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Hangin'. Doin' our things.

Aug 04, 2009 13:35

Who: Nazarene, River Royal, Niko, Mikney, Tamber and Lhoral ETA: and Kale, Markon, and Zosima
What: NPCin' about.
Where: Various places around the city.
When: Tuesday, all day
Notes: This is an opportunity for open NPC interaction! Just make sure that which one you're tagging is clear.

( Look at all these people. )

npc: river royal, npc: tamber, npc: mikney, demyx, tails, !open npc post, cassandra of troy, mars, npc: niko, npc: kale, npc: markon, npc: zosima, jacob hood, npc: lhoral, ianto jones, gob bluth, npc: nazarene, cho takahashi

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Who: Markon --- When: after she sees Niko tenuefarfalla August 5 2009, 02:34:18 UTC

Talking with Niko had been, well... it had been what it had been. Sorcery. She was going to have to get over the shock soon or she'd spend all her time here imitating a trout. Cho was headed back to her building - she couldn't quite bring herself to call it home, and she had no idea what other name to give it, so it was just "her building" in her mind now. She was almost there when she realized that she had nothing to do inside, which was the reason she'd gone searching in the first place. Well, Markon was not in the direction she'd just come from, so she walked past the door in and onto another walkway, scanning both the walkways and the ground below, looking for her... what, exactly? He wasn't really a friend, was he? The guy who'd almost killed her? No, she couldn't call him that, either, and she rather suspected that it was less than fair. Well, she supposed that, whatever else he was, he was a person. So she headed off in search of her person.

Re: Who: Markon --- When: after she sees Niko rowan_narrators August 5 2009, 03:26:38 UTC

After they finished repairing the last building crammed into the stretch they'd been working on, the Captain who'd been organizing them announced a break just long enough to grab a drink or a few throws of Omsis.

Markon didn't particularly want a break, but he was outvoted. If he didn't have something to do, a dwarf foreman shouting for him to move that beam there, or an officer telling him to build a brace for this, he'd start thinking about Marekh, and how there ought to be another pairs of hands there, working next to his own.

Markon found a grassy patch of ground that didn't look too in the way of anyone, and laid down, staring up at the sky. They'd had a good run of it, really.

tenuefarfalla August 5 2009, 03:36:45 UTC

Cho was now on the other side of the city center completely, and kind of starting to lose hope, when she spotted him, completely by accident, staring up at the sky from a little island of scrub in all the dirt. She thought about calling out to him, but didn't really want to give him a chance to get away, and she also didn't want the attention, so she just made her way over there as quickly as she could and, after a flicker of uncertain hesitation, laid down on the ground a few feet from him. "That one looks sort of like Japan," she said after a few moments, pointing up at a cloud. "That's the country where I was born."

rowan_narrators August 5 2009, 08:14:03 UTC

He'd heard General Royal's announcement about the travelers, of course, which made a few of the stranger things she'd said make more sense.

come on -

"I'm sorry you lost your home," he said quietly. "It's - you learn to make a new one, wherever you find yourself. It's never the same, but."

He didn't really know how to explain it. Somewhere new could be just as much home. Kingstown without father, Baku without mother. Now Jhelbor without his brother.

They both needed a new home.

"But you grow into it, I suppose. New places and people. The winds blow. It's okay."

tenuefarfalla August 5 2009, 08:24:47 UTC

"I'd like to believe that," she said quietly, eyes still on the sky. She hadn't been back in so long. Why hadn't she gone back to visit? She'd been so enraptured with New York, with the freedom it gave her, with the sense of being her own person. It had never ever occurred to her that something might happen some day that would mean she wouldn't be able to go back. She was not going to cry. She'd already come close once today. It wasn't happening a second time. No way, no how, and yet she still found herself opening her mouth to speak ( ... )

armordoesnthelp August 5 2009, 08:56:36 UTC

"I was six when I left the place that I was born," he told her. It was eaiser when he only had to look at the clouds. "Maybe, um, ten? For a human? Anyway. Our village was pretty thoroughly destroyed, so we couldn't go back. But we went north, and eventually that was home." The grass itched at the back of his neck, but not enough to make him want to move.

