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[Edel RP] On a lazy afternoon: II
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Post: 41821709_1 created on Mon Jul 14, 2008 6:21 pmPosted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 6:21 pm
[[This thread is a continuation of an RP started for the Edel Anniversary Event. First part is located here. Separate thread was made to allow for judging of the first thread, so on and so forth. WITHOUT FURTHER A-DO...]]

"Sizzla"
"You can only affect your own destiny to a certain extent," Plague said, knowing he could take this man's destiny and change it in an instant. "Not all is up to you, you know." He said it matter-of-factly, his own experiences proof of this.

He sniffed the air briefly, alluding to the stench of sloth, but knowing that it might be him that reeked -- he'd never smelled himself before, but perhaps the Age was helping his 'disease' to evolve further. "Ah, I'm probably not the best-smelling -- perhaps I am the stench of sloth!" he laughed. "I hope you can stand it. Showering does nothing for me..." He had noticed by now that the man could not see him, and he thought it was a good thing. Mortals couldn't discriminate or run in fear when they didn't know what they were facing.

"Well, I could give you a hand off of that stump if you'd like to go search out some food," he offered, holding out a hand even though the man couldn't see it. "What is your name sir?" he asked, thinking that if they were going to dine together, they should have an official introduction.


"Pales"
The man shrugged and simply laughed, “It doesn’t mean it makes me any less or more happy than before. I have accepted the fact that perhaps a small portion of my life is not entirely up to me.” The events of the past few days weighed heavily on the large man’s mind but for now they were but memories. The voices in his mind were the voices of friends he may or may not hear again, including the voice to his side.

He chuckled at the observation of stench and whence it was originating. If the large man had noticed the putrescent smell or anything close to it he had simply decided to not point it out due to politeness or just simply accepting it as a fact of the person’s condition way before it was mentioned. Scents were like appearances, you shouldn’t judge people by them. “That is alright, friend. No need to get all gussied up on my account.” Freyr grinned.

“Ahh, I’m Freyr Asgrim, and I suppose a hand up would be nice, indeed,” for food was worth at least some form of effort even if the day seemed to call for doing nothing. The desire was strong in the man to just continue sitting there, but soon his stomach gave a desperately loud growl.
 
     
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Post: 41821709_2 created on Fri Jul 18, 2008 9:15 pmPosted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 9:15 pm
 
"It is good to accept that fact sir," Sh'khin replied, knowing that his own fate was easily affected by other gods, and by His Lord himself. "It makes living much more of a surprise, and allows one to blame themselves for mistakes much less often," he said, nodding even though the seemingly blind man couldn't see him.

Plague laughed at the man's comment on his cleanliness, appreciating his sense of humor. I do not laugh enough, he thought, enjoying the moment. Life, while serious, should be appreciated for its humor as well, he reminded himself.

"Well then, as long as you don't mind the stench, I think we should get a move on," he grasped the man's hand and helped him stand as he took in his name. "A pleasure to meet you Freyr. I am Sh'khin," he said, not bothering to add his title to the mix. It would be interesting to have a conversation with one who knew nothing about his looks or what he was. Too many people judged him from the moment they set eyes upon him.

"Sounds like we should find the first restaurant or inn we can," he said, hearing Freyr's stomach rumble. "I myself would like a large, juicy steak I think. What would suit you? Perhaps we can find a place that will accommodate both of us?"

It was a nice thought, but one that probably wasn't feasible. In this town, most of the restaurant-type establishments had been closed for many months. Still, they could try to find suitable rations.
     
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Post: 41821709_3 created on Sun Jul 20, 2008 7:40 pmPosted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 7:40 pm
“I suppose, but I think it is much better that a man doesn’t know how much of a hand the Gods have in his actions and accounts for the mistakes as if they were his own.” He shrugged a bit, “but I speak as a man that had once been able to feel in control of himself...”

Freyr responded to Sh’khin’s laughter with a cheerful grin though he felt everything but cheerful at the moment. More and more a nap was starting to sound good. It was somewhat of a mystery because just earlier he was able to get up to some trouble with very little issue or thought to it at all, of course he couldn’t see that around him others were laying about lethargically and the soft listless sighs were interpreted as something else that he never thought to question up until now when it seemed too late.

