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Post by Bleuenn Bosser Wed Jun 02, 2021 11:26 pm

All eyes seemed to be on the establishment of a church to Fleuve'ir. 'Holy Newdale' is what the papers spouting on about tolerance and acceptance. To Bleuenn acceptance was something the half blood dreamed about her whole life. It's one of the driving reasons behind her goal towards becoming a Guardian Knight. Snapping the paper open as the lovely Mackemmian weather did it's best to cover and pull at her attempts at reading.

Walking over to the other side of the cart, Bleuenn placed ice over where her feet would land to stop her legs from sinking into the inches of snow that covered the town. Dusting the snow off one of the many massive logs that were tied onto the cart before she would lean against it to continue her reading. Getting back to her spot, she thought about how heavy the resistance would be as shipment after shipment coming from Mackemm had been destroyed or lost. She knew that many disagreed with the construction of the church, but was surprised that they were able to completely cut off all trade going out of mackemm. The Church and Engloria must be spread thin trying to defend every trade route going to Newdale. If they are having issues dealing with whoever is stopping lumber from Mackemm how am I going to stop such a large opposition.

Freezing the paper, Bleueen would shatter it so as to not litter. Whatever force she may be up against she is not going to allow them to destroy this shipment as this was her ticket to getting her name out. If she could be the one to lead a shipment to Newdale when everyone else had failed they'd have to recognize her. Moving to the front of the cart Bleuenn waited for it's departure not bothered by the freezing winds as the young witch looked out for any would be scouts or saboteurs.

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Post by Daiko Fri Jun 04, 2021 6:04 pm

The church of Holy Newdale smelled quite a lot like the church of Illumin back in Fiore. Churches were pretty chill and quiet inside, he had visited one like three times in his life, but it felt much more influential through this paper. Humans were to be allowed their right to practice their faith in Newdale, located in the Outer Realm quite close to Engloria, and Daiko really didn’t mind churches; he had nothing personal against them, and the notion of them reminded him of an old friend…

But he was set on going to Mackemm right now. Thanks to Kura’s advice, he had gotten used to Vyldermirean atmosphere and awakened some new type of Magic involving poisonous gases and droplets – while frustrating to work with, it would give him a fighting chance against any who were planning to prevent the church from being built. Maybe it would earn him some coin, too… he was slowly upping this new currency called Vyldergold. If he could just, somehow, transform his currency of Jewels into Vyldergold, then he would have been set…







Okay, the forest wasn’t as wild as Hoptus, but he began to notice the cold that embraced his form. Instinctively, he rubbed his shoulders with his hands and also stroked Coda’s plumage all over to gather warmth, sliiiiiiiiiiightly annoying the raptor in the meantime. “W-What’s with this cold… it was alright a moment ago?!” he groaned as he hissed and breathed on his hands… forgetting that he wasn’t a Fire Mage anymore-

“Aaaaaaaargh! I should’ve taken a bigger jacket! What even is this!?” he complained, noticing the inches of snow climbing up on his feet. Coda was having a sickened look on her face, not having grown her winter plumage out in time for all of this. She tightly held onto Daiko’s shoulder with her talons as he finally reached the entrance to the town called Mackemm on the map he obtained.

Mackemm… w-wait, Mackemm? It was spelled with two m’s! How did that work, then? Was it pronounced ‘Mackem-m-m’ or ‘Mackemem’… mmm

“Mack-… M-Mackem… Mackemmm… mmm- WAH!” he yelped out loud while trying to read out the name from the paper as he slipped on an extremely smooth surface, flipping back and landing on his bum right in the snow. Hey, at least he made it to one of the carts… and it was still in one piece.

Coda merely leapt off of his shoulder mid-fall and perched on the log right next to the short, peculiarly pale woman who wasn’t phased by the snowy climate visually… at all. Coda’s curiosity went straight to her petite beauty, first and foremost, and didn’t question the mechanics behind her apparent resilience.

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Post by wes Fri Jun 04, 2021 7:05 pm

all these little lies
and most of them are mine
my words are coated in honey and wine
“I’d kill for a smoke right about now.”

