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Blade Kuroda
Militant Raider
Cartagia
'WoefulInfinity'
Hoisting his basket more carefully into his arms, Nathanyal hummed a little tune under his breath as he walked with his goods. It was a nice day; wet and raining, just the way he liked it!
He spoke quickly with the woman behind the bar at Dead Man's Meet; she seemed somewhat unsure about allowing his request - but after some negotation she relented, mostly he suspected due to wanting to eat the breakfast she had on a tray in her hands in peace. He smiled at her gently, gratefully, and hobbled up the stairs to the rented residences. As it was well past breakfast time he could only imagine that everyone was now awake and he knew for certain that there were several Outsider's there...
Shifting the weight of the basket he knocked ever-so-gently on the first door and waited, with a big smile, to see if whoever was inside would open up.
*Nathanyal's general appearance: http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f150/CookieGallery/OC - Tales of the Ethereal/nethanyalluff.jpg
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Blade Kuroda
Militant Raider
WoefulInfinity
Eloquent Raider
| Rivek Ailinar |
Rivek heard someone knocking on his door. He opened his eyes a crack and saw light streaming in from the window. Wow, was it daylight already? That was the problem with working night shifts. He wasn't particularly accustomed to having to sleep until noon.
"Look," he hollered. "My shift's not until three!"
But - if he was up, he was up. There would be no going back to sleep on the floor. It would just lead to more back pain. He took his goddamn time tying the mask back to his leg, putting his belt on, and tucking the sword into its frog.
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Cartagia
WoefulInfinity
"Oh," Nathanyal frowned at the shout through the door. "Er...I'm not here to...harrass you about your shift..." He shifted from one foot to the other, wondering for the first time if this was perhaps not a good idea; still he had woken this man up now, it would seem rude if he just walked away. So he put his smile back on, albeit not quite as wide as before, and waited.
WoefulInfinity
Eloquent Raider
| Rivek Ailinar |
Rivek yanked the door open, "Look here, Mr. Chef -"
He paused. He was looking up and didn't see anyone. But he caught something in his lower peripheral vision. That... was not the chef.
"Who the ******** are you?" he muttered, voice still gravelly from a poor night's sleep. He narrowed his eyes.
Blade Kuroda
Militant Raider
Finoewae
WoefulInfinity
Finoewae
Since your post was mostly internal and Riv's passed out anyhow, he can't really respond - so you're totally welcome to like, double-post. Don't wait for me. smile
Haha, ya I know, I guess I'm just trying to make an emotional transition- there wasn't much action needed yet unfortunately.
I can make a couple of posts about her waking up after it all but I'm not feeling good so I don't know how long I'll be able to keep posting coherently.
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WoefulInfinity
"Ah, hello!" Nathanyal was about to turn his smile up at the skinny man, except that he hadn't been banking on being presented with his naked torso. He stared for a few moments before realising what he was doing, half because he hadn't seen a man's chest apart from his own for a long time, and partly because said chest was covered in burns and scars.
"Er," his words failed to start in his throat but he turned the uncertainty into a cough and continued. "I...I am Nathanyal, I'm part of the Outsider's Welcome Program!" He brought back his beaming smile now. "I...I've come to offer you a complimentary pair of woolen socks." He pointed to his basket. "Any colour you want! I knitted them myself." There was something childlike about his manner, a kind of gentleness and innocence of someone who has nothing but goodwill about them towards other people. There was also something unmistakably scatty about him as he spoke about his gift as if there was nothing greater in the world than a pair of warm, soft, knitted socks in a colour of your choice; and to him it was infact the truth.
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Finoewae
WoefulInfinity
Cartagia
Who the ******** are you?
The sudden commotion woke Teagan up. She didn't stir her body, but shot open her eyes to see what was going on.
Someone was at the door, but out of her sight still. And there was Rivek and-
Oh my god...What happened to him?
For the first time Teagan saw the reason for Rivek's extensive bandages. There was scarring everywhere- completely destroyed and disfigured skin. Some of the scarring looks very fresh. There was no way he wasn't in pain from all of that...
She made sure to feign sleep if Rivek glanced toward her, but continued to stare. The sight of him was fascinating and horrifying at the same time. She couldn't fathom how he could be so active in his condition- and she almost got nauseous thinking about what the strain did to his scars.
I guess I don't really know pain after all. No, don't pity him. You owe him better than that. He deserves to be left alone.
Teagan took a silent, deep breath. It was true- whatever caused her little "play date" yesterday with that tall menacing woman, was somehow related to Rivek. She'd been spending too much time around him...enjoying him, instead of doing her job. He wouldn't mind the sudden lack of attention from her, would he? No. He'd welcome it. After all, here she was being pampered again, like a child.
Jenannen
WoefulInfinity
Finoewae
| Miehrru Pouncing Phantom |
Miehrru did not stir in the slightest as she was carried upstairs and placed on the bed. As Rivek arranged his clothes on the floor he may have heard a brief purr as Miehrru shifted, curling up against Tegan.((Just as cats are wont to do she’s curling up against Tegan because she’s a warm body.))
((Woe: She may take a fork, I’d be interested in taking the ring but she’s not going to riffle through his belongings it’s more of a curiosity and checking out her surroundings kind of perusal than snooping. The other thought I had as I went to bed last night; is there any possibility that a loose feather would be laying around? I don’t remember what that signified for Rivek, but it’d be the perfect kind of token for Miehrru to take. Totally your call though! If you do allow it Miehrru would be overly apologetic and more than happy to return it to him if he seems upset in the slightest, and she’d do pretty much anything that she could to make it up to him.))
((Going out to my FiL’s. I’m waiting for everyone else to be out of Rivek’s room before she wakes up so have fun. Feel free to have her sleep through just about anything.))