Honor & Sneak [Private RP]

[Zulma san]

Keith heard the challenge of the little woman and cut through the crowd a beer in hand.

"So you think little girl..." he flashed a smile at the small creature.

From his corner, Murchadh had to admit that he did not know for whom he was the more sorry, Edith or Keith.  

[Gren_Eckener]

"Sure!" she said, licking her hand and patting his back with a wide smile, joking. "There ya go!"  

[Zulma san]

Keith did not seem annoyed by the move. He laughed.

In his corner, his younger brother sighed.

The eldest of the Falcon took one dart.

"I call 14!" and luck was with him on that one. A once in an evening type of luck!

"Your turn little girl!" he grinned at Edith.  

[Gren_Eckener]

Edith took careful aim and threw, her dart neatly landing right next to the man's. "Just keep laughing..."  

[Zulma san]

Keith was not thrown off-balance at all by the perfect aime of Edith. He laughed.
"She has characters!" More laughter echoed as the tall man slapped Edith's bot with a grin.

"Alright alright..." he drank his beer in one gigantic sip, burping loudly as he put back his mug on the table.

"My turn!" he roared and threw the dart...in the wall. To everyone's amusement, including his own.

"I'm giving you a head start sweety!"

In his corner Murchadh was drinking slowly, at the pace in which things were going he would probably have to carry his brother home or pay a room for him.  

[Gren_Eckener]

Mockingly, she flipped her dart once and tossed it, landing right beside his in the wall. "Keep up with the pet names and you'll be sore for it, toots." she winked, smiling without as much cheer. She hated pet names.  

[Zulma san]

Keith laughed.
"You are my type of women anyway hon'!" he answered and applauded at her skill.

"Rowan, a beer for me and one for the little missy."

Green eyes were staring a hole in the back of the male dart player. What a fool he was making of himself and the clan!  

[Gren_Eckener]

Edith rolled her eyes and sighed with a smile. Free beer was free beer.

"Last throw, pal! Make it count!"  

[Zulma san]

Rowan shook her head as she brought both beers. "Here you go."
"Thanks sweetheart!" grinned Keith and he drunk his beer down once again before the waitress was even back behind her counter.

He turned to Edith and grabbed her waist.
"How about giving me an encouragement!?" he laughed pulling her against him.

From the other side of the room, Murchadh could not hear, but he surely could see and as a reflex his hand curled to a fist. His brother was a married man!  

[Gren_Eckener]

Edith slapped him with a frown. "Don't get fresh with me, you dope!" she shot back, taking her beer and chugging it.  

[Zulma san]

"Oh my! The more you resist...hehe..." Keith ordered some more drinks for himself and Edith. He shot his dart which barely made it to the target. As he finished his new beer, he found a shadow standing by him.

"Oh the drown rat!" he exclaimed to Murchadh's face.

"The rain has calmed, Muriel and the kid must be waiting for you." answered his brother calmly and coldly.

"The kid's in bed...and so is Muriel!" Keith's verve was answered by laughter from some of his male friends.  

[Gren_Eckener]

Edith tossed, aim skewed in surprise, landing on an outer ring on 5. "He's hitched? You bum!" she barked. "Don't you have a scrap of honor? Get the hell back to your house and be with your wife, you drunken sod!"  

[Zulma san]

Murchadh raised on eyebrow at Edith's reaction. Wasn't she in town for his wedding at the first month of Spring?

Keith got angry and turned first to his brother.
"That's none of your business boy!"
Then he looked at Edith.
"Since when does that bother you as long as you get your beer?"

Rowan was holding her breath. please don't fight, please don't fight!  

[Gren_Eckener]

"If you think my only interest in life is duping folks out of a barley soda, you're sorely mistaken." she barked. "I happen to have a taste for justice, and lousy husbands don't sit well with me."

Cocking an eyebrow, she smirked. "Unless you think I'd do a better job?" taunted the woman. "Some honor you've got as a warrior."  

[Zulma san]

Murchadt for the first time since, well since he knew Edith, looked at her with a hint of interest but it died down quickly as she taunted his brother in being even more stupid than he already was.

Keith leaned against the woman.
"You'd do the job pitifully." he grunted. His evening was spoiled and all that because of his stupid brother.
"Murch, you're gonna pay for that!" he screamed.

"I will, but I will outside. The rain has died down." The younger brother tossed a coin to Rowan. "Sorry for the bother." Then he headed for the door which he opened as Keith charged towards him, fist at the ready.

Murchadh sighed. "Here we go again." just before his brother tackled him, sending them both rolling in the mud of the street.

Half of the tavern rushed for the windows and door to watch the show.