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| The Most Wonderful Time of the Year; GRP with Kemi | |
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| Topic Started: Sat Dec 10, 2011 2:26 am (422 Views) | |
| Shan Orison | Sat Dec 10, 2011 2:26 am Post #1 |
 
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Snow fell on the recovering Taras, temporarily making the entire city seem clean and bright. People bundled against the cold, moving quickly through the cold streets. Children were ignoring the cold to play in the snow, descending on the back alleys where the white crystals weren't immediately made into discolored slush, shifting it to slush on their own as they crafted snowmounds, snowwalls, snowmen, and snowballs. Still, things seemed to be cheery even for the must tightly bundled resident. People were hanging bright decorations on their houses. Shops were bustling with shoppers who walked out with packages covered in patterned paper. Many street entertainers have begun to dress in red coats with white trim, and Shan Orison, traveling bard, had joined the trend, though he didn't know what the trend was for. He knew he got more money when he wore his cheap crimson coat with white fabric sewn on the edges. He also earned more when he played songs he'd never heard before the songfall, strange ones about a red thief giving gifts and how this snowy winter season was the best and most cheery. He found many to be asinine at best, but money was money, and he was a performer who played what his audience wanted. It was heartening to hear people not only listen to him play, though, but sing along with varying success but high enthusiasm. A smiling couple dropped a respectable sum of pennies into his violin case as he finished another round of "Mr. Red Rogue, I'll Be Good" and wished him a happy Midwinter before strolling off arm in arm. "Happy Midwinter to you too," he replied, shifting to a slower song. All the activity around him seemed to center around Midwinter and this "Red Rogue" fellow. "And that makes no sense," he said to himself. "I mean, Midwinter can be fun, but I've never seen anyone make this much fuss over it. And who is this Rogue anyway?" |
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| Kemi | Sat Dec 10, 2011 3:00 am Post #2 |
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What an uplifting time of the year. Evals moved through the streets of the restored parts of Taras. It was even more lovely in that at least half, if not more of the city had been rebuilt. It was only time before it was in full working order and the city was entering it's prime again. Evals may have been missing from the surface for a long time, but she did spend a lot of time in her home city before she hid away underground. Now back to Taras for the Midwinter Festival. A good time to hide as any... A certain distraction came up when she heard music. It was one of the songs associated with the festival and being played quite well at that. Peaking around the corner to look at the person performing it, they were just finishing up and getting money from a couple. Ah, would you look who it was. Talking to himself, it was almost expected. Yet he didn't know who the Red Rogue was? How horrible of him to not know. Stepping up behind him, making a light crunch in the snow, the girl spoke up. "The Red Rogue is this man who started to give out presents to people a long time ago. Also taking stuff away from people that acted badly. He mostly operated with children but other people get stuff too. He is also said to somehow know if you're been good or bad all year, no matter what. And that's who the Red Rogue is." Evals explained to Shan with a near childlike enthusiasm. If he looked at her, there was also something else he would probably notice was off about her that other people would pay no mind to. The girl was dressed for the weather with winter clothing and a scarf. She even wore gloves over her metal gauntlets. Her face had colorization to it and her eyes had blue iris in them instead of being the normal empty white. Her hair was seemingly hand brushed and slightly less messy than it usually was. On top of everything she was breathing normally. She was a living child, hiding under a False Cure. |
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| Shan Orison | Sat Dec 10, 2011 4:31 am Post #3 |