"That city sounds amazing. I can't even imagine..." Even Baku city wasn't anything like that size.

tenuefarfalla August 5 2009, 09:13:31 UTC

Cho thought about it. She found that she wanted to ask him about his village, about his family, about the life he'd led. People liked to talk about themselves, and she liked to not have to talk about herself. She thought about how she'd react if someone wanted her to share stories of Kazuki after his death, and the corners of her eyes began to prick while she thought of what to say. "It's amazing. To fit so many people on the island, it's covered in skyscrapers. You've never seen buildings like this." And she knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that he hadn't even dreamed up anything so massive. "The buildings here, they have maybe four or five floors? The Empire State building has more than one hundred floors, and a great metal spire right at the top pointing into the sky. And the World Trade Center is even taller. Two buildings with one hundred ten floors each. The-- Twin Towers." Maybe she shouldn't have said that. Shit.

armordoesnthelp August 5 2009, 09:41:25 UTC

Skyscrapers. How bizarre. Intriguing, though. He could even sort of see the appeal. Reaching up toward the land of the dead, daring it to take you, defiant. A very human sort of ambitious.

"I think I'd have liked to see that," he admitted. "In Ulric, where my mother grew up, part of the city is carved right into the side of the mountain. It's magnificent."

tenuefarfalla August 5 2009, 09:51:33 UTC

Cho nodded her head. "It sounds incredible." She didn't say anything for a moment, and then, "maybe I'll get to see it some day." Or maybe she'd live out the rest of her life in this city until River Royal decided she wasn't useful. Cho did not like this feeling of being trapped. Even a perceived escape route would have helped to calm her fears. She might not have taken it now that she knew she had magic, and a lot to learn about it if she didn't want to accidentally hurt people, but it would have made her feel more secure just to know that it was there. "In Alaska, every winter, people build a hotel out of ice, and every summer it melts, and then the next winter they just build it right back up again." That was another place she'd wanted to visit. Another place she would never get to now.

armordoesnthelp August 5 2009, 10:00:02 UTC

"That sounds very demonic, actually," he mused. "Remaking everything as the world changes. I'm pretty sure at least some parts of Ulric were built by dwarves."

He kind of wanted to take her hand, just to have contact, touch between people, but he didn't want her to take it the wrong way.

tenuefarfalla August 5 2009, 10:09:19 UTC

Rebuilding and changing and adapting as the world changed around you... Cho was having to seriously redefine a lot of terminology in her head. It didn't seem demonic to her - it seemed practical and solid, moving with nature rather than against it. Maybe the demons weren't so demonic, but she couldn't really wrap her mind around that yet. There needed to be a villain, an aggressor. It was how the world worked; the powerful exploited the powerless. It was sick and twisted, but it was the way things worked, and it was what she knew. She did not enjoy the feeling of having the rug pulled from under her ( ... )

armordoesnthelp August 5 2009, 10:22:43 UTC

"I've lived in places like that - the stomping and the trickling, I mean. Baku city is nothing but city and cityfolk, all smashed and jumbled together. Nobody even knows what was there before."

He sounded more fond than anything, the sort of exasperated affection of someone who could complain all day long about something, but would rally to defend it against detractors in a heartbeat.

"But Tisra was - young. Just settled in our parents' time. You could run strait from the rye fields into the brambles and wildflowers around them." Tyzira, he couldn't remember the last time he'd talked about this. It wasn't as though they used to come back to barracks and reminisce.

tenuefarfalla August 5 2009, 10:39:54 UTC

"That sounds..." Cho trickled off, not sure how she wanted to finish that sentence, but the tone of her voice made it clear that it would have been something nice.

"In the place I was born, on the southern end of Japan, there's a bay with a volcano that erupts usually every day." She glanced over at him to see if the word 'volcano' confused him, but it didn't seem to, so she kept going.

"Little eruptions, but it was beautiful. I lived up on a hill, with my family, and I could see the volcano and the bay from my bedroom window, the place where the bay ran into the sea. Sometimes, in the morning, I'd slip away and run down to the water and try to beat the sunrise. I used to swim out to one of the fishing platforms and lay out and let the sun dry me as it came up and it just... I knew I was home. I knew, for a fact, that that was where I wanted to be for the rest of my life. Of course, I was only six or seven at the time ( ... )

armordoesnthelp August 5 2009, 11:13:11 UTC

The volanoes in the eastern mountains erputed only rarely. The consequences were almost always devastating ( ... )

tenuefarfalla August 5 2009, 11:34:20 UTC

Cho waved back, pushing herself into a sitting position while she watched him walk away. Big strong man moving buildings, just one of many of them. Cho sighed and blew a puff of air up into her bangs. She'd never regretted her small size and slight weight more than she did right now. A city full of jobs that needed to be done, and she was too small to do any of it, and she wouldn't know how to go about asking for work anyway. That sounded so strange and pathetic, but it was true. Cho had never had to worry about money before. She went to school because she wanted to, worked as a research assistant because she loved it, and both of those things had come to her, she hadn't had to go after them ( ... )

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