Spoken to no one yet with all intention of being heard, the words came out a muffled sound between his hands. The gloves he wore, although thicker than his usual set and obviously made for a colder climate, did little to provide any sort of warmth. Small snowflakes piled at his hat and fur-trimmed coat, the specks falling from their neat mounds as he struggled to trudge through the deeper ends of the snow. Now he understood why the guys back home had complained about the job. Not only did some of them have their religious gripes, but others also just couldn’t muster the care to travel to such a cold region. Still, the opportunity had been golden. And he wasn’t about to let disputes over religious superiority get in the way – much less so after a certain little angel had joined their ranks.

Thus, Wes found himself picking and choosing those willing to assist Mackemm in chopping and setting up the logs for shipment. He had dragged Kiigan along with him and, due to a less-than-ordinary circumstance, a certain mint-haired thief. So all that was delegated to the mafia boss himself and his company was to give face and transport the cargo. An easy enough task…

…If only Wes wasn’t freezing his ass off.

He rubbed his hands together as the group approached the log shipment. All throughout the journey he had found himself walking closer and closer to Kiigan, finding some sort of apparent warmth in the larger man. Still, the shivers came and went like they were nothing.

“Can’t believe I forgot them– You two got any?” he continued his earlier statement. Desperate blue eyes searched Kiigan for answers before addressing the woman besides him. However, at the site of her did they narrow as he delivered an accusing glare.

“You know, that aren’t stolen by any chance?”
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Post by Emi Kazama Sat Jun 05, 2021 1:44 am




 

joker's always wild


but I just can't smile without you




Alright! This was her moment! Time to prove herself!

As good-natured as she was, Emi didn't hold any sentiment for religion. If someone believed in something, she respected them for it, to be sure, but the arcane trickster rogue wasn't the type to go on some religious crusade for or against a religion. She was on her own for 5 years. Religion didn't help her feel better from hunger; getting up and using her powers did, as did running the hell away afterwards. Emi wasn't without beliefs though; she believed in one thing and that was doing what it takes to survive and being successful, without harming innocent people, of course.  Still, if a certain handsome-looking criminal that she happened to steal from gave her the opportunity to pay him back by working for him, then Emi was all set to prove herself that she was the girl for the job! Emi hadn't told the authorities about what she had discovered either. Keeping Wes' criminal activity a secret and playing along with the little act of the bakery was all too easy for Emi; it was almost second nature. All the circus performances might've had something to do with that, and probably also the fact that she wasn't exactly on the legal side of things herself. Unfortunately, she was not wearing a costume, or her regular orange and green outfit for that matter. For these extreme cold temperatures, she was tromping through the snow in her black boots, wearing an oversized ill-fitting greenish-gray coat, two scarves on top of each other, and a striped knitted hat atop of her orange bandana that she wore over her mint green hair.  All stolen previously before this venture, of course, but that was another story to tell.

"...Ff-ffff...!" Emi was all set on proving just how resilient she was in the snow to the tough criminal men she hung out with, but while she was blowing into her leather gloves in hopes of warming it up enough to warm her face, eyeing those two handsome distractions (and possibly licking her dry lips in the process) caused her to hold her gloved hands too close to her face, allowing the metal from her brass knuckles that looped around her fingers on top of her gloves to stick onto her lower lip with a cold sting. "...kkkk!...aheheh!"  Emi flinched at the minor pain before she emitted a giggle that emitted a cold smoky breath, wiggling her lower lip around by lightly shaking her hand and finding it absolutely hilarious. Then she quickly exhaled a warm breath, which allowed her to unstick the metal onto her lip. Given that she had never spent time in cold temperatures, as the tight-wearing circus probably avoided this place like the plague and she purposely moved to warmer temperatures during the winter, Emi had never seen this effect of cold metal on skin before. Good to know!  
A reminiscent smile curved across her lips upon hearing Wes mutter his desperation about wanting a smoke. The way he talked was so cute, but even more so was that the smell of smoke kind of reminded her of "home" in a weird way. She couldn't place why, but she figured it had something to do with the fire and gunpowder that they used in performances at the circus. Either way, the comment made her thoughts return to the circus instead of the cold, and if only for a fleeting moment, she felt warm.  

“Can’t believe I forgot them– You two got any?”

Dark green eyes glimpsed over at the taller guy named Kiigan with a smirk playing along her lips. Let the record show that Emi did give the handsome blue-haired hot head a few seconds worth of answering.  

“You know, that aren’t stolen by any chance?”