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"The Red Rogue-" "Gahh!" Shan said, giving a manly one legged pose as his body attempted to take a defensive stance and run at the same time. Where had she come from?! "-is this man who started to give out presents to people a long time ago." The young undead known to Shan as Emily continued without missing a beat. "Also taking stuff away from people that acted badly. He mostly operated with children but other people get stuff too. He is also said to somehow know if you're been good or bad all year, no matter what. And that's who the Red Rogue is." Shan settled back into a standing posture as Emily wound down her speech. He hadn't been expecting to see her in Taras. Granted, he rarely expected to see her anywhere. "Thank you for the exposition, Emily," he said. "I'm guessing I was saying that aloud again?" Shan gazed back at the bustle going on about this reconstructed section of the Taras market. "It's just, um, I've never heard of this thief before. I guess he never visited where I grew up. And everyone seems to be working really hard for a simple nightlong vigil. I mean, that does require preparation, especially if you're doing a village wide party, but I'm just not understanding why so much..." Shan's good manners kept him from saying 'junk.' "...stuff is being purchased." Hey, Shan's second thoughts poked at him. Take another look at Emily. Shan did so, and realized that something very drastic was different about her. "Um, Emily?" he asked with aplomb. "You look...different today. Very, um, lively, even. Did...did you find a cure for zombie-ism?" |
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| Kemi | Sat Dec 10, 2011 5:06 am Post #4 |
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"You're welcome." She said with a small smile and walked around him to his violin case. She crouched down and shifted through the coins with one of her hands gently. After a while she picked up one of the more expensive silver coins from the case. "I'll just take this as my payment, okay?" She said happily, showing him the coin before pocketing it. Looking back up at the large crowds as Shan was talking about stuff being bought. "It's a time of giving gifts to your families, friends and loved ones. Of course a lot of people can be superficial and a lot of useless stuff can be bought. I guess you shouldn't pay too much mind to that." She commented while returning to a full standing position. Spinning around on her heel to face Shan, just in time for her to call her name. She responded with a 'Hm?' before he noticed that she wasn't Undead. "I had a full cure a long time ago. Yet this is a more temporary fix. Once I end the spell I will return to the way I truly am. But for now, I'm just a normal little girl, okay?" She explained trying to sound informative. |
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| Shan Orison | Sat Dec 10, 2011 3:21 pm Post #5 |
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"Oh," Shan said to Emily's additional information. "I guess things are different back home. I mean, there's some gift giving, but it's mostly staying up all night to make sure the sun rises. Usually that involves partying from dusk till dawn nowadays. Mistress Dogwood always complains about how it should be a solemn vigil, but she's always at the parties to huff about..." Shan trailed off as he recognized a ramble coming on. The news that Emily did have a permanent cure for her undead state was interesting, but Shan chose to let it slide. It seemed obvious to him she considered her mortal status to be more of a blessing than a curse, but it was a nugget of info worth tucking away for later. "Well, even without that silver coin, I seem have made enough for a meal or three," Shan said, stooping down to deposit his coin in a bottom compartment of the case and lovingly place his violin bow inside their velvet cradles. As he stood, he realized why this situation seemed so surreal. Here he was, in broad daylight, with Emily, and it seemed nothing untoward was happening. There were no bad guys, no cults, no chasing. Just Emily and himself standing in the snows of Taras. "Can you, um, eat like this then? We could go get something to eat together, assuming you don't have some other business here you need to get to. More exposition to give, for example." |
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| Kemi | Sat Dec 10, 2011 4:30 pm Post #6 |
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Evals shrugged lightly at the question. "It's more of that I have to. Can't say I eat much though, after barely doing it for a long, long time." She answered before wondering if she was even hungry. It was sometimes hard to tell. She supposed eating wouldn't be too bad for her and if she wasn't hungry after she got the food she would just give Shan his coin back. "I'm not busy, no. I'm just walking around, seeing what's around my new home." The girl looked around, trying to bring to memory what for food was evening around her. She was half living off of bread the past two days so nothing was really coming to mind. But more exposition... what more do you want to know?" She inquired, taking a moment to run a hand over her hair, pushing the snowflakes that weren't melting off. At least not she had body heat and a lot more of them were melting than they normally would. |
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| Shan Orison | Sat Dec 10, 2011 7:08 pm Post #7 |
