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Petyr "Littlefinger" Baelish ([personal profile] baetiful) wrote in [community profile] maskormenacelogs2016-12-28 10:21 am

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WHO: Jayden Revell, Jorah Mormont, and Petyr Baelish.
WHERE: The long and elaborate sewer system of Philadelphia
WHEN: Sometime in December
WHAT: Baelish is determined to get his hands on one of the Alterams. This search leads this merry band of misfits into the sewer system. Wacky adventures ensue.
WARNINGS: Mild violence and sewer grossness.

[ Although Petyr absolutely hates getting his hands dirty, there are certain situations where it's a necessity. The imPorts can't help him on this matter, so he has to help himself. Which is why the three of them (and rodents) stand before a manhole. For once, Baelish is not in a fancy tunic. He's dressed in a pair of throw away jeans, work boots, a T-shirt and a sweat jacket. It's the epitome of garbage clothing in his eyes. ]

Jorah, do you mind lifting the cover?

[ Baelish asks, managing to swallow his bile in anticipation of the smell. God, he is not looking forward to this. But there is someone among them who is looking forward to it. He spares a glance at Mouse. ]

There should be a ladder leading down, correct? [ Several mockingbirds hover in the air, holding onto a backpack that contains flashlights, water bottles, knives, rope, bandages and a few other first aid items as well as a couple of snacks and blankets just in case things got bad and they get stuck down there for longer than they anticipate.

But these things never go bad, really! Should be all smooth sailing from here, of course. Of course. ]
khaleesipls: (wow)

[personal profile] khaleesipls 2017-01-01 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ If Jorah looked prickled before, the quake resigns him into a more cynical bristle, manhole hook swung idle around his wrist, brows taking on a judgmental slant while Baelish -- Baelishes. Your grace. The bad taste in his mouth can’t be blamed entirely upon the stink. ]

Giant alligators?

[ His voice echoes ahead as he reaches to take the offered flashlight, mild despite tension winding up the back of his hand. ]

It’s much harder to keep you alive when you insist on joining expeditions into hell.

[ A friendly FYI in aside, in place of a suggestion that Baelish wait topside. ]
princeofrats: (dubious as heck)

[personal profile] princeofrats 2017-01-04 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ ... Holy crap, Mouse hadn't realized that Jorah could talk. He actually jumps a bit, staring back at the man with wide, startled eyes as the rats circle around their prince's feet like a tiny royal guard. ]

... Um. How's he gonna back it into a corner if he can't punch it? Any earthquakes down here would just make the sewer collapse on us.

[ Some of the rats begin to scout ahead, and Mouse follows in their wake, crouched low to the ground in case of another tremor. ]

I mean, we're strong, but we can't hold up a roof.
khaleesipls: (this is fine)

[personal profile] khaleesipls 2017-01-04 05:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Mouse stares at Jorah and Jorah stares back, rough in the face, eyes squinted at him like a rhinoceros’ in the semi-dark. A very skeptical, unhappy to be in a sewer teeming with rats and birds rhinoceros. In overalls.

Rather than answer immediately, he glances to Baelish and busies himself with testing the flashlight. On, off, on.

Rats seethe in the circle of light where he aims it, and he pretends not to see before clicking it firmly off again. This is fine. ]


I’ll transform into a bear.
princeofrats: (rat buddies)

[personal profile] princeofrats 2017-01-09 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ Mouse squints into the darkness and the wave of rats surges to a halt, sending three individual rodents out of the mass to scout further ahead. The shadowy figure grumbles something unintelligible as they skitter a loop around his feet, and when they head back to their prince, Mouse breaks into a grin bright enough to rival the flashlights. ]

Guys! It's ok, he's a sewer-hobo!

[ He waves at the figure up ahead, and starts making his way towards the... er, possible sewer-hobo. ]

I didn't think anyone else would be down here! Are you royalty, too?
khaleesipls: (grim)

[personal profile] khaleesipls 2017-01-10 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Who or whatever it is, Jorah (discretely) draws in closer to Baelish’s back in the dark, moving slow. No one mentioned that there might be other people down here.