Emi covered her lips with her finger tips to stifle a giggle at the adorable blue-eyed glare that Wes gave her in that moment as he accused her of stealing, much like she did to his "baked" goods. It was funny because it was true to her nature! She might not be interested in smoking, but she would steal cigarettes just to watch him look for some. Still, that glare only sparked the mischievous smile to grow more. "Hmm...!" Emi thought loudly with a gloved finger placed on her lip in mock thought. "Let's see.. nothing up my sleeves.." She slid up the sleeves of her over sized jacket to see if there was anything there, then smiled as she checked her coat pockets. "Better check my pockets!" In an instant, Emi comically began to pull out various objects from her small coat pockets. "Smoke bomb, smoke signal, smoke detector... smoked salmon?" She blinked at it in her hands in bewilderment with a smile of amusement, then placed it back in her small pockets and allowing it to disappear from her hands into hammerspace. Then, she began to feign pondering some more. "Hmm.. we'll need someone smoking hot for this to work.." Emi narrowed her eyebrows and bit her lower lip to stifle a giggle as she turned her attention over to Kiigan and instantly jumped, with a hand placed on his shoulder balance herself up as she used the other hand to apparently pull something out of his ear with her hammerspace spell. "AHA!" Emi exclaimed as dropped back down and glanced at it, "Aw.. it's just a smoking tobacco pipe," A sigh escaped her lips as she waved the tobacco smoke pipe in her hands, knowing that Wes was looking for a cigarette, "Looks like another pipe dream..oh well.. close, but no cigar! Hahahahaha!" Emi delivered the punchline before bursting into laughter at her own comical joke, causing smoky breaths being exhaled by the cold. She could have used her powers of laughter to make them laugh as part of the laughing in her audience, but she was trying to prove herself in order to be accepted as part of the team, so she wasn't going to do it just yet. Not when they only just started! Of course, that could all change depending on whether they were going to take their anger on her. They could always smile more.





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Post by Kiigan Thu Jun 10, 2021 5:35 pm

Trudging along with the weird green-haired girl and his boss, Kiigan seemed especially frowny and unreadable today. He was never especially bright and sparkly, but he seemed a bit lost in his thoughts, so much so that he hadn't noticed just how close the red-head was walking to him. This whole church business had him a little confused. As a Gaiyan, their faith spreading even into the darker regions was something to celebrate, as was more churches in general, but he wasn't sure what good such a thing would do amongst all the Eldritch. There was also the fact that he was terrified of turning into an Eldritch, yet he continued to walk that fine line and hoped his prayers would be enough to keep him clean.

Either way, he wasn't here with an official stance on the church business. It hadn't been mentioned once, so he seemed neutral. He was here because Wes made him come.

Unlike his two companions, Kiigan was dressed in only a white T-shirt, jeans, and brown boots. The cold didn't bother him in the least, and any snow that landed on his hair or flesh promptly melted and dried. So basically he was a walking fireplace without the smoke and fire.

Wes asked him a question, but he hadn't quite caught it. There was a bit of an auditory delay, and by the time he realized he had asked for cigarettes, Minty Head was chattering. There was something annoying about this chick. It always took him time to warm up to new people anyway, but this one was weird. Every time he looked at her, he was squinting. Just, the laughing...and the terrible jokes. Did she think people would laugh at those? His red eyes watched as she pulled crap out of the pockets of her ugly coat, balking at the smoked salmon. "How long was that...in there...?" he muttered, then turned away to ignore her. Don't indulge her. She'll take it as encouragement, like a stray animal. But then... she was there... pulling... a pipe out of his ear?? He flinched away, wide eyes staring between her and the item. "Witchcraft?" he asked, taking a couple of sideways steps to put some more distance between them. He wasn't sure if you could catch Eldritchism, but he wasn't taking any chances.

Still disgusted and definitely not laughing, not that he ever really laughed in any way that was nice, Kiigan patted his back pocket and produced a pack of cigarettes. Yes, his boss had gotten him hooked. Not only had he more or less defeated the smoke sticks, but he craved them. One sounded good right about now. Placing one between his lips, he then tapped one out and offered it to Wes while his free hand produced a flame on the tip of his finger to light his own and take a drawl.

Kiigan was never so pleased to see a cart of lumber and two more strangers in his life.