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"Your new home?" Shan asked, his brain working through two thoughts in parallel as he wondered what Emily was doing like this in Taras and what they should get considering Emily probably hadn't eaten a great deal since being alive, even temporarily as she said, was an experience so old it might as well be new. They walked side by side down the street as the light faded. "So, um, you decided to get a house in Taras? I suppose I've never really asked where you spend your time when you aren't rescuing me." Or using us in some scheme, his Shadow growled. Shan ignored it. "Is there anything you're in the mood for? I know a soup stand we can get something warm from, or maybe a meat pie? Or maybe you want something sweet?" Shan rubbed the back of his head. He'd gone out with women before, but he wasn't quite certain how to proceed with a little girl. He figured it'd be best to treat her like one of his cousins. "Well, we can walk and if you see something you want to try, just let me know." |
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| Kemi | Sat Dec 10, 2011 8:02 pm Post #8 |
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Evals shook her head. "Mm-Mm. Not a house. I'm living with a bunch of other children in an orphanage around here. The St. Diana one." She said and stopped walking for a moment. Pointing in the direction that it was. While pausing her thoughts to think about what she did during her free time. She could tell him all about the Shadow Society, but could he handle it all? She wasn't really part of it anymore. "I... Don't really do anything nowadays." She said returning to walking along side him. Thoughts returned to what he asked. "I don't know..." She said thinking about what kind of food she would like. She honestly didn't know, only eating recently because she had to. She had come to realise how much of a chore sleeping and eating really was. As well as other unfun living activities. "I'll eat anything I guess. So don't worry about it." The girl shrugged, not wanting to make a decision. Almost feeling guilty if Shan bought her anything she just requested. |
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| Shan Orison | Sat Dec 10, 2011 9:17 pm Post #9 |
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"The St. Diana Orphanage?" Shan said. "Hey, I helped build that one with..." Shan stopped, remembering what the Angelic Diana had told him about her relationship with Emily. He felt it best to not mention her, even if she was back to her old vampire self and probably already plotting to get him again. "...some other volunteers," he finished lamely. "If you aren't really hungry, we could get some candy apples to nibble on." The markets of Taras were still in disrepair, but the old shopkeepers and a few new ones were setting up streetside stalls as they waited for a suitable building to be rebuilt. Shan walked them over to one that had a plump smiling lady there who happily gave them two warm apples on sticks covered in a chewy candy coating. Even though he didn't ask and they cost extra, she handed him one that had been rolled in chopped nuts at no extra charge "for your sweet little sister." Shan didn't bother to correct, and handed Emily the apple as he pocketed his change. "So, speaking as someone who got sore arms helping to build it, how is the orphanage holding up?" Shan said. "And, well, I have to wonder what made you stay there, of all places. I guess, well, that I'm just not quite getting why you decided to...Well, is it you're taking a vacation from being undead? Just bored? I can understand that, I guess, but, well, I'm just wondering." Shan took a bite from his apple and chewed. It wasn't his business, he knew, but his bardic nature prodded him to ask questions just in case there was a tale to be had. "I'll drop it, if you want." He stopped at another stall and paid for two cups of hot cocoa, one with whipped cream on top for Emily. "I mean, it really isn't any of my business. Is the apple okay?" |
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| Kemi | Sat Dec 10, 2011 9:52 pm Post #10 |
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Evals gave Shan an odd look when he cut himself off. During the pause the small girl pulled out a concealed weapon not belonging to her. A should be familiar looking dagger rested in her palm as she held it pointed upwards. Quite unsafely too as they walked. "Thinking of a Diana... I heard you know one I know. And I need to return this blade to it's owner sometime. And alright." The girl mentioned offhandedly after he said they could get candy apples. Also answering his question on that. She returned the dagger to it's concealed location. Evals smiled and thanked the lady for the extra treat when Shan got her a candied apple. After they walked away from there she thanked him as well. She was about to answer his question about the orphanage before she was cut off by him going on. And on. And on. At the questions she just looked at the ground trying to think of some way to answer all of his questions. Before he offered to drop it. "Yes, drop it please." She requested before trying the apple. Shan went and got them both something to drink. Hot chocolate, and gave her a little something extra too. "It's okay." She answered taking the hot cocoa from him. "You're too nice to me. You know that?" She said and taking note that the sun had set low enough to descend the market place into mostly shadows. Within a couple of minutes, something happened before Evals could respond to it. Added to the fact that her hands were full with what Shan had bought for her. A pick pocket, not being incredibly sneaky about it, had reached into one of her pockets grabbed something and started to run. "H-hey!" She turned to face the thief as fast as she could to see him dart around the corner. He was wear a red leather outfit. |
