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 Posted: Thu Nov 23, 2006 10:22 am
Lucrezia slipped carefully out of the big tent. It was the end of the second of her evening practices on the trapeze, and she was hungry. And somewhat sweaty and dishevelled. And probably not looking her best.
However, she was ever greatful to Aiden for allowing her to use the full trapeze to practice. Sure, the practice riggings and mats were fine, but they didn't have a large enough swing radius. The big tent was much better for her needs.
She sighed and began her walk down the midway, disdainfully breathing the smoggy, cold ngiht air of Gaia.
The sooner they left this world, the better, she decided.
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Posted: Thu Nov 23, 2006 10:26 am
One need not say that Hadrian was wandering, for that and practicing was all he seemed to do. And so he was wandering, not looking for any specific place or person or object.
And then he saw Lucrezia, far off in the distance. Sure, he was legally blind, but that was just cause to learn to read body language and memorize people's shapes.
He hurried his pace to see if she was in the mood for any kind of companionship...or not. Either way, he was bored, and human contact was welcome.
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Posted: Thu Nov 23, 2006 10:37 am
Even in the fading twilight, Lucrezia was able to recognize her... well, favorite was the wrong word... albino approaching. Better judgement said the proper thing to do was say hello. And so far this listening to better judgement thing had worked out pretty well.
"Bonsoir, Hadrian," she acknowledged as he came within conversational distance.
Who knew? Maybe she'd get a sandwhich out of it.
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Posted: Thu Nov 23, 2006 10:40 am
"...hi," Hadrian said after a moment, thrown by the use of a foreign language, "Sorry for...ah...running off on you last time. Overwhelming embarassment and whatnot." He caught up and spun, beginning to walk beside Lucrezia. His initial instinct was always to apologize, whether he had actually done something wrong or not.
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Posted: Thu Nov 23, 2006 10:51 am
"It's no problem," replied Lucrezia. To be honest, it was probably the same thing she would have done. She yawned, a little tired from practice.
"Ca va?" she asked, and then realized he probably wouldn't understand that. She made a more concious effort to not slip into french. "I mean, what's up?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 23, 2006 10:55 am
"Nothing," Hadrian shrugged, "Just...ah...wandering. You've been practicing, I assume?" He looked over her disheveled appearance and gave a kind of sympathetic smirk.
Being tired and beaten-down was never a fun thing.
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Posted: Thu Nov 23, 2006 11:08 am
"Yes," answered Lucrezia, smiling and adjusting the wraps on her hands. She'd need to wash them soon before they started to stink. "Trapeze," she explained, pointing to them.
"Aiden lets me use the one in the big tent."
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Posted: Thu Nov 23, 2006 11:13 am
Something about that statement made Hadrian's chest tweak. To him, she almost sounded like a bragging child, and immaturity was one of his greatest targets of loathing.
Regardless to his thoughts, though, he showed no outer signs save a momentary grimace.
"I see," he nodded, "Ah...hungry at all? I know I still owe you food."
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Posted: Thu Nov 23, 2006 12:42 pm
Lucrezia noticed the grimace and realized that the last statement, even if it hadn't been intended as such, could be taken as bragging. She decided not to bring it up, though. Instead, she nodded.
"Yes, I'm hungry. The food cart, then? Unless you know of somewhere else. I'm not familiar with this world, so I'm afraid I can't make suggestions."
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Posted: Thu Nov 23, 2006 5:34 pm
"Ah, born and raised here," Hadrian snorted, "Trust me. Food's better in the food tent." He continued on, hands shoved in his pockets.
"Where you from, then?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 23, 2006 5:53 pm
"That's the problem," Lucrezia laughed. "In respect to here, I don't know. But independently, it's a city called Rome in the Franciscan Empire. It's clean. And much warmer than Gaia."
She kept walking alongside him, shivering slightly in the cool night air.
"Food tent's up here on the left," she added. "That is, unless it's moved since earlier."
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Posted: Thu Nov 23, 2006 6:00 pm
"This place may be strange," Hadrian mused, "but I don't think it's quite reached that point." He found himself slowing as he turned the corner, though. Just in case.
"Ah! Here it is," he nodded, and then looked to Lucrezia. Had she shivered?
"You want my coat?" As he had said earlier, Hadrian had grown up in Gaia. He was used to absurdly cold weather in the fall.
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Posted: Thu Nov 23, 2006 7:51 pm
Lucrezia smiled and stepped inside the tent. It was warmer in it. Some sort of heating device somewhere, maybe? "Thanks for offering," she answered, "but I think I'll be fine now."
It smelled odd in the food tent tonight.
"I wonder what they're serving?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 6:10 am
Hadrian nodded, and then peered around. This tent had always made him feel kind of sick. He'd always had something about all those...mixed food-smells.
Ych.
"I haven't the slightest idea," he said then and shrugged, "but I'm sure you can find something worthwhile."
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 11:14 am
Lucrezia stepped cautiously towards the food line and surveyed its contents. Pasta, a weird meat-looking thing, and steamed vegetables. She sighed and took a plate, stepping into line behind a pair of conjoined twins.
"Well, I guess spaghetti and beans are kind of hard to mess up," she muttered to Hadrian as she helped herself to some. "However, the meat looks potentially deadly."
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