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Post by Bleuenn Bosser Thu Jun 10, 2021 7:07 pm

Bleuenn was beginning to grow impatient while waiting for the driver to prepare. While nothing seemed suspicious or out of the ordinary, the young witch’s ears perked up upon hearing the complaints of a younger man. The voice grew loud and loud until its owner slid right in front of her. As the man fell on his backside, Bleuenn took note of the bird that had preached on the log next to her.

The bird in question was a marvelous creature the likes Bleuenn had never seen or heard of before. However, by its trembling it was clear to the young witch that it was not meant for the cold. Holding her hands up as she turned to the bird. “Hello there I mean you no harm, but I can help you stave off the cold liken to my own resistance”. Cocking its head but showing no signs of anger or fear gave Bleuenn the impression that she understood and accepted her help. Slowly moving her hand to the bird’s plumage, upon contact thin ice would spread along the multicolored bird becoming transparent as it completely formed. Moving back with a smile as the bird chirped and flapped its wings in thanks as the cold no longer affected it. With a giggle Bleuenn smiled, “You very much welcome, but since we'll be working together it is only natural to help an ally”.

Turning to it’s downed owner though by the bronze of his skin he looked no better suited for the cold than his feathered friend. Offering a hand to the downed, down filled falconer. “Apologies for helping your friend without asking first, but I could not stand by and see him suffering”. Hearing a chirp, Bleuenn glanced as the bird flapped its wings at her. “My mistake, her”.

Whether or not the man accepted her help or not the young witch would look at the man inquisitively. “Excuse my bluntness, but I've never seen such as ceatu… beautiful lady such as your friend here. Perhaps it is my lack of knowledge, but both of you seemed to be far out of your element, where do you hail from and what business do you have with myself and this shipment”. Trying her best to remain polite, but even if the man seemed harmless she could not let herself lower her guard for anyone.

Though as she conversed with the man, three others appeared shortly after. Two she recognized as Wesley the Baker and his green haired companion that was with him at the ball still as chipper as ever as she joked at both Wesley and the other man’s expense. Trying her best to not make it seem as if she was ignoring the man she was speaking to, but the young witch was concerned about the odd connection Wesley and the Blue haired man shared. It could be nothing as his other employee had the similar connection, but why is it so sinister? Bleuenn hoped the three were fully committed to the delivery of the lumber as the fire magic warming the blue haired individual would be difficult for Bleuenn to handle.

Moments later a woman in a white and lapis veil with matching winter clothing bearing the seal of the church exited the nearby building just as the driver had finished. While much of her body was covered, she was rather young for a nun, very likely a novitiate or just took on her vows. Moving between the two groups the woman would clasp her hands together and make a wave motion to the groups. “May Fleuve’ir’s flow be bountiful and calm to you”. Flashing the group a smile her blue eyes would set upon the two younger members first.

Focusing on Bleuenn the woman would beam as she waved her hand over the young witch to bless her. “I see we have one of Tuer’dur’s children among us. It is a blessing that one with such a command over the unforgiving elements is here to assure our safety; a rare act of mercy from him. I am Sister Amélie though Amélie is just fine”. Unsure what a Tuer’dur even was, Bleuenn simply smiled, “Pleased to meet you Sister, I am Bleuenn Bosser”. The Sister's grin grew even wider as she nodded.

Expelling a cry of excitement as her eyes fell upon Coda. “Now who is this elegant creature”? Fawning over the bird she glanced at Daiko as she held out her hand to request permission from Coda’s owner if she could pet his bird. “Sure a majestic bird I'm sure your eyes will no doubt reveal all threats that may attempt harm on us”. After the Sister had finished fawning over Coda she would approach Daiko blessing him in the same manner. “You may already know as I spoke to your companion, but allow me to introduce myself properly. Sister Amélie may I have the name of the dashing young man who will be protecting myself and it’s cargo”?

Blowing into his hands the Inu driver shook his head as he watched the Sister make her way over to the other three. Setting her sights on the gleeful mint haired woman first Amélie blessed the young woman just like the others as she spoke. “Jubilance will no doubt warm us from the cold of the element and bolster our spirits against the ruthlessness of the ones who wish to halt our goals. I am Sister Amélie and let me be the first to thank you for keeping our spirits high”. Peering at the two men, the sister seemed unimpressed by their smoking, but held back her distaste as they were assisting in the defense of the lumber. “It’s good to see two strong looking men here as well as we will need an unwavering front line to protect us”. Walking over to the two she would bless them just like the others. “May Fleuve'ir protect you, as you two may very well be on the receiving end of the majority of the danger. However, I hope the three of you can become closer and work together with your younger compatriots”.

