Tricky Dick has appeared! (Open/Lena)

Dudeth is sitting on a bench in Rampart with his chin is his hands and his elbows on his knees.  Every time that a Guard walks by though he perks up and lets out a cat call.  The guards are starting to get annoyed with him but he doesn't seem to mind.  He probably seems really weird there in his full body suit with the full head mask.  People stare at him as they walk by and he watches them back.

Posed as ever, Lena walked around the streets of Rampart with nowhere in particular to go to. She had decided to give the city a second chance after the disaster she had experienced some time before. She was determined to find at least one fun thing to do before the day was over, but first things first. In her head she debated whether to look for a place to have a cup of tea or find a place to sit and rest her weary legs for a little while.

As Dudeth continued doing this the guards got more and more annoyed with him until one walked up to him and scolded him before threatening him bodily harm. As soon as the guard walks away from him though he catcalls at him again before getting up and running over to a street vendor and browsing his wares. Dudeth pulls a spectacle seemingly out of nowhere and uses it to closely observe the wares. The vendor looks at him oddly and Dudeth replies to him, Quality check my good sir, never can be too certain nowadays. You understand old chap?

Lena began asking around where the nearest park was, figuring that it would be a good place to rest and get a nice view. She started heading in the general direction she was told when she suddenly heard a small disturbance nearby. As Lena turned a corner she spotted the source of the commotion. Not wanting to get involved with any crazies, she continued walking hoping not to be noticed, but accidentally made eye contact with the freak in the red suit.

Dudeth looks to the salesman and then says I'm sorry sir, but these wares do not fit my quality requirements or fall in my price range. They are too high of a quality and they are too cheap. he says before he turns around and sees Lena in the distance. Any chance of him not seeing her she would know was gone as he perked up looking in her direction. He runs towards her in an exaggerated manner before skidding to a stop in front of her while saying, Helloooooooo Nurse!

(Animaniacs XD)



The initial startlement from him rushing at her made her back step a little.
She furrowed her eyebrows in annoyment, extended her arm and gave him a small push back with her hand on his chest, "Uh-uh, arm's length, no closer."
She let out an audible sigh. Speaking her thoughts outloud she said, "Is everyone in this city crazy?"  Lena hoped this interaction would be fast and painless and she would be on her way soon.

Dudeth steps back in respect of Lena's arm's length wishes and at her question about if everyone in this city were crazy he shiftily looks at the guard and then back to her. He covers his already masked mouth while looking at the guard as if he's trying to prevent him from reading his lips or something. Yeah, everyone here is crazy, and look at those guards. They're the worst. As he finishes saying this the guard starts to come over towards them. Dudeth quickly hides behind Lena while the guard speaks to Lena Is that fool bothering you, I would love a reason to drag that nuisance off to a jail cell. The guard then draws his club and lightly hits his hand with it while looking at a now trembling Dudeth.

Almost as if a visible light bulb lit atop her head Lena got an idea, remembering why she decided to come back to Rampart in the first place: to meet new people and have a new experience. Maybe she could get the masked man to be her guide on a new adventure.

She smirked at the guard's question.

Lena looked over her shoulder, covered her mouth just as he did and whispered "Give me a reason to tell him you're not."

Dudeth couldn't hold in this comment which probably wouldn't help him much. Technically he's bothering you as much as I am. But.... um... I'm a travelling... um.... salesman of.... medicine? Um. I was quite the healer in the past and I am totally experienced in travelling and stuff, you could tell him I'm a guide or something. Or a wandering minstrel that sings so quietly that nobody hears it.... or just tell him that... He stands up straight and walks around Lena to face the guard. Who do you think you are? You're not the king of this town! I can talk to whoever I want. It's not like I'm doing anything illegal, unlike you who's pestering the general public without reasonable cause! So that, ball it up into a suppository and cram it where the sun don't shine!

At that comment the guard tackles Dudeth to the ground. Help! I'm being oppressed! Police brutality! Governmental racism! IT'S A CONSPIRACY!!! Yells Dudeth

Lena facepalms, wondering why he didn't stop at traveling medicine man. She inhaled, mentally preparing herself for what she was about to do, then exhaled.
Feeling inclined to help him on a whim she tried to break up the fight by pulling the guard off Dudeth. "Get off of him! He's my.... uhh, demented cousin whom I brought to the city to see a doctor. Would you really hit a mentally disabled man!?" she said the last part as loud as possible, causing a public scandal, making a few heads turn, judgemental eyes now watching the guard.

Dudeth flails away as Lena starts to pull the guard off from him. The guard is quick to oblige as he hears her explanation. He apologizes and then embarrassedly leaves. Dudeth meanwhile is getting up and dusting himself off. I swear, some people take things to seriously. Anyways, thank you for getting him off from me. I think he did it just to get frisky. I mean, after all, who can resist someone like me, am I right?