The dark-haired serving girl looks up from replacing the icy cold ale and apple beer to see someone apparently named "King Crunk" if his bling is to be believed. She refrains from rolling her eyes, as befits a true service professional.
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The dark-haired serving girl looks up from replacing the icy cold ale and apple beer to see someone apparently named "King Crunk" if his bling is to be believed. She refrains from rolling her eyes, as befits a true service professional.
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Terri sips some of the apple beer and takes bite of the pumpkin pie before sighing at how good it tastes, unceremoniously wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, smiling to Rick.
Looking around the room, she is pleased to see that the freehold is quite busy these days, and can't wait to actually get to know some of them.
Moving to the side, cup in hand, Terri tries to look as open as possible, waiting to see if anyone wants a good ol' chat.
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ShadowEdge, like a predator spotting prey, catches sight of Terri standing off on her own. Cute girl, if a little squirrelly... He thinks with a smile as he slides up to her like a shadow across stillwater.
That hard, yet alluring whisper voice of his issues forth. "Good evening. Sorry to bother, but you seemed like you were wanting company?"
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Asia moves over to the bar and looks at the different kinds of drink. She picks up a cup of apple beer and takes a small sip. With a smile, she nods approvingly at the serving girl and take a bigger gulp. She seems completly oblivious to the massive amount of noice the Spring SWoverign is making, and serenly looks at the food choices, decided what she would like to go with her apple beer. She waves shyly at anyone else standing at the bar, but does not say anything to them.
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John had made his way over to where they were serving the drinks. Personally he would have liked something a little stronger than the Ale they were serving, but he knew free drinks were free so he didn't need to complain.
John turned his head to the sudden entrance of what looked like every bad rapper stereotype in existence wrapped in enough jewelry to put Mr T to shame. Is that the Spring king? Sure as hell likes to advertise. He though as he kicked back a mouthful of Ale. Wasn't bad actually. He scanned the room, making sure there wasn't any trouble about to explode. So far it seemed quiet. He spotted ShadowEdge talking to a young squirrel girl. he took his mug and went over, making sure he gave King Crunk a wide birth.
"ShadowEdge. Glad you could make it."
Cathie picks up a glass of cinnamon-spiked apple cider, and takes a sip. "Hmm. Delicious!" The drink is good, but she still doesn't know anyone, there are not too many winter courtiers yet. A few persons seem to gather around a squirrel-girl, so she decides to get closer. "Hello!"
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"YO, GET AT ME, DOG!" Crunk smiles at Kyle, who is contemplating his drink rather hard this evening. He starts walking around, smiling and shouting out to people as he goes. When they pass the Ales, he pauses, and whispers into the Cup-Bearer's ear. She reaches over and takes one, smiling coyly at Jack Sevens and Sam Skrit as she does so, then pours the alcohol into the cup. He takes it from her this time and chugs it in record time. "WHOA! NEEDS MORE WHEAT! WHAT? WHEAT! YEAH!" he tells them, then he laughs, then his girls laugh. He winks at Sam Skrit, and walks up to the stage. Kitsune hands him the microphone.
"IS THIS MUTHAFUCKA ON? CAN YOU FREAK-A-DEEKS HEAR ME? WHAT?" He cups a hand to his ear in dramatic fashion. "WHAT?" He nods in satisfaction, and puts his hand down. "OKAY! FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO HAVE NOT HAD THE PLEASURE OF MY ACQUAINTANCE, I AM YOUR SPRING SOV-ER-ING. KING CRUNK IS MY NAME." He holds up his necklace to show everyone. "A-K-A THE CRUNK-A-DUNK, SEN-YOR SKEEZ, DOCTOR GET-YO'S, AND THE SIXTH ELEMENT. OOOOKAY?" He shows off the grill for everyone.
"NOW THIS IS A PARTY UP IN HERE, SO WE GONNA PARTY. THE OTHER SOV-ER-INGS WILL MAKE THEIR APPEARANCES SHORTLY, AND THEY GONNA WANNA TALK ABOUT SOME SERIOUS -ISH. 'TIL THEN, WE GONNA PARTY. OOOKAY?" He turns to address the staffer running the Karaoke machine. "YO, WHERE MY BEAT AT?"
His girls start dancing seductively on either side of Crunk as he begins spitting lyrics to Old Dirty Bastard's 'Baby I Got Your Money.' The way the girls dance in time with each other and Crunk, the way he moves on stage, the smoothness of his delivery, has clearly all been choreographed in advance. When the song is over, he asks "WHO'S GONNA GET ON THIS?," then bounces the mike back and forth between his hands like it's too hot to touch, before handing it over to the staffer and taking a table with his ladies. He leans in to whisper to each lady, then they get up and walk through the party.
The kitsune comes up to Al-Adin and Derek. "King Crunk would like to talk to you both when you're free. No rush." She smiles seductively at them.
The fiery woman walks up to Sam Skrit. Her smile is effortlessly radiant as she tells him, "King Crunk would like to talk to you when you got a second."
Jack rolls his eyes as the Spring Sovereign's lady walks away and gives a conspiratorial smile. "That guy's in charge of things for a quarter of the year? Oh well, man. That's the court you signed up for. Better not keep him waiting. We'll talk about beer and your moving ink later."
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Asia watches the display on stage, frowning. Clearly she has no idea what the man is saying, but she can tell by his boistrrous nature and attitude that she probably will not like him. For once, she says a silent prayer of thanks that she is deaf.
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Grrface enters the Empty Orchestra, dressed in an orange t-shirt that bears a black jack-o-lantern face on it. It's pulled tight over his big belly and that makes it look somewhat as if he were wearing a big carved pumpkin.
He comes in just a second after King Crunk's song finishes. He nods to her, when he sees Betony Rue, then heads over to where Al and Derek are talking. "Hi guys." he says cheerfully.
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