After she introduced herself, Amélie climbed on top of the cart to overlook the group. “As you already no doubt know, you have been tasked with the protection of this lumber. However, while I'd like to say that everything will go fine, that is far from the truth. The Church has lost many shipments already and the enemy appears to have plenty of weaponry and knowledge of the area. While I do not wish to see anyone come to harm over lumber. I am sorry to say that this will be the last shipment Mackemm can spare without future damage to its future prosperity”. Bowing her head Amélie mumbled to herself conflicted with her duty and the safety of others. “Even though I am in charge I have no experience in the matters of war, and while I would not like to see the construction of the church halted I do not wish for you to die for it”.

Death is our friend and foe in this task”. Speaking up, Bleuenn looked at Amélie plainly. “All of us here are well aware that we could die on this trip. As adventures we face death on a daily basis, it’s something we accept and understand. All I can promise is that I will give my all to see this shipment to its destination”. Walking ahead she would look back at the Driver to tell him to move on.

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Post by Daiko Sun Jun 13, 2021 11:24 am

H-Huh, Coda was taken aback by the warning ‘I mean you no harm’, usually not the first thing she would hear from strangers who admired her birdy birdiness. Once the porcelain figurine offered to rid the raptor of the cold air hanging by her wings, however, Coda brightened up and chirped in approval, wanting nothing more than to collect some warmth against this weather. As she cocked her head, she would then notice the thin film of… ice… that donned her plumage like a thin layer of chainmail or bodysuit. Despite it being clearly ice, it wasn’t cold at all… and it helped! Coda couldn’t have been more overjoyed, flapping her wings in excitement!

“Darn, Coda, you’re way too good at making friends…” Daiko groaned through the little headache that formed on the back of his skull from the fall. He eagerly accepted the offered hand, not seeing any ulterior motives behind those genuine eyes of hers – chalk it up to his naivety, but she seemed like she could be trusted and reasoned with, unlike many inhabitants around the western part of the Common Realm. Besides, any friend of Coda was a friend of his…

“Y-Yeah, that… woah, Coda looks all tidied up! Thanks a lot, whatever your name is!” he thanked her with sparkles glistening from his eye sockets, “It looks like a thin armor piece or something… you can still flap and fly, right, Coda?”

The bird responded by levitating herself upwards with her wings for a brief moment, then landing back on the log once more. She could still fly, and thus scout… good, good. Nice.

The generous helper and newly acquainted friend of Coda and Daiko with a name still left unknown appeared as inquired and curious about the pair as a few others who met them on their way to Mackemm. She even asked what they were doing here, appearing ‘out of your element’ as she put it… wait… was she catching on to their status as Otherworlders? Maybe he should just confirm it for h-

*FLASHBAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK*

"Um, M-maybe don't mention the um... you know.... Otherworlder part. Just cause, well, Mireans don't often trust Otherworlders. So you might get more help if you omit that information."

*END FLASHBAAAAAAAAAAACK*

“… I-I, uh, me and Coda caught news of a new church being built in Newdale, as you might already know… since you’re here, too,” he mustered up, recollecting himself before continuing, “I don’t really… know much about it, but it sounds very nice. Churches are calm, quiet places, and you can always visit one and be left in silence and peace… t-to think things over, if you ever wanna get a grip of things… in yourself, and all…”

Truly spoken from experience. Daiko had visited a church exactly twice, and each visit brought him a revelation about himself; mainly about how his oldest [s]human[/s] friend was, in a way, cursed with inconvenient amnesia, and how sad he truly was for the loss of his guild. Even if he wasn’t the most religious guy around, he admitted that the peace and quiet that a church prioritized in keeping inside its walls was necessary… for some people, it could be a bolt that kept them piked to a sense of balance and spirituality.

Arrrrggghhhh, this was ruining his mood so much! He almost forgot the cold stinging his skin!

“I’m just a simple bird guy, along with my birdy bird pal and partner in crime- n-not that kind of criminal crime, but as in the- y-you know… you know what I mean, p in crime! Her name’s Coda… … … C-Coda? You still there, girl?” he spoke, snapping his fingers twice in front of the infatuated creature, “… D-Don’t mind her, she just really likes you. She prolly thinks you’re her heroine, destined to slay the beast that is frostbite and save her chained soul from… uh, something.”

