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๐š•๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š๐š—๐š’๐š—๐š ๐Ÿ—ฒ ([personal profile] sparkstrikes) wrote in [community profile] middaeg2020-08-07 11:49 am

open โšก so i struggle to stand.

Who: Lightning Farron & YOU
When: Throughout Aguril
Where: Wherever the threads happen
What: August catch-all, quests & general prompts
Warnings: N/A




๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ด ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ, ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ'๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ.
๐š๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐š-๐š–๐šŽ-๐š—๐š˜๐š๐šœ ๐Ÿ—ฒ ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š›๐š— ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š ๐š‹๐š˜๐šข๐šœ ๐Ÿ—ฒ ๐š•๐šŠ๐š๐šข ๐š’๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š•๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ
๐š™๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐šœ๐šœ๐šŽ๐š›๐š’๐šŽ ๐š™๐š› ๐Ÿ—ฒ ๐š ๐š’๐š•๐š๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š›๐š๐šœ
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[personal profile] moneytwin 2020-08-08 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's late afternoon, and simple chance that has Vex'ahlia rounding the corner where the bakery resides when she finds a flier presented unceremoniously into her face. This catches her on the hop, not quite running into the apron-clad Lightning, though her bulky travel companion collides hard with her legs, and gives a confused grumble; why have we stopped? ]

Eh? No thanks, I'm not looking-- Oh!

[ She knows you. And you look less than pleased to be barking here on the street. Certainly not a job Vex would have pictured Lightning doing when they first met.

A brow arches.
]

Fancy meeting you here.
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[personal profile] recklessbelief 2020-08-09 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Akko lets out a very undignified squeak at having a flier suddenly appear in her face like that. Before she can really think, her legs do the work and launch her back a few feet with a single jump. Thankfully, instinct doesn't totally kick in so she doesn't end up still as a statue or just a blur trying to get away from the threat of a papercut. So, Akko lets out a breath, doubling over for a moment with a hand over her heart. She spends a second or two trying to slow it back down with some deep breaths.]

You gotta be more careful with that! [Akko raises her face.] If you do that to the wrong Puca, they won't be able to move, you know...
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[personal profile] omnicrafter 2020-08-09 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
Augh!

[Irhya squints and shields her eyes from the light, hoping the yelp of discomfort will give its owner the hint to move it aside. She doesn't even notice the gun until her eyes adjust enough to see again, but once she does, she hesitates from what she was about to say.]

...Well. Guess we spooked each other, huh.

[She has no distance weapons on her, so she's boned if she decides to shoot. Not that she's about to say that.]
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[personal profile] electrod 2020-08-09 01:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The damn seeds are their passport to Dorchacht, and that's a city Reno has been kind of interested in. With how travel is structured (read, restricted because apparently everything outside wants to murder and infect you. Case in point the paralytic plant) ]

I don't remember them saying anything against doing that. [ Okay, that's a lie, they did say that trying to cut it as an easy road for getting scratched if you're not good what you're doing. But hey, she looks like she knows what's she doing. ] Gonna make sure it doesn't fall all over the damn flowers.

[ Because then they'd have to take it off andโ€” yeah, back to the "easy road to getting paralyzed" ]

If they're so valuable why is no one growing the fucking thing, eh. [ He's just bitching ]
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[personal profile] lostinshadows 2020-08-09 03:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[He jerks back when a flier is suddenly shoved in his face, startled for a moment while his ears almost seems to stand up on his head from the abruptness of it.

He ends up taking the flier and raises a brow.]


One way of forcing fliers onto people I guess.

[He's just. Going to try to sound like he isn't too surprised. Yup.]
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[personal profile] al_bhed 2020-08-09 08:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Out of the bakery strides Rikku with a tray of tiny pieces of cake with toothpicks sticking out of them. Unlike Lightning, her apron is properly tied on and frilled, and her hat sits firmly atop her head. The girl is still trying out different part time jobs around town, and this job is a less unpleasant than cutting up toads and less tiring than pounding dough.

The only downside is the self-control she has to practice. Free samples are for the customers, after all. If she wants to actually get paid, she can't eat them all. Sure, she's snuck a few over the course of her employment as a reward for a job well done, but overall she's been behaving herself.

She sees Lightning and sighs.]


