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Allura - Open Log Prompts For Mareuer
Who: Allura and [OPEN]
When: Vague times around March
Where: Aefenglom and specifically Diplomatea for some options
What: Allura is getting settled into life here and also experiences her first rainy season
Warnings: None
A. Princess' First Job (At Diplomatea)
[Allura is thankful to Everett, for giving her a chance with his shop. The flowers and the scent of the tea was what drew her in in the first place – when she found herself without a coin to her name for the first time in her life, and the atmosphere had been warm and welcoming. He'd even been kind enough to give her some clothes (or, a uniform, as some put it. Allura thought it was quite cute.)
She's never had a proper job before but she's a hard worker and so far she's been met with nothing but patience. Putting together flowers is her favorite part, though the tea serving took some... learning.
Maybe she's not paying attention, or it's just a bad stroke of luck, but there's a clumsy moment where her knuckle brushes against the heated side of one of the tea kettles – just for a second but it's a second long enough for her to feel a sharp pain and she yanks her hand back with a startled yelp.]
Ah- [She winces, already hearing someone else hurrying over to her side – one of her fellow employees, or a guest perhaps.] I'm alright, just careless.
B. The vague open ended one (Diplomatea)
[It's late one evening, when the lights from the tea shop glowed warm against the cool night air, the business empty and Allura was sitting, enjoying her own cup of tea, her limbs heavy after a long, but good day of work. It was... nice. She still had thoughts of getting home that hung heavy over her, but days like this it was a little easier. To fall into a routine and feel a little more normal than she has since she arrived here.
The bells at the door pull her from her reverie and she looks up, setting the cup down,]
Can I assist you?
C. Rolling up her sleeves. (In town)
[Now that she has a little money to her name there's an item in town that she's been eying for some time – a simple, sturdy wooden trunk from a local carpenter's shop. It's nice and she's been wanting a safe place to put her belongings from her world until it's time to go home (and maybe a safe place to hide shiny valuables from her Merrow housemate.)
Coin exchanged and trunk at her feet, Allura only now realizes a big mistake: When she arrived in Aefenglom it was without any of her Altean-born powers. Which means no hoisting around heavy boxes like they weight nothing. But what to do with the trunk?
It's pure stubbornness that gets her as far as she gets, lifting and hefting and pushing until at some point down the road she has to stop, Panting as she leans to take a rest against the large trunk.]
Stars, how do humans live like this? They're made of gossamer compared to Alteans.
[Help a princess out?]
D. It's like rain
[Altea didn't have rain. Not in the same way that humans knewthanks a lot Voltron canon and certainly Allura has never experienced anything like the rainy season in Aefenglom. What is a normal, even annoying phenomenon for one has Allura looking up, shielding her eyes the moment rain starts to pitter-patter on the roofs of the buildings around her
It's not the first rain she's seen, and she's delighted, but delight quickly turns into distress as the gentle sprinkle turns into a real downpour. And she quickly jogs for shelter- but not before getting absolutely drenched in the meantime.]
Apologies- [Allura sputters, standing in the doorway of the first building she came upon with water absolutely coming down in rivulets from her hair and dress, in a puddle on the floor underneath her. She holds her hands out, a little at a loss of what to do with herself] That's- Is this a normal amount of rain?
E. Wildcard
[Feel free to throw anything at me, or my plotting post is over here if you'd like to talk something specific! I'll probably be adding some closed starters below as the month goes on as I make plans with people too!]
When: Vague times around March
Where: Aefenglom and specifically Diplomatea for some options
What: Allura is getting settled into life here and also experiences her first rainy season
Warnings: None
A. Princess' First Job (At Diplomatea)
[Allura is thankful to Everett, for giving her a chance with his shop. The flowers and the scent of the tea was what drew her in in the first place – when she found herself without a coin to her name for the first time in her life, and the atmosphere had been warm and welcoming. He'd even been kind enough to give her some clothes (or, a uniform, as some put it. Allura thought it was quite cute.)
She's never had a proper job before but she's a hard worker and so far she's been met with nothing but patience. Putting together flowers is her favorite part, though the tea serving took some... learning.
Maybe she's not paying attention, or it's just a bad stroke of luck, but there's a clumsy moment where her knuckle brushes against the heated side of one of the tea kettles – just for a second but it's a second long enough for her to feel a sharp pain and she yanks her hand back with a startled yelp.]
Ah- [She winces, already hearing someone else hurrying over to her side – one of her fellow employees, or a guest perhaps.] I'm alright, just careless.
B. The vague open ended one (Diplomatea)
[It's late one evening, when the lights from the tea shop glowed warm against the cool night air, the business empty and Allura was sitting, enjoying her own cup of tea, her limbs heavy after a long, but good day of work. It was... nice. She still had thoughts of getting home that hung heavy over her, but days like this it was a little easier. To fall into a routine and feel a little more normal than she has since she arrived here.
The bells at the door pull her from her reverie and she looks up, setting the cup down,]
Can I assist you?
C. Rolling up her sleeves. (In town)
[Now that she has a little money to her name there's an item in town that she's been eying for some time – a simple, sturdy wooden trunk from a local carpenter's shop. It's nice and she's been wanting a safe place to put her belongings from her world until it's time to go home (and maybe a safe place to hide shiny valuables from her Merrow housemate.)
Coin exchanged and trunk at her feet, Allura only now realizes a big mistake: When she arrived in Aefenglom it was without any of her Altean-born powers. Which means no hoisting around heavy boxes like they weight nothing. But what to do with the trunk?
It's pure stubbornness that gets her as far as she gets, lifting and hefting and pushing until at some point down the road she has to stop, Panting as she leans to take a rest against the large trunk.]
Stars, how do humans live like this? They're made of gossamer compared to Alteans.
[Help a princess out?]
