6 6 - A S H A N - 7 1 8 . . . N A S H A K I
In the time they'd been gone, most of the tavern had cleared out. There were a few stragglers, but the barmaid had left and just the innkeep cared for what was left - in the case someone might want a room.
Back at the corner table, Hyde sat with his feet up on the table. His boots were even dirtier than before, after chasing mice through the warehouse. The nel had been counted, used to pay off some of his tab. It didn't cover the full amount, but enough to ease the innkeep and make room for more drinks. He'd purchased a couple beers, a couple tall glasses to keep, and a squat cylindrical bottle of gin. Once he'd finished downing his beer, Hyde also got them some food to go with the drinks. Just some slices of bread and whatever the green stuff was that the innkeep insisted they have with it. Something-bean. He kept away from that, but ate the crusts off most the breads and left behind the fluffier parts.
Out of the nel from the job, he'd given whatever remained to Kalba. It was a little more than half of the total payment.
Hyde turned the glass around, while he squinted at the streaks of light that bounced off from the nearby dwindling candles. The innkeeper was letting the wicks run out, rather than replacing them, and every bit made the place dimmer. Soon enough, the sun would be up and the candles would be burnt out.
"Green?" He asked without any prompt, or context either, while he stared at the glass. Was the transparent glass based in green colors, or... was it blue? It was difficult to tell. Nashaki had interesting glass, but he hadn't expected anything otherwise. With a heave, he lowered his boots from the table. They stomped on the floor while he leaned forward. He swiped the gin bottle up and poured to fill the glass three-quarters of the way.
There looked to be plenty left in the bottle, though at the pace, it'd be gone fast enough. Hyde ran a hand at the back of his head, silvered strands of dirty hair ruffled, then he stood. He made a couple quick gestures - in farewell. Bottle and glass, he forgot his coat again while he headed toward the stairwell which led up to a hall, which led to his room. He held back a hiccup, when he bumped into a nearby chair, took a moment to acquaint himself with standing and walking... and then Hyde continued his slow, tipsy departure.
Back at the corner table, Hyde sat with his feet up on the table. His boots were even dirtier than before, after chasing mice through the warehouse. The nel had been counted, used to pay off some of his tab. It didn't cover the full amount, but enough to ease the innkeep and make room for more drinks. He'd purchased a couple beers, a couple tall glasses to keep, and a squat cylindrical bottle of gin. Once he'd finished downing his beer, Hyde also got them some food to go with the drinks. Just some slices of bread and whatever the green stuff was that the innkeep insisted they have with it. Something-bean. He kept away from that, but ate the crusts off most the breads and left behind the fluffier parts.
Out of the nel from the job, he'd given whatever remained to Kalba. It was a little more than half of the total payment.
Hyde turned the glass around, while he squinted at the streaks of light that bounced off from the nearby dwindling candles. The innkeeper was letting the wicks run out, rather than replacing them, and every bit made the place dimmer. Soon enough, the sun would be up and the candles would be burnt out.
"Green?" He asked without any prompt, or context either, while he stared at the glass. Was the transparent glass based in green colors, or... was it blue? It was difficult to tell. Nashaki had interesting glass, but he hadn't expected anything otherwise. With a heave, he lowered his boots from the table. They stomped on the floor while he leaned forward. He swiped the gin bottle up and poured to fill the glass three-quarters of the way.
There looked to be plenty left in the bottle, though at the pace, it'd be gone fast enough. Hyde ran a hand at the back of his head, silvered strands of dirty hair ruffled, then he stood. He made a couple quick gestures - in farewell. Bottle and glass, he forgot his coat again while he headed toward the stairwell which led up to a hall, which led to his room. He held back a hiccup, when he bumped into a nearby chair, took a moment to acquaint himself with standing and walking... and then Hyde continued his slow, tipsy departure.
