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middaeg2020-04-04 05:34 pm
inlikethebrume) wrote in middaeg2020-04-04 05:34 pm
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April Showers Brings Naps [Open Catchall Log]
Who: Mira and OPEN
When: Throughout April
Where: Aefenglom, outside the city
What: Catchall log, quests for the month, Dream a Little Dream event
Warnings: Bar brawl, violence, Dark Knight 50 and 70 spoilers, some Shadowbringers Spoilers
Rule--Be Nice: The Sly Seadog
[A simple job and one Mira is a bit used to. An extent of it at least; the Slydog asked for extra bouncers around due to more sailors coming around and Mira having done her share of escorts and guarding could handle a few drunkards if they get too roudy. Some regulars knew her as the woman who threw a man out the door in the literal sense for annoying her while reading so imagine when she comes in on her shift after working at the potion shop with Shadowbringer on her back and all is well.
For a time.
From the corner of her eye, Mira catches two sailors, clearly four sheets to the wind and starting raising their voices at each other. Oh boy, this does not sound good.]
Daft sods.
[She rolls her eyes and stroll right over, tapping one of them on the shoulder.]
Ease up on the shouting, don't wanna do poorly on the owner's hospitality.
[That just earns a laugh out of him and his comrade. Just be nice, Mira.]
Oi oi, lookat this sweet lil thing thinking she can speak up!
I'm sorry but there are others patrons here wishing to enjoy their drinks in peace. 'Twould be disrespectful to shatter it.
[Spoken calmly but firm, which only gets the patron laughing more.]
Listen, sweetheart. Why don't you go trot your nice arse to the keep and bring us another round. I'll be sure to give you a great tip if you decide to come after I leave.
[Mira's about to retort until she feels a hard slap to her rear, both men laughing at her reaction. Apparently these two are so wasted that they forgot that she has a sword strapped to her back. Someone...should probably step in since her hand is going straight for the blade. Fuck being nice..]
Too Many Books: Streets of Aefenglom
[When she's not working, one of Mira's hobbies is reading anything she can get her hands on. While stories and fairytales are her favorites, she's not focused on that right now. Nor is she focused on her magical studies. Tucked under each arm are bags with several books from the library that she could carry and all each have a theme to them: sleep.
But she's not looking to try and sleep herself, she's looking for any mentions of any kind of sickness where sleep is a key factor. Sounds weird, doesn't it. She doesn't even realize that in her distracted mind, she almost runs into someone and manages to twirl away just to not hit them.]
Oh dammit, my apologies! You alright?
Storytime: Outside the City
Bloody hells, are any of these tales even good?
[The last time Mira was out here, she had to carry the Crystal Exarch back to the city because his dumb butt wasn't feeling so good. But now she's alone in this endeavor and she had an idea to try and work on something she brought up: finding some kind of purpose outside of her duties as a Warrior of Light. Mira's thought maybe trying her hand at something she enjoyed might point her in a proper direction. That is until she saw the books around for the storytime and reacted in the most calm and rational manner: making a strongly opposed face.]
Ok, I understand they might be children but honestly, they are much more intelligent than this. And I can't tell them all my adventuring stories!
[Shit, what is she going to do?]
Dream A Little Dream
[It pulls you in, a tug as you look through the mirrors within the house. And yet one in particular shows itself to be a bit decorative in its etchings. On each side of the mirror, three symbols will be carved in: a handgun on the left, a peculiar symbol on the right, and a sword from the top.
As for the bottom, a message woven, perhaps unknown to those who haven't walked the path.
"In your darkest hour, in the blackest night..."
Words that may mean something to the owner of this mirror. But as you peek in, the urge gets stronger and stronger until you find yourself sucked in and watching something come out. Question is...which memory of the woman are you seeing?]
((OOC: Dream Prompts will be listed in the comments below.))
