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Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd ([personal profile] boarddyd) wrote in [community profile] middaeg2020-04-02 08:50 pm

. summer's play

Who: Dimitri + Babysitters
When: April - May 2020
Where: Aefenglom, Outer City, Wildes
What: Catch all
Warnings: None (will be edited)

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[personal profile] hegemonwings 2020-04-03 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ she stands there in black-and-silver officer's garb, the only visible armor being greaves and vambraces, with a dark blue cloak over the top. symbols of adrestia, the emperor herself and the crest of flames are marked here and there. still, that shock of blonde hair stands out in her periphery, and... sure enough. that's the boar prince. she's connected the dots on what those devices are as well—the empire had started producing them for scouts anyway, as she recalls—and bites down a flare of anger at seiros. so much suppression, and for what?

still. maybe meeting like this is a chance to try again.
]

It's a bit tricky to get them aligned properly, isn't it? [ she speaks up from a solid five feet away, very much giving him his space. ] ... You seem well, Dimitri.
Edited 2020-04-03 02:38 (UTC)
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nyooms here

[personal profile] stardustish 2020-04-03 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
[ sylvia also has warm clothes for the occasion, even if fashionably it doesn't match. it's an athletic jacket from her world, which is very modern and nothing like something in aefenglom would wear, but it works. she's mostly here to help out with cargo, but when they instruct her to go to the plank to meet her partner, she perks up. she's glad for the help. labor is hard work!

she follows one of the sailors and is immediately introduced to a man with striking blue eyes and blonde hair. he's certainly more dressed for the occasion. sylvia grins at him and holds up a hand in greeting.
]

Hey! Looks like we'll be working together. You're Dimitri, right? I'm Sylvia.
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[personal profile] strongspirited 2020-04-03 06:50 am (UTC)(link)
[Sypha had no trouble at all with taking on an assignment like this. She had been working tirelessly to get her magic back in order, and she was getting quite proficient at new spells, so the payday for the opportunity to explain some very basic stuff to a bunch of children was not something she'd miss. She'd been all smiles and her scholarly background (along with having to consistently chastise Alucard and Trevor) had helped her keep them more or less under control thus far.

When the bodyguard approached as the teacher took over the lesson, Sypha bobbed her head in greeting, and even managed a smile.]


I am Sypha, it's a pleasure, Dimitri. [He looked young...perhaps a decade or so younger than herself and Trevor? It was hard to say, but he did look strong enough.]

Hopefully we won't have any difficulties with Shades. The Wilders have kept this area well clear for months, I'm told, and I personally come to the area to gather herbs.

[They'll be fiiiiine.]

Are you a recent arrival?
finesseblade: do not take (16.)

[personal profile] finesseblade 2020-04-03 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There's a spot out atop the low garden wall, tucked behind the shed near the street, where Felix likes to go to spend a few quiet hours when he's not utterly wrapped up in his drills. Usually, he can go unnoticed out here, but being close to the garden means being close to a convergence of the tiny, glowing insects crawling up out of the greenery—which means there's not just one, but a dozen little points of light dusting his shoulders, his hair, even stuck to the tip of one pointed ear where they've lit upon him for fleeting seconds.

He'd probably be more irritated about that if most of them weren't blue and gold. However many of them have had an effect, he's... oddly placid about it, ears swiveling toward Dimitri as he turns his head. Whatever strange mood they've put into him is just enough of a buffer that maybe a few old, stray feelings of warmth aren't immediately eclipsed by disgust at the sight of him.

Felix stares at him for a moment, eyes inevitably drawn to the blue glow smack in the middle of his face. He snorts—and then actually chuckles. ]


It's certainly a change of pace from the cakes they were slinging at me when I got here. [ He's still grinning, bemused. ] Don't tell me you ate one of those. How do you know they're not toxic?
foundfamilies: (would you please let me on my way)

[personal profile] foundfamilies 2020-04-03 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[What are the chances that the first lone child he saw would have the symbol of the Black Eagles sewn on like a badge on her chest? Maybe it's just a coincidental black eagle, though. Even with the case of Lysithea to push down the boundary, she looks too young for the Officers Academy and she doesn't seem to recognize Dimitri even a little.

Regardless, it appears he succeeded on his friendly smile roll, because Leslie returns it with a smile of her own, though her face really brightens in excitement when she sees the jar of cometfly.]


Oh, so they're catching them...but is it really okay if I do take it? I've learned a little about how to look after pets, but I never thought of having an insect as a pet before.

[She places one hand on one cheek as she thinks, which is particularly noticeable because the index and middle fingers of that hand are glowing softly yellow thanks to a previous cometfly landing.]
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[personal profile] crestfallenfor 2020-04-04 07:47 am (UTC)(link)
[It was easy to forget... well, everything, when nights like tonight occurred, lively local customs that he could get swept up in and forget himself in the excitement of. Tonight had been no different, but with people dissipating into their homes, he's left to walk the streets mostly alone.

The melancholy mood that settles in isn't bad, either, for a little while.

