001 - First Bell [Action/Voice]

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[The feeling of grass beneath her was a bit startling, and she shot up into a seated position; had she been attacked on the way to Bau by archers? Did some some of illness overtake her while she was traveling? Once her head cleared enough for her to think properly, however, she realized that she was thankfully unharmed -- save for the dull ache between her large wings, which she then proceeded to spend several moments examining -- and then rambling over, as she talks to herself about the complete impossibility of having a feathered set of wings on her person that are entirely too small to be of use...]

[... After she spends some time mulling over the illogical details in her head, she finally rises and takes a step forward -- her toes nudge the journal, which leads to her bending over and picking it up carefully. Her fingers trace over its surface for a moment before she speaks.]

This is a weird turn of events, indeed...

[Tucking the small book beneath her arm, she begins to walk on ahead.]

[After a long while of walking, the residents of the town can see a dark-haired woman with two large appendages tucked behind her back. Her darkened eyes are looking straight ahead, though her ears seem to be twitching and moving, ever so faintly, as though trying to pinpoint noises.]

[Luceti, meet Anodrac. Clearly, she's unfamiliar with her surroundings, and a little bit nervous, to boot. Anyone want to be the one to welcome her?]

Comments

[all7seas]

Well perhaps you're of use, then. What use are you? Hm?

[anodracthedark.livejournal.com]

I haven't a clue, sir. Are you in need of a scholar? Because, outside of that, I haven't got many other talents to my name.

[Okay, that's not entirely true, but since this man doesn't seem to be an ambassador or a king, Anodrac doesn't feel much of a need to flaunt about her leadership status. (Not that it matters here, anyway.)]

[all7seas]

A scholar? Nah; I don't need one of them, lass. Is that all you've got to say for yourself?

[anodracthedark.livejournal.com]

...unfortunately, yes. I suppose I'm not very interesting. I can't even fly as far as I normally can. If, of course, my wings can still carry me at all.

[...because self-doubt is the perfect way to turn an attacker away from you. Smart move, Anodrac.]

I haven't bothered to try since I've come to.

[all7seas]

They can't. The wings, I mean. Can't do much. Anyone willin' to pay a ransom-price for you, then?

[anodracthedark.livejournal.com]

I guess I was right in assuming that the feathered wings wouldn't be of use to me. I suppose my natural pair won't be very useful here, either...

[She looks a little disheartened -- but then again, that could be from the fact that SOMEONE IS TRYING TO HOLD HER RANSOM.]

And, on the subject of ransoms... I'm afraid I haven't got much in the way of friends. And I believe I'm much too far away from my family.

[all7seas]

You, darling, might be the most useless New Feather what I've ever marauded. Look---you're probably wanting a drink about now, so I won't hold you. Next time you'll hopefully have some proper loot about you.

[anodracthedark.livejournal.com]

[She's not sure whether to be insulted or relieved. To call her "useless"... That's a bit of a blow to her pride.]

[...but, regardless, he's leaving her alone. Hopefully. So, before the good captain has time to change his mind, she's going to turn 'round again and walk away as fast as her awkwardly-balanced body can take her.]

[all7seas]

Oi! Where are you going to go?

[anodracthedark.livejournal.com]

[She pauses mid-stride. The man's got a point, blunt though he may be... Where was she going to go?]

...I don't know, truthfully. I was going to wander about until I found some place quiet to... rest, I suppose.

[all7seas]

Well that's a horrible idea. Wander about? How will that gain you anything like a quiet place to rest?

[anodracthedark.livejournal.com]

There is at least one place in this area that is rarely visited, yes? I just need... a place that is relatively undisturbed.

[all7seas]

Hmph. You won't escape any of their experiments like that, you know. They'll find you, eh? You might look in on an empty apartment, I suppose...

Dunno. I don't live in the village anymore, lass.

[anodracthedark.livejournal.com]

...an... apartment?

[You'd expect the fact that he mentioned EXPERIMENTS to weird her out. But... nope. The only thing she doesn't understand is... what an apartment is. Living in a cavern your whole life would do that, I guess.]

...and if you don't live here anymore... does that mean you have your own dwelling? Or are you a nomad?

[all7seas]

Pirate. I'm a pirate, love. Not a nomad or any sort of...right, I'm nomadish; I get about, I suppose, but for now I've got a...dwelling out by the lake. Not so bad. Better than an apartment, I suppose.

[anodracthedark.livejournal.com]

I see. ...then I suppose I could find a dwelling of my own, if I cannot acquire one of these "apartments" you speak of...

[She looks a little thoughtful now. Kinda like she's contemplating turning right around and living in the woods.]

[all7seas]

You're not contemplating turning right 'round and living in the woods, are you? For that would be a decidedly bad idea; not only for the dangerous wolves and things, but-----pirates. Not safe.

[anodracthedark.livejournal.com]

[Her expression changes into something a little more neutral now.]

For someone that was about ready to steal all I had earlier, you sure seem very... concerned.

[all7seas]

Oi! Not concerned, me!

...

Villainously! Villainously concerned. Don't want you with your no possessions and not-intrinsically-worth-anything-to-anyone-here-ness to interrupt my regularly scheduled marauding, now do I?

Building one or Building seven---those are a bit on the charted edge. Check in either place for a room of your own.

[anodracthedark.livejournal.com]

[...this marauder's a little bit on the weird side. First he says he's not concerned, then he is...?]

...you're a rather odd person. You know that, yes?

[After that, she smiles thankfully.]

But, out of villainous interests or not... I appreciate the help.

[all7seas]

Hmph. That weren't helping, darling. Not bloody Adell or Stahn, am I? Shoot myself in the neck before I'd let THAT happen.

That were SUGGESTING.

[anodracthedark.livejournal.com]

...don't you mean "wasn't" and "was"?

[Because correcting someone's grammar is the perfect thing to do, Instead of, you know... Finding those buildings he was talking about.]

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[all7seas]

[all7seas]

Now you've gone and corrected my grammar. I'm afraid I'll have to cut out your still-beating heart for that.

[He's kidding. It's a pirate joke.]

[anodracthedark.livejournal.com]

[...and of course it goes right over her head.]

I... beg your pardon?

[She's going to pretend she didn't hear that. At least until she knows he's not serious.]