's ingested something odd.
Athena's eyebrow raises even further and she stares again "...I think y'weirder an' that's sayin' somethin' considerin' who y'talkin' t'. Y'get a bush if y'want but I'm not lookin' after it or carryin' it around, it's yer plant...Are y'sure those are blackberries?"
"They look like blackberries. Probably taste like them too, right? I have to admit 've never actually had blackberries... er. No. Pretty sure I had them while drunk once too." She takes another pawful of berries. "I like blackberries... Hm. A bush might be a hassle though. Anyway; when'd y' get up?"
Athena eyes the berries but nods and steals a few more to eat herself "Aye, alright, they're blackberries. Must 'ave been some kind f'drunk t'like 'em tha' much still" another shake of the head and she shrugs "'alf 'our ago maybe. Think I was sleepin' before tha'. I'll just 'ave t'do me work at night f'a while"
Artemis nods. "Night working sounds like fun. I was up for a while last night." Her snoring is the best indicator of her being asleep, but it varies in what time she might sleep and she doesn't seem to sleep much on a normal timescale either. "Seemed quiet f'r here."
Athena works at whatever time she happens to be awake and with enough energy to do so, which greatly depends on her state of mind "'as it's advantages. Could break in somewhere again. Thinkin' some 'ouse" she shrugs and drinks "No one with acid an' stuff...maybe with blackberries though"
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