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| Shan Orison | Sat Dec 10, 2011 11:10 pm Post #11 |
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"Oh, um," Shan sweated slightly when Emily pointed out she knew about Diana. "Well, yes, Diana. She, well, actually helped build that orphanage. She was temporarily an angel after she put on a magic ring by accident. She and I met and decided to go to Taras to help out here. Then she got the ring off and, um, left....after completing the orphanage all on her own." Shan still wasn't certain what drew her to do that. Was it leftover magic from the Angel Ring affecting her, or a means for her to say to herself "Yes, I can be mean, but I can't be all bad since I built an orphanage." Shan might never be sure, but he doubted he'd run across Diana anytime soon if she was still afraid of Emily and knew that Emily knew about her run-ins with Shan. "Well, you have the knife back, so I'm guessing she gave it to you? She was a bit worried that you'd be mad. I mean Angel her. And I guess Vampire her, too." He wondered who the 'original owner' was, but chose to move the conversation along. Emily asked him to drop the subject of her motives. "Alright," Shan said. He itched with curiosity, but he would honor Emily's wishes. "You're too nice to me. You know that?" "Um, am I?" Shan said. He had to admit he had no idea why he would consider her a friend. Their relationship had been bizarre from the start, but from everything she'd done for him she obviously wasn't an enemy or an acquaintance, and Shan didn't have many more categories to stick people in, so she was a friend. "I'm not really sure how else I should act..." he said honestly when a red blur moved past them. "H-hey!" Emily shouted, feeling her pockets. "A pickpocket?" Shan said, running after the man. He didn't bother shouting something silly like "Stop, thief!" It wouldn't work on him, and there was no reason it would work on this man dressed up as the Red Rogue. He ran round the corner but the thief had too much of a head start and could prepare for each twist in this burned out city. Shan found himself falling behind. "Oh, no you don't," Shan said, calling his violin to his hand. In a nice flat stretch of alley, Shan began to play and gave a shout, sending a Blast through the air that stuck the thief, made him tumble, fall...and disappear. "What..." Shan said, rushing forward. He stopped just in time to avoid falling himself into a deep pit of what might have been a cellar before the building above it burned down. Far below, the red thief laid still, his limbs twisted in a way never intended by nature. Shan gulped. "Oh, no," he murmured, looking for a way down. He feared, though the thief was beyond helping. |
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| Kemi | Sat Dec 10, 2011 11:27 pm Post #12 |
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Evals was about to run to follow after Shan when he went to stop the thief. Deciding against spilling the drink or getting rid of it, she downed as much of it as she could. She coughed from how hot it was and she was pretty sure she burned her tongue. She got rid of the cup and ran after Shan, aiming to not drop the candy as she ran. Deciding on holding it in her mouth so nothing bad happened. Resisting a natural temptation to bit into it. Whipped cream from the hot cocoa on her nose. After chasing Shan for a while, she saw him blast the man with his violin. Following to where the man fell, she looked down into the cellar of a still ruined building. Well, the thief wasn't in good shape. "Serves him right." She said taking the candy apple out of her mouth. A black mist leaking out from the edges of her lips. If Shan gave her a look or questioned it, her only response was. "I burned my tongue." Her healing magic still taking effect. "Flight." She commanded to her boots as they lifted her off of the ground lightly before she flew into the pit. She landed on the ground next to the man gently. Ignoring his obvious pained looked and badly broken limbs, she checked both of his hands for what was stolen. Finding it in only a few moments, she looked at the medallion. A Taras Medallion. She stuck her tongue out at the thief as she pocketed her previously stolen item. |
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| Shan Orison | Sun Dec 11, 2011 3:57 pm Post #13 |