When: Throughout April
Where: Aefenglom, outside the city
What: Catchall log, quests for the month, Dream a Little Dream event
Warnings: Bar brawl, violence, Dark Knight 50 and 70 spoilers, some Shadowbringers Spoilers
Rule--Be Nice: The Sly Seadog
[A simple job and one Mira is a bit used to. An extent of it at least; the Slydog asked for extra bouncers around due to more sailors coming around and Mira having done her share of escorts and guarding could handle a few drunkards if they get too roudy. Some regulars knew her as the woman who threw a man out the door in the literal sense for annoying her while reading so imagine when she comes in on her shift after working at the potion shop with Shadowbringer on her back and all is well.
For a time.
From the corner of her eye, Mira catches two sailors, clearly four sheets to the wind and starting raising their voices at each other. Oh boy, this does not sound good.]
Daft sods.
[She rolls her eyes and stroll right over, tapping one of them on the shoulder.]
Ease up on the shouting, don't wanna do poorly on the owner's hospitality.
[That just earns a laugh out of him and his comrade. Just be nice, Mira.]
Oi oi, lookat this sweet lil thing thinking she can speak up!
I'm sorry but there are others patrons here wishing to enjoy their drinks in peace. 'Twould be disrespectful to shatter it.
[Spoken calmly but firm, which only gets the patron laughing more.]
Listen, sweetheart. Why don't you go trot your nice arse to the keep and bring us another round. I'll be sure to give you a great tip if you decide to come after I leave.
[Mira's about to retort until she feels a hard slap to her rear, both men laughing at her reaction. Apparently these two are so wasted that they forgot that she has a sword strapped to her back. Someone...should probably step in since her hand is going straight for the blade. Fuck being nice..]
Too Many Books: Streets of Aefenglom
[When she's not working, one of Mira's hobbies is reading anything she can get her hands on. While stories and fairytales are her favorites, she's not focused on that right now. Nor is she focused on her magical studies. Tucked under each arm are bags with several books from the library that she could carry and all each have a theme to them: sleep.
But she's not looking to try and sleep herself, she's looking for any mentions of any kind of sickness where sleep is a key factor. Sounds weird, doesn't it. She doesn't even realize that in her distracted mind, she almost runs into someone and manages to twirl away just to not hit them.]
Oh dammit, my apologies! You alright?
Storytime: Outside the City
Bloody hells, are any of these tales even good?
[The last time Mira was out here, she had to carry the Crystal Exarch back to the city because his dumb butt wasn't feeling so good. But now she's alone in this endeavor and she had an idea to try and work on something she brought up: finding some kind of purpose outside of her duties as a Warrior of Light. Mira's thought maybe trying her hand at something she enjoyed might point her in a proper direction. That is until she saw the books around for the storytime and reacted in the most calm and rational manner: making a strongly opposed face.]
Ok, I understand they might be children but honestly, they are much more intelligent than this. And I can't tell them all my adventuring stories!
[Shit, what is she going to do?]
Dream A Little Dream
[It pulls you in, a tug as you look through the mirrors within the house. And yet one in particular shows itself to be a bit decorative in its etchings. On each side of the mirror, three symbols will be carved in: a handgun on the left, a peculiar symbol on the right, and a sword from the top.
As for the bottom, a message woven, perhaps unknown to those who haven't walked the path.
"In your darkest hour, in the blackest night..."
Words that may mean something to the owner of this mirror. But as you peek in, the urge gets stronger and stronger until you find yourself sucked in and watching something come out. Question is...which memory of the woman are you seeing?]
((OOC: Dream Prompts will be listed in the comments below.))
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She looks around her and then-]
If people can come into my dreams and memories...maybe I can go into them myself while here. Perhaps I need some perspective first.
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I suppose that's one way of doing it.
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If you're worried that I'll want to stay in the past, there's no need. I do feel like there is a need to take a look again but only to take the next steps. There's too much at stake for me to bury myself in nothing but memories and dreams.
Besides, I fought against that before. I cannot lose myself to it.
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Nah. I just don't get how looking back can help anyone move forward.
[ But, again... What would looking back on his memories teach anyone? ]
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[A tiny smile.]
Or so I think. Something I need to do.
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[ A shrug. ]
Haven't I said you just need to look out for yourself?
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[It's because of this that she feels comfortable putting her hand on Vani's head, more like a pat than anything.]
I'll come back, don't worry.
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You better.