D. It's like rain
[Altea didn't have rain. Not in the same way that humans knew
It's not the first rain she's seen, and she's delighted, but delight quickly turns into distress as the gentle sprinkle turns into a real downpour. And she quickly jogs for shelter- but not before getting absolutely drenched in the meantime.]
Apologies- [Allura sputters, standing in the doorway of the first building she came upon with water absolutely coming down in rivulets from her hair and dress, in a puddle on the floor underneath her. She holds her hands out, a little at a loss of what to do with herself] That's- Is this a normal amount of rain?
E. Wildcard
[Feel free to throw anything at me, or my plotting post is over here if you'd like to talk something specific! I'll probably be adding some closed starters below as the month goes on as I make plans with people too!]
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[ He puts his hands on his hips, watching her demeanor change somewhat. ]
I come here every month. What would I need to hustle you for? Frankly speaking I'm difficult because such is my nature. And it's fun.
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[She lifts her chin, mirroring him by placing her hands on her hips,] Coran has told me about this- customers come in and cause a ruckus or act generally unpleasant so that they get cheaper goods to make them leave.
[She’s on to you, Vanitas.] I don’t believe anyone likes making people mad just for the fun of it.
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[ Vanitas still doesn't understand currency and economics, actually. Being "raised" in a barren wasteland means that he has no concept of how these things would even work. He's only now getting used to the idea of paying for things rather than just taking them okay? ]
Whatever that nonsense you just spewed is about... That's not what I'm doing. I am generally unpleasant to be around. And I do enjoy making people upset just for the fun of it as it used to empower me.
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[Which isn't this situation at all, but she's suspicious of you now Vanitas. Even if he's not a pirate. She frowns deeply at his explanation.]
You sound proud of it but it sounds like a terrible way to live.
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[ He's not about to haggle anything. She can think as poorly of him as she wants. Be as suspicious as she wants. Vanitas doesn't much care about the opinions of others. ]
You say that but it was the only way to live and I refuse to be ashamed of it.
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Well, you won't find very many friends that way. [She doesn't understand what he means by the only way to live but he's already stoked her bull-headishness, so getting her to listen now is easier said than done.]
I think it's for the best if you find what you came here for, so we can complete this transaction.
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[ And despite the fact he had adamantly denied needing them. Oops? ]
At least you're finally getting the point. Your best option from the start would have been to just let me come in here and leave me be to get what I needed.
[ Which means he is wandering to the exact counter that he had been heading towards in the first place. ]
So you brought this on yourself.
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And so when Vanitas is ready to pay he might just have to wait for awhile before she's ready to help him.]
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But it's fine. She can do what she wants. Vanitas is in no rush. He can lean against the counter, creating illusionary targets in the air and zapping them with magic.
Who cares if he actually marks up the ceiling a little. Perhaps she shouldn't make people wait too long. ]
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Hey! [She comes rushing back, hands full of some fresh cut flowers,] What do you think you're doing now? Stop that!
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[ Vanitas gives her a pointed look. ]
Now I could have just walked out of here with this and then who would have been in trouble? If this is how you treat people on the regular, then this business is certainly going to suffer.
they're such good friends already
Where I come from that is called stealing. So it is you that would be in trouble.
Now if you're ready to apologize for your behavior we can be through with this.
oh of course
[ Vanitas clicks his tongue. ]
Maybe I'll just make a complaint instead.
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In the meantime, you're free to return when you learn how to behave like an adult. Maybe my companions are willing to put up with you but I will not.
[Living the customer service dream.]
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So the moment that his ear is grabbed and tugged? It's like being right back in the Badlands and Vanitas immediately reacts. ]
DON'T TOUCH ME!
[ His magic activates in that moment, Vanitast sparking right before instinctively casting a Lightning spell. It won't just be Allura that will be hit by the Lightning magic now bouncing off of Vanitas erratically, but probably numerous objects in the store itself will be destroyed. Van's fists are clenched tightly, ready to launch another attack. He's still sparking, hunched up and ready to go despite his rather small stature. ]
rip
Unfortunately. Allura has a normal, mostly human-level body now, and none of her extra Altean strength - and even her magical skills are in their infancy so she takes a lightning spell like a normal, fleshy human and is flung back, colliding with one of the damaged tables and doesn't come back up, knocked out cold. ]
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Great. ]
I should leave you like this so you can actually learn something from being stupid.
[ To him, she really had brought this on herself because she hadn't left him alone. But whatever. Truthfully if he left things like this then it would just be a pain. He has been studying Transfiguration as of late, so small fixes like cracks and scorch marks he can actually take care of.
Vanitas is so going to stress the fact that he's not helping out of guilt, because he doesn't really feel any. This is because if someone were to walk in and see this then it would just be a hassle. That's why he drags Allura to set her against the counter and that's the only reason that he's searching for the spot where she had been struck.
He'll heal the damage he caused, but really Vanitas should just leave her with a reminder. Unfortunately, Van is also pretty sure that it would upset the people he does care about so what do... ]
hrg sorry for how late this tag is
What... [She starts to sit up, wincing at the ache in her head where she'd been struck. She remembered grabbing his ear, and then a shock and then-] What did you do?
yer fine
[ As in where to start? The repairs? The fact that the place Allura got zapped has been healed up?
Please. Please tell him where to begin. ]
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You attacked me.
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[ Don't start this, Allura. Just be satisfied he thought to fix his mess. He doesn't have to and he can definitely unfix it all too. ]
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Her gaze drops down, not meeting his eyes.]
I think you should leave. [Not said with hostility, but all the same,] Just... take your tea and go.
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Suit yourself. That was my intention regardless.
[ Just to add insult to injury, Vanitas rather calmly lays the money owed on the counter. Takes his tea. Then saunters out without another word. ]