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Shan found a way down. It was a rickety ladder that shook with each step, so his going was slow as he tested to ensure it'd hold his weight. He managed to reach the bottom, where he turned up his speed to rush to the thief's side. Quickly, Shan assessed the damage. He's alive, thankfully, his healer said, making notes. And Emily seems satisfied with simply getting her things back, which is excellent news for his prognosis. Still, he's hurt badly, and you don't have the skills to help much beyond first aid. Probably best to take him to the guards, his common sense said. Especially the ones near Samantha. Then you get him heal and convicted of theft. Win win It was a good plan, except Shan couldn't lift the man on his own out of the pit, and they couldn't move him at all until they at least bound his broken limbs to prevent further damage. "Emily," Shan said, turning to the only other person he could ask for help with this. "Can you find some..." Shan's medical knowledge relied a great deal on the accident happening in rural country, since that's where he gathered it. He faltered as he tried to align his knowledge with city life. "Spare wood, straight pieces and some rope? We need to try to keep his broken bones from getting worse when we move him. If you could heal it now, even partially, that would help, but at least something to bind his legs and arm. Then we can get him to the guards. They can finish fixing him up." Shan honestly didn't know if Emily would agree or if Shan would simply have to help the thief on his own. He was never certain how things stood between the two of them, and Emily's own fickle mood could mean she simply kills the man where he laid. It might be the thief's best chance at life would be for Emily to do nothing, though Shan held out hope she'd help a little since Shan asked. And why would she care what a dog's barking at? his Shadow said in contempt. You're just a pet to her. It'd be best if you could keep that in mind. |
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| Kemi | Sun Dec 11, 2011 5:17 pm Post #14 |
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Evals looked around at the request for material. The cellar they were in was almost bare of anything besides rotting wood and snow. Plus three bodies, one out of commission. Doubting the rotting wood would help much, she turned back to Shan and shook her head. "No. But I can do this..." She said kneeling down in the snow next to the thief. She put her hands on his leg, ready to move them back into place and then start to heal him. Yet she stopped after a moment's hesitation. Taking her hands off of the thief, she shook her head again, this time dejectedly. "I can't. I shouldn't be using more magic than I need to. Sorry Shan." She said before getting back to her feat and looking down at the broken man. Unsure if the look in his eyes showed relief or worry about something. Evals crossed her arm in thought. "We could just leave him here." She commented. With some hesitation due to pain, the thief used his only non-broken arm to pulled his face mask off. "You can't do that." He said, attempting to sound stern with his demand. "Why not?" The girl responded mockingly. The man sighed, despite the pain that was most likely coursing through his entire body at the moment. "If you do, then Midwinter Festival is ruined for Taras." |
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| Shan Orison | Sun Dec 11, 2011 5:49 pm Post #15 |
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Shan stared at the thief for a good ten seconds before he spoke. "Yes, sir? You don't have to make things up. I'll help you, don't worry. I know a good healer who works with the guards, and I'll get you fixed up enough so, um, we'll try to get you out again." It was inconvenient that Emily couldn't use her magic to help, but he'd seen her run out before. It'd be best to conserve it until they needed it. "I could use the ladder for splints, and I have blankets I can tear up, but then I'm not sure how to get out again. Emily, if you could fly up and find someone to help, or at least find another ladder, maybe I can get him on my back and carry him up wait a minute how are you hearing this? "What?" the man asked, confused at the sudden shift in Shan's tone. "Don't act deaf now. You responded to us. You should be deaf after I hit you with that blast, which I should mention I'm very sorry for and...hm, well, how about some quid pro quo on that. I don't turn you into thievery and you don't mention this, though I guess if you do, I have a witness to say I was apprehending a thief." "And I suppose you want my silence on this if I want your help," the man grumbled. "No, you get that no matter what. Now, then, how are you still hearing me?" Shan dug through his bag, pulling out an old blanket that was about to be sacrificed to the greater good. "It ties into how you can't leave me here without ruining Midwinter," the man said, his face serious. "I'm shocked, really, from more than the pain, since you caught me. You see, I," he gave a dramatic pause, "...am the Red Rogue." There was another stretch of silence as Shan began cutting the blanket into strips. "Like I said, sir, you don't have to make things up. Emily, I think I can get him back out of here if you can get another ladder for me to climb. Can you climb out and find one? Please?" |
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