You're not going to get anyone to come into the bakery that way, you know. You have to be nice about it!
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[personal profile] moneytwin 2020-08-10 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
[ There is nothing less likely to make someone smile -- or at least, smile sincerely -- than being told to do so. Even a photographer can ruin an image that way!

The whole frilly apron look is certainly an image that won't be going away either, though Vex can't help the grin that touches her lips.
]

No. Thank you.

I'm set for bread, and Trinket's forbidden any honey cakes right now. [someone overindulged at a certain carnival, and Vex hasn't not forgotten it. said bear shuffles his paws and looks Very Sad about this.] I hope they're at least paying you well to stand out here?
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[personal profile] recklessbelief 2020-08-10 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
[Those cute, tuggable ears pin themselves back a little as Akko's brow furrows itself.]

I know that, [she says before straightening back upright. Her expression relaxes, as do her ears.] But that's not how Puca's are wired. We treat everything sudden like it's gonna be a sword. You gotta announce yourself, not just shove something in our face like that.
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[personal profile] shadowsthedawn 2020-08-10 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
[Riku doesn't bother trying to lighten his footsteps, confident that he's ready to face whatever the tunnels have for him, whether they be wormipedes or Cwyld-infected nomads.

He's kneeling down next to one of the walls, collecting handfuls of the glowing algae growing across it, when a bright light illuminates his form. The glint of his Keyblade catches the light from its place strapped to his back.

With one arm raised across his eyes to avoid being blinded, he shifts to face the new arrival.]


Could you maybe lower that? [He means the flashlight, not quite able to see well enough to notice the barrel of her gunblade.]
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[personal profile] cointosser 2020-08-10 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
[With having spent far too much time all but trapped in Yennefer's cottage with her and Geralt, Jaskier grasps the first moment he can take to go off on his own while they fight again, or fuck, or, honestly, both. His arm is now a bit more professionally bandaged instead of wrapped in bits of cut up cloak, held up in a sling. Unfortunately, the injury has put him out of work for the time until he could find a more satisfying healer.

It's not the worst thing to happen. He'd much rather lose use of an arm for a week instead of his throat tearing itself apart again.

Normally a flier nearly thrown at him wouldn't so much throw him for a loop, except the jerk backwards makes his arm shift, leaving him wincing.]
Oww. Careful, would yo -- [Oh, hold up.] Thunder? No. That's not right. Give me a moment. [He doesn't allow even a full moment. The wonderful woman who introduced him to coffee when he was definitely only slightly drunk.] Lightning!

[He takes the flier with his uninjured arm without looking at it. He's much more interested in taking her in, though he wonders if she knows the correct way to wear an apron.] I must say, the apron suits. Matches your hair. Which I failed to mention is a very lovely color, you know, like... like a sun-ripened peach.

[That's right: Jaskier is sober, and probably even worse than before.]
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[personal profile] confectionerie 2020-08-10 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ Perhaps unsurprisingly, Ann has been set to the same task for the same reason. It's better that she's not in the kitchen, really. For all she loves baked goods, she doesn't know much about actually making them, and she knows her strengths. If she can get paid to look cute and hand out fliers, then she can't complain.

However, her coworker doesn't seem quite as enthused about the post, while the man she'd just shoved the flier at turns to leave with a disgruntled grumble. Ann calls after him, waving as cheerfully as she can: ]


We hope to see back soon! Take care!

[ And then she turns to Lightning, her expression a tad sheepish. ]

You know, I think he was really interested! Maybe if we start by telling them the specials...

[ Not so gruff, Lightning!!! ]
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๐Ÿ’ฅ team zero

[personal profile] apocryphas 2020-08-11 01:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[ After all the things Mordred had heard about a certain group of people, including from Lightning, she had since then been trying to encounter them. If they're truly as bad as the stories make them out to be, then they had to be eliminated without question. Father would do the same, she thinks, and it's a king's duty to crush evil.

Ideally, she had hoped to use herself as bait, being the reckless warrior that she is, but that idiot rabbit boy had to fall into their trap instead. Now it's become a rescue operation, but it's all the same to her in the end.

Following the scent of Sora, Mordred knows that she's close to finding his kidnappers. Time to get them before they get too far!

Except when she turns a corner in her search, she finds none other than Lightning instead. She recognises that pink hair from behind, at least, and wastes no time in drawing her blade... seemingly aimed at Lightning for now. ]


Where are they?

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