middaeg | A Mareuer Catch all

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A Mareuer Catch all

Who: Caren and co
When: Throughout March
Where: In Aef and Dor
What: Many quests, some rests, and
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QUESTS

A) L'Amourtentia (NSFW possible!)

A sample...huh.

[She stared at the bottle in her hand. Here she thought that brewing would be enough, but Kiss from a Rose was promoting this...she knew that it was a thing, but still. Still, she had no idea what to do with this. Maybe it'd be funny if she spiked someone drink with it? Or would it be a not good prank? She had no idea.

Hearing someone come close, her head came up and her ears twitched.]

Mm?

B) Research Request

[Every so often she did a slow tour, just to see how things were going. Which meant...going to various libraries and shops in the city, and going up to the help desk, and talking quietly to whoever was there. She couldn't just butt in, thinking that they were doing something for her.

But she did look around. Eye contact? Could certainly happen!]

C) Sweet Chimera

[She had been hoping things would go well here. But...she wasn't sure. She was basically inviting a bunch of unknowns into what had been a personal project of hers. Still...she had to let go of some things sometime.

So while she was cloaked-covering up some of her more obvious injuries on her back-her gaze was alert, and she went over with a slight wave to catch their attention.]

Good day. Everything is going well so far?

[Nothing exploded? Please don't make anything explode.]

D) Desmodus Mori

[Thank goodness for the vampire bar. She had no idea if she was doing this right, if she should have gone to the Coven with it but...she knew vampires, and she wanted to make sure this was doing this right.

She slid in during the evenings, and at the bar she ordered a small drink, sipping it. Waiting to see what may arise, with or without her meddling.]

E) Continuing Conquests

[She needed to take it easier then she would have liked-mostly because she wasn't used to the hard labor. But she could and would be a good guard for those that were building their outposts.

Hearing footsteps, her ears twitched, and she glanced to the side, where she heard it.]

Hello?

[Are you coming to try and give her a reason to use her sword??? because her hand is on it!]

Aefenglom

B: Clothing Alteration

[She didn't work as many hours as she used to in Knit Wit, but she still went in on a semi regular basis, mending and altering, not seemingly having any trouble with the needle and thread. When she heard the bell tinkle above the door, her ears twitched forward, and she moved to come to the front, more curious then weary.]

Welcome to Knit Wit. What can I assist you with?

Wildcard

Aka hit me with whatever! But if you want to know of her usual to find spots:

-Outside tending her garden at the Monster mansion
-In the market, looking for meal things and Prim/sphnix treats
- At a cafe, people watching
-On the roofs (I'm serious, it's a chimera thing)
-Inside her home

If you want to plot, you can find me at

nammah !

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Ah, Lady Saber. This is a pleasure.

[This was a surprise, but...not as much as it should be. Oz and Saber herself mentioned that she was in need of other changes of clothing.

Thankfully, Caren was prepared.]

How may I assist you today? I was about to make some tea. Or would you prefer coffee?

[ Saber remains a little guarded. She remembers the insult that had been leveled at her. It had stung and she had not been sure what to say to Ortensia after that. For now she takes a moment to consider. ]

I have come regarding clothing. And I believe I will try coffee today.

[ She keeps her hands folded in front of her, waiting and watching. She comes off as distant, more than anything. ]

[She's not surprised. The word coward likely stung and struck her like a sticky tar or a branding on her skin-still there, and difficult to ignore.

But...the Saber she knew wasn't the type to divert her gaze and completely ignore her emotions.

But she had to offer her apology slowly. Else, it would be suspect.]

Ah, then you've come at a good time. If you wouldn't mind taking a seat? I will return with the coffee forthwith.

[She bowed, still polite, still formal, before vanishing behind the cashier, to a room in the back. Thankfully there's a small table and a set of chairs nearby, mostly used for consulting.]

Thank you.

[ Saber dips her head in a polite nod and then settles into one of the seats to wait, examining the shop with a touch of interest. She hasn't gone shopping for clothes in a very long time. Besides the suit that Iri had bought for her...

What exactly should she wear, though? ]

[There's all sorts, all sizes in the store, which...may not help at all.

But Caren comes back soon enough with a coffee pot, sugar, cream, and two cups.

And sugar cookies, along with slices of chicken sandwich. It was going to be Caren's lunch, but hey, she's got no problems giving it as a bribe.]

Here you are Saber. Now- before we go with the consultation, I believe I owe you an apology?

[ Saber blinks. She wasn't expecting all of this. She instead carefully adds some cream to her coffee and stirs it in, disdaining sugar for the moment. She doesn't go stiff or anything when Ortensia mentions an apology but she does incline her head and take a slow sip. ]

I believe so.

[Ah, is she pouting? She may be pouting, a bit. She didn't sit down, instead clasping her hands in front of her.]

I believe I was harsh in my wording, and what I said was a low blow. For that, I am sorry.

