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 Posted: Tue May 31, 2016 11:34 pm
“Understandable.” When he had first gone to his own wonder, Erebus hadn’t thought to bring any light with him either so he had only been able to explore and see a few of the area’s that had been lit up by the natural light from outside the buildings. Even when he had returned the second time it hadn’t occurred to him to bring any light so it wasn’t until he had gone with Venice that he had been able to actually see everything. Or at least everything that they had explored during their trip anyway.
When Venice asked if he was alright after jumping down he gave the Page a smile and a nod. “I’m fine, jumping down or up from different stories is something that I got used to fairly quickly into my Knighthood.” He said then pressed a kiss to Venice’s cheek for the worry. When he had first started out he had used one of his bedroom windows to sneak out of the house to patrol so he had gotten used to landing safely shortly. Of course if he was going to do a late patrol he would still use the window at times when he wasn’t sure if everyone had gone to bed yet and didn’t want to worry them for slipping out late at night. He then looked back around at the sets and pieces. “Looks like a place one could easily get lost in.”
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2016 11:34 pm
Nodding his head to the others response, glad to know he was ok, he took hold of the others arm while shining his light about. The theater certainly was filled with things down here. Lots of costumes it seemed, far off though and tucked into a corner. Some on racks but trunks also that he summed carried more clothing, though he could be wrong. There seemed to be lots of boxes as well, what had likely once been fancy boxes.
The closer things were the set pieces, large and painted...and broken and cracked. There were also backgrounds that were painted scenes, the edges of the fabric or paper curled and frayed. The painted on designs dulled from time and dust from what he could tell with the flashlight he had shining on them. They once had been lovely, he was sure, but not to much now. Time had not been so kind to the background designs as there were holes in some of them too. The kiss from the other had him smiling and closing his eyes for a moment to simply enjoy it - to enjoy being here and with the other.
“Mmm, looks like it...was popular some time...many things - many plays….maybe. Wonder so must have been famous...right?” Drifting away he made his way past things, slowly weaving his way in and out and around things as he headed toward the door he knew he could open. The one which seemed like the one who ran things would use to work out of. Figuring out how much was made, pay for the actors and actresses, as well as arrange things from. That office door he opened and peeked into, nose wrinkling at all the dust in there. Maybe it should air out? Could it even air out as the whole area down here smelled musty from everything which was degrading due to time, age, and whatever else. The floor here was solid, no holes or be seek, but it did creak as he walked. An old wooden floor, and unknown to him it was right over a slab of something like cement, so even if the wood gave out there would be no falling through the hole - just a foot stuck.
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2016 11:35 pm
Erebus gave a smile and placed a hand over Venice’s briefly then started to look back around the area. There were so many different sets and props that he knew it would take a very long time to go through them all. It didn’t stop him from being curious and wanting to look to see what kinds of sets and props there were so he could have some kind of an idea as to what kind of plays were put on here. Just what kind of stories had once been told in these grand halls? What kind of actors used to dance across the stage to enthrall the audience? Questions like these and more that he wasn’t sure would ever really get answered.
When Venice spoke up he nodded as his eyes scanned over the various paraphernalia. “With the amount that is stored away in here I would say so.” Erebus answered then followed behind the other as he started to walk. When they got to the door that was clearly where the other was heading, he peered in from behind Venice. “I wonder if there are any battery operated air purifiers we can bring to our Wonders.” He said absentmindedly.
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2016 11:36 pm
He too was curious about what plays were put on here, how could he not be? He wanted to be a writer, though certainly not a play writer, so he was curious but he was curious about this whole wonder of his - especially the locked room and the office. The office might shed light on things here...though language would likely be a massive issue - again. He was still working on English and here he’d encounter another language and one with no one able to teach it to him.
“Might be good if we could….need to air out here...not clean.” He said wrinkling his nose in distaste. So musty and such dust, it was no good and simply not healthy. Reaching a hand up to cup the others face gently. Turning his head to press a gentle kiss to the others lips. “Office….might have information...but other language?” He asked, fairly certain that it would indeed be the case here. Why would they speak English here? Or anything else even...and even if they had it wouldn’t be the same as it was now would it. A thousand years could vastly effect a language, just look at his home country and the North..less than a hundred years and already the language was different in big ways.
“Going to leave the door open...let it air some.” It might help, even a little bit, with the musty smell in the room and the dust. He didn’t think it would solve it though, he needed to clean and dust in here - clearly. “Explore with me here? Then locked door maybe…” He said pointing to the door near to this one. “Want to see if ring is here maybe...will help in talking.”