“Indeed, no, I do not judge a man by his smell nor did I ever judge by his looks,” he said as he grasped Sh’khin’s hand in return using what was left of his own motion to help with the process of getting him up instead of forcing the other to do it all. “Sh’khin,” he said softly to himself as if tasting it, “an unusual name but it seems good, decent. Then again you are helping to get food so I am bound to think well of you.” Freyr said with a small grin and a deep chuckle.

“I am sure we will find a place to accommodate us if they know what’s good for them,” the large man replied still wearing his earlier grin upon his lips.
 
     
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Post: 41821709_4 created on Fri Aug 01, 2008 5:01 amPosted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 5:01 am
 
"Taking responsibility for one's actions is important. I'll have to agree with you on that sir. I suppose a combination of belief and responsibility is your best bet..."

As the man stood, Sh'khin took note of his height and musculature, knowing full well this man could take him in a fight. Not that it mattered, as he knew they wouldn't be fighting, but it would be good to have this man on his side.

"Well, I hope that good feeling about me stays with you Freyr," he said, a smile rising to his lips. "I have always been surprised by the receptions I've been given. Thus far, they have been quite pleasant, despite my unkempt looks."

The god started slowly ambling down the road, wondering if Freyr could hear him crushing pebbles underfoot as he walked. "Do you need help Freyr?" he asked, turning around to see if the other man had caught up. "I can give you a hand if necessary. It shouldn't be too much further to the closest inn."
     
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Post: 41821709_5 created on Mon Aug 04, 2008 5:11 amPosted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 5:11 am
Freyr nodded a bit, “Might be a good bet indeed,” he agreed as he made a mental note of where he took a moment to orient himself a bit and to make sure everything is upon his person and only vaguely aware of the gaze upon him. He was used to stares and used to being sized up. People often realized their folly a bit too late but the tall man was certain his new ’friend’ was smart.

“I can assure you, I have never judged by looks,” Freyr said as he moved to follow Sh’khin upon having heard him move forward. “B’sides it would be horrible to miss out on a friendship based ’pon superficial non-sense.”

He moved at a self-assured gait, “As long as ya let me know where to turn we needn’t hold hands or anythin’ m’friend.” Freyr chuckled with a deep good natured tone. Not that he would have minded contact or anything of the sort but he was not the sort of man to reach out and mewl for help.
 
     
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Post: 41821709_6 created on Tue Aug 05, 2008 3:21 pmPosted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 3:21 pm
 
"True, true, good sir. You cannot judge a book by its cover, as we have all learned at some point or another." He smiled genuinely, even though Freyr couldn't see him. He was pleased that this man was so open-minded. He supposed that part of this attitude came from his inability to see, but in these times, it was pleasant to meet someone like this, regardless.

"I'll be happy to let you know where to turn," he said, chuckling. "I suppose we would be a strange-looking couple holding hands down this dilapidated street. What a picture that would make." He laughed aloud this time, pulling up the mental picture in his mind. It would be QUITE a sight.

Sh'khin then started walking, giving Freyr directions as they moved along, and about ten minutes later, they came to an inn that looked as if it was still open. "I think we'll try this place out," he said, waiting for Freyr to catch up. "It looks like it might be open. Everywhere else we passed was dark."

He pushed the door open, and found that though the entryway was mostly dark, there was an oil lamp burning over the front desk, indicating some type of habitation.

"Hello? Anyone here?"
     
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Post: 41821709_7 created on Thu Aug 07, 2008 7:29 pmPosted: Thu Aug 07, 2008 7:29 pm
Freyr let out a loud boisterous chuckle as Sh’khin agreed that they would indeed make a strange pairing. “Aye and the last thing we need is f’people to think we are lovers or something in that vein.” He simply followed behind the other individual, blindly following and trusting in Sh’khin not to lead him astray.

The directions were easy enough and Freyr seldom asked for clarification or rarely reached out for a shoulder to guide him in the correct direction when he got seemingly lost when too much noise close by had disoriented him. All-in-all it was a successful bit of the seeing leading the blind.

“Aye? Chaos everywhere, I take it. Ever since I came here there has been nothing but chaos and strange sounds in the air...” Freyr observed in a not-so-soft tone.

At first Sh’khin’s voice only echoed through the establishment until finally a weary, stout man with sparse white hair came from a door way leading into a kitchen. “Customers?” the innkeeper sounded surprised as he squinted a bit at the pair in the dim light.
 
     
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