You have a drive to you that is admirable. However...strange as it may sound, I do want you to be happy.

[ Saber does not pout. Or at least she doesn't think. So she takes another sip of the coffee. ]

I accept your apology. I understand that you were trying to motivate a change in me, however harsh your words might have been.

[ She regards Ortensia for a moment. ]

I also understand that you wish me to be happy. That is something I must work out for myself.

[Oh yeah, she pouts. Caren would attest to it.]

I'm not good at motivating others. That's no excuse, but rather...a reason to correct me if I seem to be going too far.

[She sighs.]

I'm aware of it too well, Lady Knight. But I do hope that you will make the effort, if only for yourself and the people who love you.

[Pause.]

Gilgamesh doesn't count, in cause that crossed your mind.

I am aware.

[ Saber scoffs. ]

His love, however he describes it, is... ridiculous in so many ways.

[ She sighs quietly. ]

And yet he is persistent. I do not know if I can make him understand or if he even wants to understands. There does seem to be more to him than one would think at first glance, but... [ She shakes her head. ]

He does not encourage much repeated interaction.

I wouldn't. Encourage him that is, and I say it with having some passing fondness of him.

Much as I would beg you not to tell him.

[She'd have to kill him dead just to save herself from his swelling ego.]

He is powerful, intelligent, even kind, particularly towards children.

His manner may be a way of attempting of saving you from despair.

...though it is my thought that due to having power that rivals his own, if not overtakes it in others, that he sees you as a living treasure.

Not that he'd admit your ability. He's too dense and sexist for that.

Truly?

[ Arturia arches a brow. ]

He seems to take delight in seeing me in battle. But when I first met him, he did want to suborn me to his will. Even if he did hold me in some sort of twisted admiration.

[ She frowns and takes another sip of her coffee. ]

...we had to bond, temporarily, while we were in the wilds. It was... enlightening in some ways.

I knew him as his child self for the most part. And he was...a reasonable, wise, dangerous child. But someone you could respect.

[So don't shame her just yet!!!]

Mm. As I said, living treasure. If you fought for him, he may just embarrass himself repeatedly.

[She rose her eyebrows.]

That...how did you not end up inflicting great injury upon him?

His... child self.

[ Arturia repeats the phrase with a touch of disbelief and shakes her head. It sounds ridiculous. ]

I pledged that we would not fight here, if necessary. And that we would work together against a common enemy. I keep my word. He did not attempt to accost me.

[ Except verbally. ]

He was relatively tolerable. And the bond was weak.

It's complicated.

[She won't bore Saber with it.]

At least he has some sense of survival. Maybe he's feeling vulnerable, without access to his treasury.

Let's just hope he doesn't propose a more permanent bond with you. Enkidu already mentioned something about making you his wife.

[Yeah she's not impressed.]

So I have been told, by both Gilgamesh and Enkidu.

[ Saber is likewise not very impressed. ]

I doubt such a thing will come to pass.

I doubt it too. Hopefully they'll understand in time.

[And repeated smacks on the nose. She sighed, and moved away briefly, before coming back with a few dresses.

And some of them are truly floofy.]

Here. Once you're finished your coffee, you can try on a few of these, see which suits you and your size.

[ Oh. Saber pauses, cup halfway to her mouth to eye the various dresses that Caren has brought over. ]

Some of those seem a little... fanciful?

Mayhap. But some may be suitable.

It also will give me a better idea of your size without needing for you to entirely strip.

I wouldn't mind.

[ Saber isn't particularly shy. At least not right now. ]

It's for tailoring; I've had to be measured before.

[ She drains her cup with a shake of her head. ]

If you insist, however- [ she's going for the least frilly thing offered. ]

Then I can get your measurements after you try one of them on.

[Because she's a gremlin, and she has reasons for Saber to put this on. She'll motion to the folding screen at least so Saber won't have to struggle in front of Caren to put the dress on.]

Here. You can undress here in privacy.

Very well.

[ Saber takes her chosen dress and vanishes behind the folding screen. There's a bit of time while she works on getting it on (and getting out of her old outfit) and she finally emerges a few minutes later, smoothin the skirt with her hands. ]

I must admit that I'm not used to this.

[Caren took a few moments to fuss and bring out a few other things, before preparing herself a cup of coffee. Ah...that did take awhile didn't it. Poor Saber.

It really doesn't suit her, does it.

Caren stood up, and slowly circled her, tail swishing slowly.]

It can take some time to get used to it. However...I don't think the style may work for you. You like more mobility, yes?

[ Saber resists the urge to fidget and instead holds her head high. This is fine. She'll be fine. ]

Yes; something I can move in. And... it does not need to be quite as fancy.

Mm, and this isn't formal but...

This isn't suitable, stylewise. It feels as if you're getting lost in the material.

[She shook her head, before moving to the clothing pile and picking up a set that was achingly familiar, and offering it.]

This is a little more streamlined, and far less fancy.

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