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[right][code]The Waystone Inn[/code]
Interactions: Ransom [@Atrophy], Kel [@NoriWasHere]
[code]Outfit: Very clean[/code]
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Gods, was this guy thick or just delusional? Why was he smiling the whole time? Why was he laughing along with her? 

[color=plum]“Good lord, she’s drunk, not deaf. Don’t listen to her, honey. Some people are just more superficial than others. I’m sure you have a great personality, and maybe in the right light you…”[/color]

Delusional. He was delusional. More than that, he was so far up his own ass he couldn’t see beyond it. At this rate going back to the seduce and stab plan was entirely possible, if only it didn’t disgust her so much. One attempt was enough.

[color=B21A4D]”You think it's her I-”[/color]

[i][b]BARF–[/b][/i]

As the toxic insides of Kel's stomach emptied themselves all over the floor and Ransom's boots, Cali started laughing once again. This time it was an even louder cackle, filled with glee. Fuck! What perfect timing! Now he was just as disgusting on the outside as the inside! If anyone deserved to be puked on, it was him.

The laughter cut off as Ransom grabbed Kel by the collar, Cali taking a step forward with her hand dropping to her knife just as quickly. Her fox companion followed instinctively, hopping off the bar onto a stool and then the floor. Her beady black eyes looked up at Ransom, licking her lips as if she was staring at her next meal. Maybe she wanted his toes next.

He was finally showing his true colours. No more bullshit, or– 

Or not.

Cali’s eyes narrowed slightly, hand dropping from her knife again. Once again she was reminded of how delusional this bastard was. He was absolutely committed to the act. Or was he just scared she’d gut him there and then? But the glance towards her didn’t look to be one of fear… Delusional then.

Or smarter than she was giving him credit for. 

Had he realised she'd seen through it and just decided to move back to his original victim? This sick bastard was giving her a choice, wasn't he? Her or Kel. He was determined to get one of them outside to do whatever depraved acts he was imagining, and he'd realised she wasn't going to be the easy one. But the woman so drunk she threw up on his feet? She was. And Cali had caught the initial reaction. Unlike what he seemed to think, she wasn't blind or deaf. His rage was palatable.

Men did all sorts of horrible things when they were angry, especially when their pride got hurt. She'd witnessed it too many times. Experienced it too.

She wasn’t going to let him get away with it. Moving forward quickly, she forcefully shoved herself in between Ransom and Kel. She couldn’t exactly move the over six foot armour wearing jerk, so she faced Kel and gently pushed her forward with an arm wrapping around her shoulders.

Unfortunately, it meant she turned her back on him. Double unfortunately, it meant her back was flush against his side. Her tail had to twist around to not get trapped between their bodies, accidentally brushing against Ransom's leg multiple times as it wrapped around Cali's own. Her skin crawled from the closeness. She couldn’t even balance it with the attractive woman in front of her, because she was drunk! Gods, if only she had those straight, pointy horns some tieflings did- then she’d be able to ‘accidentally’ stab him in the chin.

[color=B21A4D]”Clearly you haven't been here often. Rosa'd never throw someone out for something a mop or a little magic can clean up. I mean-”[/color] She jerked her head towards where Gulda and the black furred tabaxi were still brawling. [color=B21A4D]”If they were that fussy, Gulda would be banned.”[/color]

She turned her attention back to Kel, trying to guide her back to a stool at the bar. Her arm was wrapped tight around her, both to keep her steady and protect her from the predator at Cali’s back. [color=B21A4D]”C’mon, just ignore him, let’s get you sat and sobered up. Getting it out’s good! Now you gotta replace it with water, alright, sweetheart?”[/color]

Her head twisted back to look up at Ransom over her shoulder, wicked, almost cruel smile contrasting her suspicious gaze. [color=B21A4D]”How exactly were you planning to take care of her, huh? You’re real eager to get one of us outside alone, it ain’t any less suspicious just cause of the priest act. Whatever dirty fantasies you go in your head about keeping her safe ain’t gonna happen. If anyone’s gonna follow you out, it’ll be me. I know a nice, dark alley real near. No street lights, safe from prying eyes. We’ll go out there, and then we’ll– Well, you know what’ll happen.”[/color]

She’d try her best to kill him. Cali wasn’t above barely veiled threats, and she was confident enough in her ability to shoot him from afar that it didn’t matter if he knew she wanted to murder him. Especially since he clearly already knew that she was wanted.