"So you tell me we didn't do anything yesterday?" Jarett stared at the half-naked man standing at the foot of his bed. His eyes wandered over the man's broad shoulders down to his defined biceps and back up to his face when said man cleared his throat. "What?"
"You fell asleep," the unnamed man shrugged a shoulder as he slipped on his uniform britches on. "You were pretty drunk," another shrug.
"Ah, shit, shouldn't have done that competition against that woman then," Jarett fell back on the bed and closed his eyes with a small groan. Well, it wasn't the worst morning ever, by a long shot, but he was also not happy; nothing had happened the night before. Either way, he probably wouldn't have remembered much if something had. "I guess I owe you... you." Shit his name.
The man ran a hand through his blonde hair and rolled his eyes at Jarett's direction, of course. "Percy. My name is Percy." he had already slipped on most of his attire while Jarett continued to whine on the bed. Funny seeing someone who called themselves a sellsword act in such a childish way. "Although, it will have to wait until you come back from your little mission,"
"Mission?" Jarett sat up again to look at Percy.
"The Skingrad Company? You kept going on and on about it last night--"
Jarett groaned loudly and fell back on the bed before kicking his feet a bit. "I forgot!" He sat up again to see Percy turning around and walking out of the door. "Wait, how do I find you?" He called out after the man.
"Don't worry, I know when you'll be back," Percy said before closing the door behind him, helmet tucked under his arm.
Jarett took another hour to get ready and eat a quick breakfast of bread and cheese before making his way back to the Company's headquarters. While he had been accepted a while ago, he hadn't really wanted to stay in their sleeping quarters. Sure, he had a bed for him there, but it was rare to see him in it. Jarett was only there during the day and went out at night to mingle with some of the locals. He never really liked staying in one place for long since he had been on the move. He didn't know exactly why. Maybe some of people in the Company didn't really sit well with him. Especially those that liked to brood around or acted shifty, or liked to pretend they were the toughest shits around.
The walk to the headquarters had been pretty quiet. Jarett had bought an apple on his way and was snacking on it as he made his way to his destination. He shot friendly grins towards those in the Company he knew, and a few winks sprinkled here and there to those who didn't like him much. The way they scowled at him always made him grin even more. So when he opened the door to the meeting room, he greeted everyone with a cheery smile.
"Morning everyone, hope I'm not too
late. He shot Flavia and Kalon a wink since they looked just about done. "Looks like some of us woke up on the wrong side of the bed," he made his way next to the nervous looking Dunmer and continued to snack on his delicious apple as he waited for the great Quintus to start.