But he’s just here for support, silent disapproval of Mouse’s enthusiastic approach like a black hole of reproach over Petyr’s shoulder -- something to be felt rather than seen. Their flashlights are pointed forward; his is off.

That he chokes up his grip on his steel hook is difficult to detect. ]
princeofrats: (RASCAL NO)

[personal profile] princeofrats 2017-01-16 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
What?! But I meant it in a good way!

[ He might be 'royalty' in some small furry circles, but Mouse isn't the kind of leader who's practiced at hiding his emotions, and the look on his face as he glances over his shoulder at Baelish is one of open dismay. The rats give the sewer-hobo a cautious berth, spreading out on either side of him as if he'd just parted the sea, and Mouse ducks into a springy crouch, ready to parkour around this sewer tunnel like a ping-pong ball or fight if he needs to. ]

It was a compliment! I lived in sewers too! The only reason I'm in a house is because the sewers in Heropa aren't as nice as these ones!
khaleesipls: (hand)

[personal profile] khaleesipls 2017-01-17 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ Helpfully, Ser Jorah puts a stop to Baelish’s retreat with a hand at the small of his back, steady as a cliff face in the shadows behind him. Don’t be rude, Petyr.

It’s just a flaming hobo. And Mouse seems to be drawing the bulk of his attention, anyway. ]


If you want me to snuff the fire, give the word.

[ He keeps his voice low, so as not to be overheard by either of their new friends. ]
princeofrats: (having doubts...!)

[personal profile] princeofrats 2017-01-22 05:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Do the cows work for the government, too? Are they being brainwashed?

[ Mouse asks the questions in total sincerity. He isn't just trying to keep the conversation going, he seems genuinely interested in the answers, and as he edges closer to the sewer-hobo, he straightens up out of his battle-ready crouch and into more of a casual lope. ]

... Is chocolate milk still safe?

[ asking all the important questions, here! ]
khaleesipls: (grimace)

[personal profile] khaleesipls 2017-01-28 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ Jorah tenses more at the shouting than he did at the initial burst of fire, distrust cemented in the hard line of his mouth. His fingers grapple in at the back of Petyr’s cloak, ready to shove him out of the way.

It all sounds like nonsense to him, doubled down in Mouse’s concerns about treasonous cows and chocolate milk.

Enough that he’s reluctant to shoulder forward at Baelish’s nod, footsteps slow and cautious at Mouse’s back. He approaches dragons the same way -- with care taken not to spook or offend. ]


Offer him something to eat.

[ Backseat negotiating. ]
princeofrats: (dubious as heck)

[personal profile] princeofrats 2017-01-31 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ Baelish startles Mouse out of the conversation, and it takes a few seconds for him to understand what's being asked of him. Once the lightbulb goes off, he shuffles a bit closer to Mr. Williams and holds the snack food out at arm's length. ]

Oh! Right. Uh...

Here. The cheese in the crackers didn't come from the evil cows, we promise. We'd know if it did.

[ That seems good enough for the sewer-hobo, at least! The tremor sends the rats scurrying up the walls, and Mouse drops into a wary, steadying crouch again. ]

... Should we get out of here? That sounded like it was getting closer...
khaleesipls: (plans)

[personal profile] khaleesipls 2017-02-03 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
[ Reluctance sets hard in Jorah’s nose at mention of Chilton’s hospital, but he nods, swallowing resistance with pride. Like a good sellsword.

He sizes their sewer hobo up like a filthy, flea-ridden, fire-breathing dog Baelish wants to take along for the ride, but offers no argument there, either. They’ll make it work. ]


We’re here for the monster, [ he tells the hobo, and maybe Mouse, if he’s thinking of turning tail. And then in quieter aside to Petyr: ]

We can try to take him with us, or leave a bird and collect him on our way back. If I bind him he might burn through the rope.
princeofrats: (RAAAAAGH)

[personal profile] princeofrats 2017-02-10 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ Mouse instantly grabs Mr. Williams by the shoulders (as someone who is averse to showers himself, he doesn't even notice the smell!), whirls the man around, and shoves him towards Jorah and Baelish. Fire powers or not, Mr. Williams didn't sign up to fight a giant monster. ]

You said to suffocate it, right? Rats! Swarm!

