In The Still Of The Night

If there was one thing that Vincent "Cardiac Arrest" had learned over his time living in St. Canard, it was that although bars tended to be dingy, loud, and full of trouble, they were also excellent hiding places - and vantage points for the chaotic cupid to seek out new victims. The crowd helped him blend in, and he was currently situated at a table farther back towards a corner, watching people with acute senses.  Tonight was just like any other night for him...

or at least, he thought it was going to be.

    • Mother Goose
      Mother Goose

       There was something just so strangely poke-able about Darkwing's little pudge that Mother Goose hadn't stopped poking the masked mallard's side until Quiverwing's shocking revelation about their bond. She gasped at the soap-like nature of it all. "Darkwing!" she said, attempting to pry him off her beloved archer's arm. "You're brothers, you can't love Quivvy like that-!"

      • Drake Mallard
        Drake Mallard

        Darkwing wasn't listening. The spell still had a hold on him. All he did was just tighten his hold the more the goose tried to pry him off. 

        Poor Quiverwing would be squished eventually. 

        He did however squirm at the poking still. "Stop." He whined.

        • DarkwingPsycho
          DarkwingPsycho

          "Good," Jacob said encouragingly to Harmonizer.  He removed the handcuffs and gently opened one as he approached.  "I'd very much like to keep you safe, if you just put these on it will ease my mind greatly..."

          • Harmonizer
            Harmonizer

            Harmonizer glanced at the handcuffs, looking a little wary, but her heart did leap when he said he wanted to keep her safe. Did he return her feelings, then? That felt... really good, strangely. She never had these sort of feelings before and now she was getting barraged by them. It was confusing. They shouldn't belong to her. 

            She willingly held out a hand, her face threatening to split in two from her smile. "We can 'ave dinner later! Oh, right, eet's quite late. Supper then? Or ice cream? I like ice cream," she chattered happily. 

            • Quiverwing Duck
              Quiverwing Duck

              It was probably to the dove's benefit that Quiverwing Duck was getting restrained and slightly squashed due to the stubborn efforts of his twin, who was much stronger then he looked. Mother Goose's attempts to unlock that hug were not helping very much, and the archer made an involuntary vocalization akin to that of a rubber duck getting squeezed, although about two octaves deeper. One of his brass knuckles clattered onto the floor.

              Pointing towards Vincent, Quiverwing called out to the Red Knight in a strained voice, "Just clobber him! That guy!" He stabbed the air with his finger a few times in the dove's direction, for emphasis.

              • Vincent Piccioncino (Cardiac Arrest)
                Vincent Piccioncino (Cardiac Arrest)

                Vincent looked at the newest addition to the crowd, trying to reach once again for his trusty gun. "Heh, you new here? Don't think I've ever seen you around here before, wolfy-boy." He taunted, but winced at his pained wing once again. "D-damnit..."

                • Mother Goose
                  Mother Goose

                  Desperate times called for childish measures.

                  "Tickle, tickle~" Mother Goose attacked Darkwing's weak point, viciously targeting his soft sensitive belly. "Tickle, tickle~"

                  • Drake Mallard
                    Drake Mallard

                    Darkwing nuzzled and even nipped at a few feathers on the other drake's neck. All while making those odd purrs from earlier.

                    Only to be interrupted by the tickle assault to his belly.

                    "Hey! Stop!" He squirmed and tried to move away. "Quivvy." He whined. "Make her stop."

                    • DarkwingPsycho
                      DarkwingPsycho

                      Quickly Jacob closed the cuff and put the other one around one of the banisters holding up the bar.  "Ice cream it is," he agreed with a smile.  "Now please...stay here where it's safe.  Let me take care of the rest."

                      He walked through the chaos and picked up Vincent's gun, glancing over it curiously without a glance at the dove's injuries.  "Curious device...where does one acquire such a thing?"

                      • Quiverwing Duck
                        Quiverwing Duck

                        "Wha--" Quiverwing lifted his hand and tried to fend off Darkwing's beak. Life-throttling hugs were one thing; this was a bit too much for him. "Okay. That stops immediately." He looked less angry now, and more than a little nervous, his face flushing red.

                        To be fair, that was partly due to being tightly grappled, and now dragged back slightly. "Not helping," Quiverwing choked out at Mother Goose.

                        • Mother Goose
                          Mother Goose

                           "At least I'm trying," Mother Goose huffed. Tickling seemed to be working- ok, maybe not working, but it seemed be disrupting Darkwing's unwanted amorous advances.