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 Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2014 10:18 pm
 The days were gradually beginning to chill as the cycle of seasons began to turn once more. Pulling his cloak a little snugger around himself, Arthur mused over how he would no longer be able to take such nice, casual walks like this in the coming months. At least, not unless he wanted the brave the impending cold, rain, and snow.
"I suppose that means I should make the most of the weather we have now," He mused, his voice a low, quiet rumble to himself, "And I should be grateful for how calm it is here." In general, anyways--that wasn't to say that Arthur hadn't seen a couple of fights break out here and there, but for the most part, this place was a lot more peaceful than where he had originally hailed from.
With a shake of his head, he continued on his leisurely stroll, occasionally nodding his head in polite greeting whenever he passed someone. Everything seemed to be going fine...until a particularly harsh gust of wind blew past. Perhaps he hadn't pinned it on properly, or maybe it just came loose itself, but the Audio was aghast when his cloak abruptly came undone and fluttered off of his shoulders, carried off by the wind onto a nearby tree where it draped itself over the lowest most branch.
Shielding his eyes, the audio waited until the wind died down before he lowered his arm, turning to frown at the tree that was now donning a new article--his article--of clothing. "...Well that wasn't very kind of you, wind."
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2014 8:46 pm
 Charlamagne slowly walked down the streets, humming lightly. The cold air never really bothered her, part was she believe was because she was a little fluffier than most audios. The main reason that she didn't care that the weather was getting chillier, has to be that she was always a fan of the winter season. It was something about the season that amazed her.
She continued down the streets, her large wings fluttering softly behind her. A soft squeal escaped her when a hard wind almost pulled her back, quickly tucking her wings tightly against her so she wasn't blown back any further. When the wind eventually died down, she let out a breath, brushing out her fur some before continuing on. It was as she came to a tree that she saw something flapping from it and she stopped to look up to it. It didn't look like a scrap of cloth, so it must have belonged to someone. "Oh dear... that must be bothersome." She said softly, glancing around for who it might belong to.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2014 10:49 pm
Distracted by the fact that his cloak was billowing teasingly at him from up the branch it had been caught in, Arthur somehow failed to notice the other Audio's presence. At least, he was oblivious to it up until the point he drew nearer to the tree, and by extension, closer to the Charlamagne. Upon realizing that he wasn't alone, he startled slightly before hastily composing himself and dipping his head in a shallow bow.
"Oh. My apologies, miss, I didn't notice you there." He offered her a warm, polite smile, which gradually faded as he turned his attention upwards at the offending cloak. Letting out a little grunt of displeasure, he glanced back at the stranger with another smile.
"I feel rather embarrassed to have run into you while I'm in the midst of this predicament." Lifting a hand, he sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck, "I must confess that the wind rather unkindly stole my cloak from me." It'd probably be easier if he were to ask Charlamagne if she'd be willing to fly up them and fetch it for him...but he could hardly ask such a thing of a young lady whom he had just met.
And so, as his own wings were useless in this situation, he proceeded to try scaling the tree.
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2014 7:07 pm
Although she felt bad that someone had lost their garment and had wanted to somehow help, Charlamagne was about to leave when she couldn't seem to locate the owner. It wasn't until she noticed someone moving closer to the tree and looking up to it. She guessed this must be the owner of the garment, he seemed to be taking a lot of interest it. When she was about to ask him, he had finally took notice of her and jumped a bit, which had caused her to jump slightly in return. When he bowed, she smiled softly and bowed back. "It's alright really. I didn't exactly announce my presence."
Her gaze followed his back to the cloak fluttering in the tree, then back to him as he explained how the wind had took his cloak and deposited in the tree. "I'm sorry that your cloak got stuck." She said softly, but gasped when he went to start to climb the tree. "Be careful now! She exclaimed, having had a past experience of falling out of a tree before she ascended and not wishing that on anyone as she watched him carefully.
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2014 6:30 pm
Perhaps scaling the tree was not the most clever of ideas--frankly, while he could climb up rather easily, getting down was another matter--but it was too late for that now. Pausing to peer down at Charlamagne, Arthur offered her a reassuring grin, his view of somewhat obscured by his bangs as another breeze blew past. "Not to worry, miss. Things will...probably be okay."
There was wry humour in his tone as he turned back and continued to ascend the tree, gradually reaching the thick branch where his cloak had been caught on. Testing it to ensure that it would hold his weight, he slowly began to crouch along it--
--and then he slipped.
Fortunately, he managed to hook onto the branch with the back of his knees. He was sent swinging upside down, but it was certainly much better than being sent straight into the ground. Feeling a little dizzy, he turned to peer at the other audio upside-down, looking a little sheepish. "I do believe that you've caught me at my worst today."
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Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2014 6:47 pm
Charl continued to watch the male scale higher into the tree worriedly despite his confidence that everything would possibly be alright. He may be sure, she wasn't as she slowly scooted under him. Now, she highly doubted she could catch him if he did fall, but it would be a softer landing than straight onto the concrete.
She remained silent as he finally climbed to where his cloak was dangling. She was about to ask if he was alright and if he was able to reach his cloak when her eyes widened at the sight of him slipping. She tried to move herself under him, but luckily for the both of them, he was able to catch himself before he fell too far. Looking up at him as he dangled upside-down, she frowned. "I hope you're alright. Does anything hurt from the fall?"
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