*Sniff*

Unlike the jade-haired girl, Daiko didn’t recognize the group of three walking towards the wagon. Therefore, his exchange of reaction was switching focus between the jade-haired girl and the… other jade-haired girl along the sapphire-haired smoker and amber-haired dude with a very stylish hat… wait…

How the heck? The second guy with the blue ponytail – yes, you – wasn’t even wearing a jacket! Had he gone mad?!!?!?!?!?!?

He was about to comment on it, his mouth gaping open in shock, but they were now a group of five, and a sixth person entered – one draped in a veil of white and lapis with a seal akin to the one on the newspaper regarding the church being built. She blessed them with Fleuve’ir’s favor upon greeting them and appeared to have been a clear member of the church, although not exactly a typical elder… she was too young to be anything like an arch-priestess or close to that. She also addressed the porcelain girl as one of Tuer’dur’s children, which was a new term for the Fire- sorry, Poison Mage. It cast a little light on the girl with the round hat and some connection to the forces of ice and cold vapor.

Heeeeeeeey, even the priestess was fawning all over Coda! Coda was just the most buttered up lady magnet out there, wasn’t she? He nodded in approval of her petting the raptor before answering: “That’s Coda, my trusty birdy bird! True, she’ll spot anything within range; no mouse will sneak by without her knowing…!” he bragged of her talents. He crossed his arms in pride before greeting and presenting himself: “And the name’s Daiko. At your service!”

The Sister was grateful for everyone’s aid as she greeted the group of three that had joined last – causing a snicker-cough of pain emerging from Daiko’s mouth as he wasn’t even accounted among the ‘strong looking men here’… ouch.

The Sister made things clear that, due to the growing opposition of the building of the church, this wouldn’t be any cozy ride towards Newdale. They were to face ambushes and the likes on their way… if this was occurring a few weeks ago, then Daiko would’ve peed himself. Arriving in this world with a fucked up mana that bugged his Magic beyond repair made him feel naked and empty, as if all his years of growth, training and improvement had just been erased… so fucking unfair, really.

But thanks to Kura and the help of her companions, he didn’t immediately die upon arriving here. He survived, he gained a new type of Magic, and he began training again. Now, he was once again a Spellcaster, and corrosive Poison was his weapon! He could definitely kill a person with it, now…

Therefore, despite the gloominess of it, he sort of understood Bleuenn’s statement… she reminded him of someone with long, raven hair and… and… like, ten sizes larger boobs.

“Hue~?”

S-Shut up, imaginary Guild Mistress! It’s not that funny! He was trying to focus, urrghh…

“… Hmh, Coda, you’re up then. Be our eyes, and warn me of suspicious approach,” he commanded his birdy companion before nodding up to lead her wings up in the air, where she would conquer the winds and fly around the wagon before finding a good height above them where she would be out of range for simple archery and the like while being able to spot sneaky bastards lurking in moving shrubbery.

He was read-

*CHIIIIRP!*

“Shit, there’s a group hiding ahead of us…” he warned everyone, “They’re about… *looks up at circulating Coda* 300 meters, I think.” Upon glaring more at Coda’s line of flight, he noticed the figure her track would form… it looked like a triangle, but one of the lines was arced out, and she drew a line going through the middle and straight down.

“… And they’re carrying axes. We could go around the road, doesn’t seem to be that long, but…” Yeah, the thick shrubbery made itself quite an annoyance; an idea was to simply go around the spotted group of ambushers, but there was no convenient road to do that. Think, think, think…

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Post by wes Mon Jun 14, 2021 8:09 pm

all these little lies
and most of them are mine
my words are coated in honey and wine
His eyes only narrowed more as the mint-haired thief stifled a giggle under his scrutiny. It bothered him, to say the least, how relaxed she was with this whole set up. For someone who had been threatened the way she as, you would think she would stop throwing caution to the wind. Yet there seemed to not be a care in the world as she laughed the day away. What was so damn funny, anyways? Her life was on the line and all she did was ogle Kiigan and laugh like some schoolgirl. And Kiigan was a whole other story by itself. Completely oblivious to her staring the angel had been mostly quiet the entire trip... well, nothing unexpected there. It was a miracle if he ever spoke more than two sentences at a time. Though Wes had to admit he much preferred that to the onslaught of jokes and gags that accompanied them.