But just when he's thinking about chasing away that melancholy mood by heading to the entertainment district, hitting up a bar or tavern, falling back on old pursuits, he sees a familiar figure sitting alone on a bench, fiddling with something in his hands instead of enjoying the sights.

So he closes the distance to him, instead, sits next to him, drapes an arm around the back of the bench.]


Mind if I join you, Dimitri? Shame for you to have to enjoy the sights alone.

[Gently urging him to look up at the sky instead of the broken instrument in his lap, nbd.]
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[personal profile] quintessent 2020-04-05 10:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[She's a little bit of an odd sight here - dressed for a hard day's work but there's an unflappable air of nobility about her that tends to turn a few heads when she shows up with staff in hand. (It might be the golden tiara that she never removes). She struck a serious but petite figure, and without any of her supernatural Altean strength to back her up, she can't so easily just life a few man-sized boxes to prove her moxy anymore.

But everyone mostly leaves her be - and she's interested to be near the docks. It's her first time being so near a sea ship!

And she's peering curiously over the edge, at the rudder of the ship when a voice speaks up and she makes a small noise, jumping before she straightens entirely, both hands on her staff.
]

I am! I was just... checking if there were any merrow down there. [She says, her accent a gentle lilt.]
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[personal profile] seemstressed 2020-04-06 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
[It's...definitely endearing catching sight of the young man attempting to rid himself of the frail insect without actually harming it. Most wouldn't think twice when it comes to knocking the creature or squishing it between their fingers. Not even Tataru can judge, considering she'd probably eat it with the right spices...but it's nice to see care out of a Hyur toward something far smaller than them.

Smiling she goes up to him, a small twig in hand, before she's tapping him against the leg with it.]


Here, you ought to use this. It'll work better than a finger.
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[personal profile] petcromancer 2020-04-06 04:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hector loves animals. Way more than most people. It's just fact. But at this moment, he's not inclined to be charitable to anyone, man or beast. 'Take a trip on a boat, it'll be fun', he'd told himself, nostalgic for the sea after so long away from his hermit's cottage in the east of Rhodes.

Now his sheep-faun's wool is waterlogged with salt water and he can't get warm and the sound of dozens of cawing seagulls is drowning out any soothing ocean waves against the ship's prow.

Forget the screams of tortured souls and demonic growls. Hector is pretty sure the ambient noises of hell are going to be the cacophony of gulls' cries that some idiot has been foolish enough to throw bread to.

That idiot sidles up, asking for more bread, and Hector glares at him.]


No. Stop feeding them! You'll draw even more in.
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[personal profile] turmoiling 2020-04-06 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[Jin Guangyao was the kind of man that always had something to do, always something he was putting his mind to. Although he felt the cold more since arriving in Aefenglom, he was still warm enough from the day's activities to continue building his own mental map of the city well into the evening: feeling out the relationships between the people, Witches and Monsters, what was typical and what was forbidden. Freed from the politics of his own world's sects and left to his own devices, it is not so much that he feels at a loss, and more that he's left to contemplate his own place in this new life, and what he should do with it.

Venturing beyond the wall for the first time today, he felt confident that any official maps would hardly reflect the reality -- which turned out to be even more true than he had thought at first. Where he'd grown up in Yunping had been far from the best neighbourhood at the time, but not the worst. But this was an entirely different situation. A place of desperation and corruption. That didn't necessarily mean unsalvageable, though.

His contemplation of other stragglers is interrupted by the call of this man who seems, at a quick glance, as out of place as himself.

With his arms folded into his long sleeves, the problem is not so apparent. He hesitates a moment and with a faint smile says:]


Of course. One moment.

[Stepping lightly over, he grabs the board with his left hand alone, but it's a little awkward to manage. He angles himself to avoid making the complete absence of a right hand too obvious, using the side of his arm to try to wrangle it into a better grip. He'll really need to do something about his missing hand sooner or later, but the easily obtained prosthetics look obviously fake, and Jin Guangyao has always cared about appearances. Better to simply hide it with the voluminous sleeves of his robe, for now.]

Where would you like it?
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[personal profile] anbu 2020-04-07 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
[The man falls in a crash of momentum directly in front of Itachi, who is little more than a shadow off the street, dressed head to toe in unassuming black. His eyes slant down at the groaning body. One foot lifts, and for a moment gives the impression it's going to kick—but instead nudges the man's shoulder in order to roll him upright.

Mud is smeared over the man's crude features, and there clutched in his hands is the knife. Itachi presses the same foot across the assailant's throat, eliciting a gurgling sound of protest, that blade once more upraised in a glint of silver.]


Release it.

[The man's voice chokes off, knife falling loose of bloody fingers and thunking to the ground. In the effort to catch his own fall, he had sliced open his own hands. A hazard of inexperienced handling.

Impassive eyes drift back up as Itachi maintains the pressure of his heel. He surveys the younger man, and reflects on the polite words of just a moment ago.]


He may be more amenable to questions now.

[Was he stalking this whole interaction? Yes, maybe.]
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