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2016 11:37 pm
“Agreed.” Erebus said. At least at his wonder there were many open windows so the air hadn’t gotten as dusty and musty. Though he was glad that the open windows hadn’t meant that there was water damage to the rooms on top of everything else, he still needed to find out if it rained on Saturn. Those type of thoughts disappeared when Venice kissed him and he smiled into the kiss and kissed him back. “More than likely. I haven’t heard about anyone learning any languages found at their Wonder’s or planets though so I’m not sure if any information there will help.” It was sad that so far there was no way to learn the languages, so much information was blocked from them thanks to it.
He nodded when the other said he would leave the door open and gave a smile. “Of course. Where do you want to begin?” He asked, eyes darting over to the door Venice gestured to then back to the Page. “The desk? Any shelves?” He prompted further.
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2016 11:37 pm
“Can’t ask person came from?” The ancestor, couldn’t they be asked. If you could talk to them it meant they spoke English - right? But they had once been alive and spoken the language of your planet, star or what have you, so couldn’t they still speak it and read it? Thus be able to teach it? “Ancestor...can’t teach it?” He asked deciding, and able, to clarify for the other what he meant. Information was not the only thing blocked...but just the history and true nature of each wonder - how wondrous they were. The past lives of the knights from here. There was a lot lost due to the language barrier. It was all information but it just...felt like more to him when he thought about it, something personal and precious. They couldn’t have what once was here - not with the language barrier blocking them from so many things.
“Desk, shelves...books. Anything.” He said glancing about the office. It was fairly normal for an office. A desk, chair, shelving and books. There were papers on the desk, candle holder with a stub of a candle left and no wick to be seen. The desk draws either would open for them with ease, fall apart and open or not open, or they’d be locked. Either way they likely contained various things as well. There was a lot to check but it was all pretty basic - the whole office was basic and nothing over the top or stand out.
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2016 11:38 pm
Erebus blinked in surprise at the question then gave a shrug. “You know, I’m not sure. I hadn’t heard of anyone asking their ancestor but then again I hadn’t asked around either.” He said with a thoughtful look. “I guess it wouldn’t hurt to try.” He said after a minute of thinking. The possibility had never occurred to him one way or another honestly but then again he was a reincarnate so hadn’t thought about ancestor’s. He gave the other another shrug and a smile. “Guess we shall possibly see if we meet up with yours?”
He nodded then moved into the office so he could get a proper look at it. The Squire looked over a few shelves, shining the light over them in hopes that any ring would reflect the light back and make it easier to see.
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2016 11:38 pm
“If there is one.” He answered, though he now was wondering if anyone had thought of this before. Someone had to have - right? Odds said someone had to have asked an ancestor before him. And what about reincarnations? They had been children once and grew up and went to school and learned to read and write...could someone, like Terry, remember such a thing? “Can remember past life learning to read or write...maybe?” He offered up to the other, hopefully, maybe there was a way for people to learn? Something they just...hadn’t stumbled upon yet? Something no one had experienced yet for some reason?
While Terry checked on shelves he took to look over the desk and the draws hoping to spot something, anything, that shone. Nothing yet, though maybe over time it had dirtied and wouldn’t shine and catch the light as well? There were plenty of papers though, some looked like..lists of things - a book filled with list after list but for what? Were they people, payments made, orders, or what? For now it was put away, there was no way of understanding or even knowing, and the search for the ring was more important.
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2016 11:39 pm
Erebus nodded with a thoughtful frown. “Maybe, I haven’t heard of anyone remembering those memories either. Then again I haven’t met anyone who had more than the tiniest memories.” He said and decided that he would have to look into it. Maybe someone HAD remembered but hadn’t said anything, or that had pieces that could be put together into a cohesive language. “For me, I’ve only had small snippets so far. Feelings, voices, a flash of an object, nothing more then that.”
As he continued talking to Venice, he had still been shining his light on the shelves. Thanks to this the Squire was able to catch the tiniest of glints half hidden under a remains of a cloth. He paused then reached over and lifted the cloth off the object only to get a smile on his face when he found the object was a ring. Putting down the cloth he picked up the ring and shone the flashlight over it directly while studying it closer. It certainly looked like a Knight ring. He then turned with the ring in hand and moved over to Venice. “I found something.” He said then grasped one of the Page’s hands and slid the ring home, not paying much attention to which hand or which finger.
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2016 11:40 pm
“Even single word or two...Would not memories be in other language? Not ours now...but feeling behind it known? If memories knowing what are words meaning, not just feeling.” He said slowly as he thought about it. The odds of it should be there, for it to have happened. But if not perhaps there was a reason behind it not having happened? “Maybe reason has not happened - magic?” He said slowly, thoughtfully, as he continued to look over to the other as his fingers moved amongst the papers, blindly feeling for any sort of metal which might prove to be a ring.
