{Roue]

His host appears to have understood that Roue was thanking him which was good though it seemed to have flustered the other a bit.? When Rabbit spoke again, it seemed like he was trying to use different languages because the tone and the way he spoke changed, but it didn't help with the verbal understanding so it seemed like this was still a no go.? The fact that the other was able to communicate in so many different languages has impressed Roue as he only held fluency in a couple of languages under his own belt, but again, unless Rabbit was well versed in elvish and/or was taught the lingo by one of his race, that wasn't going to work either.? Despite their current predicament though, their gesticulation seemed to be working on a basic level, so at least they had that going for them.

So now that his hunger was resolved, his attention now turned to his own state of being, so when Rabbit started miming washing up, Roue had vigorously nodded as answer.? He felt absolutely filthy.? Not only was he sweaty as a result of all the running around he did, his feverish dreams adding another layer on top of that and he was dirty in several places to boot.? His clothing was a lot more tattered than he originally thought, plucking at the edges of his vest where he previously bled through, though he was amazed that his wound was closed up so quickly.? It wasn't his natural healing, that's for sure.? He wondered if the fidgety youth was the one who healed him but he wasn't quite sure how to ask.? Point to his side and then place a quizzical look onto his face?? It sounds very silly in theory.? So he decided to leave that for later.? The fact was that he was healed though the pain and ache was still there.? Almost like his body didn't yet recognize that he's recovered though that didn't do anything about his tired.? He did feel like he was being lulled to sleep but he wanted to wash up first.? What to do about his clothes though?? He looked back at Rabbit who seemed to pick up on that and mimicked again the actions of sewing up and pointed at the wizard's clothing.? Reaching into the folds of his cape, Roue pulled out a small leather pouch and then placed it into the table, opening it and letting Rabbit peer inside.

"<I'd like to pay you for taking care of me,>" he said, gesturing to the insides.? "<And board and room.>"? Since his pursuers seem to be unable to enter this place, at least for now.? Who knows when they would be successful, as any place that he's been at, regardless of how hidden away or fortified it was, has always had its peace breached and so he too couldn't stay here for too long either.? Otherwise, these unassuming people would too be caught up in the storm, so he planned to leave as soon as he regained his strength.? though there was still the matter of his clothing.? He had nothing else on him so that means he'd have to get them mended.? Since it is a service he can utilize or purchase, he too nodded to Rabbit's askance of the same.? So raising one finger, he copycatted Rabbit's gesture of washing up.? Now two fingers, tugging at his clothes and cape, pantomiming the sewing.? Lastly, he raised three fingers and clasped his hands together to use as a pillow, indicating a need to sleep afterwards.? So he gestured again at the pouch full of coins hoping that would be enough.

When Rabbit reached for him, he didn't quite understand what he was trying to do.? Did he want to shake his hand in a gesture of goodwill?? The wizard reached out himself, taking Rabbit's hand into his own and gently shook it, smiling.? He pointed with the other to himself and said one word.? "<Roue..Roouuu...> hoping that at least that could be understood as his name.

(Rabbit)

When the stranger brought out a pouch of coins, opened it and set it on the table, Rabbit picked up a few and examined them. He was a little surprised that many seemed to be actual gold or silver, but the images and writing on them were, once again, nothing he recognized. If there were numbers on them, he couldn't distinguish them from the other strange characters.? Putting them back into the pouch, he looked back to the stranger uncertainly.? It was a good guess that the man was wanting to pay for something, perhaps as a gesture of gratitude for the help he'd been given.? The man's subsequent miming however suggested that he was wanting some services that the club might be able to provide him with.? Trying to explain the finer points of how the club handled such things was clearly beyond their currently limited form of communication however, so Rabbit motioned with his hands and trying to indicate what he hoped the man would understand as wait or not-yet.? "D-don' worry 'bout that for now, mister.? L-later, okay?"

The stranger was able to communicate the nature of what he wanted though, in fairly clear terms.? First, he wanted to get cleaned up, then get his clothes cleaned and repaired, and after that, some sleep.? Rabbit nodded.? "Okay.? N-no problem. We can do that."

It took Rabbit by surprise when the stranger took his hand and shook it, just when he was resisting an impulse to touch the man's face.? But the man was smiling, so at least he wasn't offended by the half-made attempt.? Then the man was clearly trying to tell Rabbit who he was, or at least what he was called.? "R-row-oooh?" the little vampire ventured, biting his lip.? "Rue?? Roo?"? Uncertain if he was getting it right, he pointed to himself.? "I'm, uhm, R-rabbit." He took a moment to collect himself, then tried again.? "Raa-bit.? Like in, you know, rabbit.? Okay?"

"Let's see about gettin' you cleaned up and stuff, sir," the little vampire said, remembering what the stranger had indicated he wanted.? He gestured for the man to stand, then studied him for a moment, trying to assess what size of clothes the man would need while his were being cleaned and repaired.? "I think I can f-find some stuff for you to wear.? Just w-wait here, okay?"? Rabbit mimed for the man to sit and wait, then picked up the tray and now-empty dishes and slipped out of the room, the noise from the main room intruding during the brief time the door was open and then subsiding back into a distant hum once again.

A short time later Rabbit returned, this time bearing a set of clothing that he hoped would fit the stranger.? "I kn-know it's not like the fancy stuff you're wearin', but it'll probably do you for n-now."? He gestured towards the door, motioning for the man to follow him.

Rabbit stayed close as he led the stranger around the fringes of the crowd until they reached a quieter section that was separate from the main room.? "Folks usually like to use this for, uhm, you know, p-parties 'n stuff," he said, opening a door that was one of several along the short hallway.? "But you can use it to clean up in."? The room was a miniature Roman bath, styled like a small grotto, with a section of wall dotted with niches that held towels and toiletries.? He closed the door and flipped the sign to indicate 'occupied', then set the clothes he'd brought on a nearby shelf. ?

"If you'll just, uhm, give me your clothes, sir, I'll take them to where they can be, you know, cl-cleaned and fixed up. And you can get yourself cleaned up while I'm gone."? Rabbit hesitated, fidgeting awkwardly.? "But if'n you, uhm, you know, n-need any help gettin' cleaned up, I can stay and, you know, h-help," he offered, trying not to sound hopeful.? He could feel himself blushing furiously even as he said it, dropping his eyes to keep from openly staring at the stranger, cursing himself.? He was usually more professional than this.? But something about the man was just drawing the little vampire to him.? He was beautiful in an exotic way. And he smelled so damn good.? Especially his blood.? "No, dammit," Rabbit muttered, feeling his fangs starting to emerge. "Not now!" ? It took an effort of will to force them back to normal.? When he felt in control of himself again, he looked back to the stranger.? "If you'll just, uhm, g-give me your clothes 'n stuff, sir, I'll take care of them," he said, miming that the man should undress and give him his clothes.? He then quickly turned his back, keeping his eyes averted as he waited.

Tag - Roue