OPEN to all - robin hood comes home to roost

[callmeemily]

"Hey! Stop!"

Raleigh's walking Oscar - it's a long walk today, even though it's definitely making her leg regret it - and she doesn't even pause when she hears somebody behind her yell. It's the beginning of tourist season, and the sidewalk's full of people she doesn't know, and she's so worn out from the last week that she doesn't really have the energy.

"I said stop! I know you!"

Huffing out a breath, she keeps going; she hates it when people yell in public. She's got that Southern mentality, the one that keeps disputes behind closed doors where it's between the two of you and everyone else listening at cracks to figure out the gossip.

The last thing she expects is the rough hand on her arm that yanks her around. Stumbling, she catches herself on the parking meter that's next to her as the guy - mid forties, handsome in that New-England-Polo-Shirt-and-Sperrys kind of way - stares at her.

"It's you! It is!" Oscar's exploded into a barking, growling, half-grown dog between them, and the guy steps back as he raises his voice. "You know what I'm doing? I'm calling the cops. This is the girl who shot me! Back when we were medieval or whatever? She shot me and took all my money! She's a thief!" The tourists had backed up into a circle around them, with Raleigh, Oscar, and the guy in the middle. "She could have killed me!" He's pulling out his phone even as Raleigh protests and tries to explain as the people who're just staring at her shake their heads, and a phone, then another gets pulled out to film the whole thing.

"It's not- I'm not- I'm not a thief, I- It wasn't me--"

OOC: Raleigh's Fairy-tale shenanigans have come home to roost! Open to anybody. :D

Comments

[bachjones]

It's Alfred getting in on the fuss Bach was trying hard to ignore. Siren Cove, after all, and unless things are going to get violent in front of Isaac, he just can't care enough.

But their big ginger cat sees a small dog making a racket and it's enough for him to go investigate, big jumps smack in the middle of the situation. Probably even forgetting that he's a cat and the other is a dog and that it might not end well for Alfred. "Alfred!"

[callmeemily]

"Oh, my god," Raleigh yelps when there's suddenly a cat, right in the middle of the whole thing, and even the guy who's yelling at her seems to be confused. Oscar's so on edge that he snaps at it, and Raleigh hauls on the leash, wrapping it around her arm to pull Oscar closer to her. "Call the cops! I don't care, I'll talk to them, just leave me alone!" And she's trying to get Oscar away from the cat, with no idea where the hell it came from or why in god's name, it'd just jumped into a bunch of people where there's already a growling, angry dog.

[bachjones]

Bach's cat trying to befriend a very angry dog of his own size. This is why he will never have a normal life. "Alfred!" Stop head-butting the dog, you stupid cat. At least Cinderella had been smart enough to keep herself in one piece.

"Sorry, apologies, just a sec-" People are staring at him. Some are even laughing at him. "You try to get a cat to listen!"

[callmeemily]

There is no befriending going on. There is nothing going on, besides Raleigh trying to pull away Oscar, who is now going between the guy and the cat, and even the guy's staring at the cat. "What the hell--"

"I don't know!" Raleigh says desperately. "Oscar, Oscar come--" And that's when she realises that Bach's there, and of course Bach's there, because who else would it belong to?

[bachjones]

He managed to get all cat limbs in the right direction and lifts Alfred from the ground. "Fucking ca-"

"Oh, hi Raleigh." Bach looked around. "Never mind everyone, carry on whatever you were doing. Just another day in Siren Cove, right?" He took a step back. "Sorry about the cat."

[callmeemily]

Raleigh's just staring at him-- everyone's staring at him. "I... uh. It's okay?"

She looks at the guy, who's actually distracted from yelling at her, and he just sort of nods. "It's okay."

Well, looks like they can agree about something, at least.

[bachjones]

So much for starting his day unnoticed. Bach nods, Alfred meows in protest. "See, you two aren't fighting anymore. Or whatever it was. We're leaving now. Alfred can find another playmate."