He had just been turning away from the other when Terry called about about finding something. Letting the papers he’d been riffling about fall back down into their stack, now less neat than it had previously been, and standing up straighter as he looked over the other. Watching as Terry approached and then took one of if hands...and the ring. That was when he saw it and stared - it was his ring and felt...good to see. It took his breath away watching as Terry slid it on to his hand and while Terry didn’t note which finger Seung did.
Feeling his cheeks warm he bit down on his bottom lip for a moment before taking his hand back and draped his arms about the others shoulders and drew him in to kiss gently. “Thank you.” For what he didn’t say - did he need to? For finding his ring and for...well placing it where he had, even if it held no conscious meaning behind it. There had to be a reason behind which finger it went onto and why Terry didn’t pick another finger. “Nee-ga jo-ah.”
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2016 11:41 pm
“I don’t know about others but to me, the memories are as if I’m remembering it in English.” Terry said and shook his head. “Even though I know it should be in a different language it still sounds like it is English.” It didn’t make any sense unless you just figured that their brains probably translated for them but even then he didn’t have any proof one way or another. Though to be honest it might just be their magic translating for them instead of their brains. “It could be the magic I suppose. Maybe our magic stops us from remembering the memories needed to learn the language, who knows.”
He blushed at the look Seung was giving him after he put the ring on and kissed him back. “You’re welcome.” He said with a soft smile and wrapped his arms around the other’s middle. He still didn’t know which finger he had put Seung’s ring on, not when the other’s arms were around his shoulders, but later if he did it would end up with him blushing rather brightly. When he looked up what Seung said he would turn even brighter but then the other probably wouldn’t end up seeing that. “Anything else in here that you want to look for?”
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2016 11:41 pm
If that was the case he wondered why the magic would stop it. Was there a purpose? Did they need to do or achieve something first? Where they all, collectively, just not ready for it or was it due to some big impact it would make. I mean to be able to learn what was lost to them all..it would make sense he supposed. It didn’t make it any less sad though, he’d have liked to try and learn it and see some sort of revival as he’d be able to read what was here and know more about the time, the place, and more.
Looking down at the ring on his finger, over the others shoulder, he stepped back and shook his head. “No, will search more another time. Want to try that door.” Since he had at least achieved one thing he wanted to do - he had his ring. The ring he showed to Terry now so the other could get a good look at the design and colors of the ring. “Pretty...needs cleaning but nice. Good to have.”
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2016 11:42 pm
It would indeed have been nice to actually learn to both read, speak and understand the languages of the past but for now the only thing that Erebus could think of to even try and look into it would be to ask some of the Guardian Cat’s to see if it was possible. And that was even assuming that the Cat’s knew for sure. It would have been nice to actually read the surviving books in his library though.
When Venice stepped back he gave a nod and a smile. “It will certainly be interesting to see what’s hidden behind it if we get it open.” He said. Erebus was quickly distracted by the ring when Venice held it up for him to see, first taking in how it looks and agreeing that it needed cleaning but was pretty otherwise, his own has needed to be cleaned even though it had been shut away in a box, and then paused when it registered just what hand and finger he had put the ring on. Needless to say he now resembled a tomato.
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2016 11:42 pm
“If we do - hope we do. Want to see...especially with someone.” Not because there could be anything behind it, good or bad, but because it was something shared together and relationship or not Erebus was his friend and he wanted to share things with him. They had been friends before anything else, and if somehow their relationship ever ended he hoped they would remain as friends - it meant a lot to him. It was still hard to figure out how an allie, someone he’d wanted to keep at his side to help him, had turned into a friend and more so quickly and easily...without him even realizing it till confronted with it. He wouldn’t change it at all though - never.
Later - later he would clean the ring and see just what it looked like when it wasn’t suffering from how many years worth of dirt, dust, and whatever else had accumulated on it’s surface. He doubted rubbing and polishing it against his vest would help either, it seemed in need of a bath in some sort of solution or something else. He knew they sold little containers of a gold cleaning solution he could get one of them and give it a try, and hope it worked and didn’t ruin his ring.
Watching the others face turn red he couldn’t help it when he laughed and leaned in to peck the others cheek. “Red - like lobster.” He said poking the cheek he’d just pressed his lips to. “Cute.”
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2016 11:43 pm
Erebus nodded in understanding. He would readily admit that it was always better to share an experience with someone rather than just on your own. It was even better when that someone or someones happened to be close to you in some way. “Then we shall have to do our best to make sure we manage it.” He said with a smile to Venice. It had been one of the reasons why he had brought the other to his own Wonder and had been so thrilled at the offer to come to the other Knights in return.
Of course getting called out on his blush and being called cute for it made his blush darken slightly. He brought his hand up to catch the hand poking him in the cheek and leaned over to give Venice a proper kiss on the lips in hopes of distracted them both from said blush. “You’re the cute one here.” He said, not meaning it in any mean way.
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