Emi’s smile grew, and he already knew what was coming. He had experienced that playful grin quite a few times already but back then he at least had the decency of being drunk.

Here we go again.

Wes pinched his temples in annoyance and sighed, but as she began to produce numerous objects his mouth fell open slightly – especially when she removed an entire fish from within her pockets. At least the act had been enough to catch Kiigan’s attention, who (more or less) read Wes’s mind as to the impossibility of keeping an entire salmon in one’s pockets. Was she… saving that for later? By the looks of her ragged outfit and the fact that they had caught her stealing, that was one possibility Wes was willing to believe. Ew. Wherever she was getting this stuff from probably stank.

When she pulled out the pipe and delivered her punchline Wes practically groaned, though it was cut short by Kiigan taking a few steps away and bumping into the red head thus giving him more cause to stick close to the tall man once he momentarily felt how warm he actually was through his clothes. No wonder he was barely wearing anything. His thought process was halted, however, when Kiigan produced a pack of smokes. An audible gasp escaped Wes, almost as if someone had proposed to the man right then and there.

A little piece of heaven. Finally. If he had to go without a smoke any longer he’d probably lose it.

Upon placing the cigarette on his lips, he remembered he didn’t even have matches. So much like an angry, expectant child, Wes looked up at Kiigan. He reached for the man’s wrist and gently brought down his hand to light his own cigarette before nonchalantly letting go. He took a drag, letting the smoke flow from his nostrils as he spoke. Kiigan might’ve just earned himself the title of honorary member.

“Don’t worry, big guy, I won’t let her put you in her pockets,” he patted the angel man on the back as he had noticed his distress. He was already feeling part of the irritation dissipate at having the little lifeline between his fingers. “Anyways, yeah, just how just how did you… do all that?” Wes added to Kiigan’s question, gesturing the cigarette in Emi’s direction. But before he could listen to her answer his attention was drawn elsewhere. What he assumed was a priestess made her way towards the group with a smile. He reciprocated the expression, giving her a nod in response as she made her way towards… Bleu…? And some other guy and bird he had never seen in his life.

Well, this was bound to be an interesting experience. He still hadn’t forgotten what had happened to his hand at Predigio. He listened in, eyes sizing up the boy who called himself Daiko. He seemed like a nice enough type. Wes gave him a nod in greeting as well once the boy had looked over at them. He’d make sure to introduce himself later if given the chance.

The priestess made her way to Emi after having conversed with the other two, giving her a blessing with something about jubilance. Wes snickered and nudged Kiigan with his elbow, “Hear that? Jubilance. Think she’s gonna have us laughing to death?” he half-whispered at Kiigan besides him, loud enough for him to hear and possibly Emi as well. Considering the look the white-clad woman gave the two men afterward, it was assumed she overheard the remark. Though it could have possibly been due to their smoking. Who knew? Priests tended to not enjoy much of life’s greater pleasures.

Regardless, Wes offered her another pleasant smile as she spoke to the two of them very much masking the lingering annoyance that permeated him. He pressed a hand to his chest as a form of respect, the other which held the cigarette placed firmly at his back as to not let the smoke reach her, “Thank you, Sister Amélie, we’ll try our best to protect everyone so best not to worry. We’re a sizeable group, after all.” He allowed her to continue, offering his hand and helping her make her way towards the top of the cart as she conversed with Bleu. He stuck near the woman’s side, somewhat regretting leaving the walking furnace behind.

Well, that was sort of depressing. Bleu might’ve been right but did the priestess really need to hear it like that?

Upon being notified of the danger he spoke up, “Don’t think your birdy can tell us how many? A few guys with axes shouldn’t be too bad to handle, especially if one of us is very clearly in their element,” he looked at Bleu. If the accident at the bakery had been any indicator and his assumptions correct, the young eldritch could probably serve a good line of defense in case anyone came near. “My money’s on following the road. It’s familiar and it wouldn’t be too much of a strain on the cart so we could at least maneuver around.”

And it went to say that Coda was a great advantage to have, but he opted to stop himself there and allow the others to pitch in. He didn’t care whatever route the group decided to take. He’d roll with it, regardless.
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