[ The rats surge up the walls and start pouring down on top of the monster's body like rainwater. For every rat that's shaken loose, another scrambles up to take its place, and with a noise that's practically a roar, Mouse lunges at one of the creature's arms. ]
khaleesipls: (bear bwaor)

[personal profile] khaleesipls 2017-02-10 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
[ What Mr. Williams has to say next sees Jorah looking in more direct aside to Baelish, lines furrowed in deep around the hood of his brow, jaw edged out into an underbite. What?

They don’t have a chance to hash it out.

He drops his hook with an echoing clang, glare cut from Baelish to the hobo Mouse has shoved at them in warning to keep his fire hands to himself. His coveralls are already tight on his shoulders before he’s unzipped to skiv out of them, more bear than man in a matter of seconds -- great, huffing jaws, meathook claws and a mountain of muscle rolling down the sewer line to drive his weight onto the monster with all the grace of a derailed train.

He does, at least, make a last second course adjustment to come at it from the side opposite Mouse, rather than directly over him. ]
princeofrats: (RASCAL NO)

[personal profile] princeofrats 2017-02-15 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ Rats can't quite see in the dark, but they have a much easier time navigating it than humans or birds do, and while a number of rats are thrown from the monster's back, just as many come skittering up its forearms as reinforcements. Mouse isn't nearly as good at handling the darkness as his subjects are, though, and the deep tremors shaking the ground make him lose his footing and splash backwards into the muck. ]

Mr... Sewer-hobo, whatever your name was! We need light! Just don't set any of us on fire, please!

[ Mr. Williams is nice enough to oblige, and the flames in his hands dimly light up the tunnel like a pair of torches. Under his breath, he mutters something about evil cheese crackers. Mouse chooses that moment to lunge at the monster's forearm again, shouting "Rat trap! Rat trap!" like a battlecry.]

khaleesipls: (bear teeth)

[personal profile] khaleesipls 2017-02-17 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ Ser Jorah rolls in the sewage like something out of the world’s gnarliest car wash, bristles slinging filthy water, clawing for purchase on old brick. His grunting bellow quakes through the sludge in echo of Mouse’s war cry, rippling outward as he lunges half-blind back into the fray.

Rats not quick enough to slither out of his way are in danger of being crushed as he champs his jaws for purchase against the monster’s armor.

There’s nothing especially calculated or strategic about it, all slobber and gruff, garbled blustering in the firelight. ]
princeofrats: (just chillin')

[personal profile] princeofrats 2017-02-20 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ Mouse shoots Baelish a huge, beaming grin that's only slightly dimmed by the all the sewer muck streaked across his face, and the tangle of wet hair in his eyes. He's a little bruised and banged up from the fight (he'd refocused his attention on the monster's other arm, because nope, getting in the way of Jorah the angry rampaging werebear was not a good idea), but otherwise he seems to be in pretty good shape! ]

We're ok! Mr. Jorah's still a bear, but I think he's ok too! Thank you for saving the rats, can you tell your birds I said thanks?
khaleesipls: (bear mud)

[personal profile] khaleesipls 2017-02-20 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sprawled wide over the beast’s corpse, Jorah is slow to slough off to the side, slick with black sludge. Streaks of red rope down into the sewage around him, but he’s solid on all fours, eyes flashing ghostly green in Baelish’s light when he swings his great, flat head round to the sound of his voice. He’s breathing hard, sides sweeping in and out.

Flecks of foam drip from his jaws, and he stretches his neck long to snuff after Mouse nearby, like a thousand pound labrador nosing for table scraps. ]
princeofrats: (he was my favourite!)

[personal profile] princeofrats 2017-03-03 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ Mouse is trying to edge away from Jorah the Werebear as subtly as he can, but there's no way to do it without noisily sloshing through the sewer muck. Jorah is intimidating enough as a human, but as a giant, snuffling bear, he's enough to make anyone pretty nervous! ]

He's, uh... he's not rabid, is he? Are you, Mr. Jorah? It's just, you're kinda foaming, and... can you hear us?

What about you, Mr. Sewer-Hobo? How are... oh.

[ They are officially -1 sewer hobo! ]