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middaeg2020-08-10 11:46 am
AGURIL CATCH-ALL β’ OPEN!
When: Throughout Aguril
Where: All over Aefenglom
What: TBA
Warnings: Cussing, child labour, a very brief allusion to potential child injury, more TBA!
1st - 2nd august β’ poppin' parties.
( It isn't until after she and Siegfried have parted ways following the wedding fashion show that Nico begins feeling a little strange. You'd think that with a best friend as loved-up as Nero she'd be used to talk of vows, romance, and ever-lasting commitment, but the truth of it is that Nico has spent years fortifying herself against that sort of thing. She ducks out of those conversations, leaves Nero and Kyrie to do their thing when they start looking like they're about to start singing to each other, and throws herself into her work to avoid having to think about how all that exacerbates her own insecurities.
Bonding. Marriage. Depending on someone else and having someone else depend on you β even if it's just to make sure your magic doesn't go crazy and destroy someone's flowers again. Nico's understanding of relationships is that it's better to make sure you can survive alone, for all the best years of her life were spent under the wing of her adoptive grandmother. Justifying her self-imposed isolation leaves a bitter taste in the back of her throat, and the best way to deal with that?
Oh yeah. It's alcohol.
Fortunately for Nico, these celebrations are well-stocked with all sorts of silly, fancy drinks. She doesn't bother gathering up the skirts of her dress as she heads to one of the outdoor bars β shit, it isn't like she's going to wear the thing again anyway β and she sweeps a few strands of flyaway hair back from her face where it's loosened from the messy bun. )
Hey! My good-for-nothin' fiancΓ© just left me at the altar, anyone here gonna buy me a drink to commiserate?
( Her makeup is sparse but her lips have been painted a rich wine-red, and they curve into a confident smile as she brandishes her bouquet. )
Don't be shy, now.
9th - 15th august β’ forging ahead.
( It's taken Nico a while to gather up the things she'll need for her first real test-run at the Forge, but now that they're getting in to Aguril? She thinks it's about time to give it a shot.
She's had to un-learn a lot of what she already knew in order to make sense of the relationship between alchemy and magitech: it's not like back home, and alchemy doesn't work the way it did in her rotten father's notes, but a lot of the core fundamentals of magitech are reasonably mirrored in home-world physics. The kitchen table has been a half-decent workbench so far, but it's time to dream bigger.
Nico is going to need a lot of heat β and a fair bit of magic, too.
With Nero's man-flu all but cleared up she feels less guilty about leaving him home alone, and has gathered up the spare parts she's been collecting into a threadbare sack she found left-over from the cottage's previous residents. The malfunctioning devil breaker is going to be her experiment today: if she can get it to work again at even half the capacity it used to, it'll be a win, and she's hopeful that what she's learned (plus the materials she's gathered) will get her to her goal.
She's half-way to the Forge when the sack, already groaning under the weight of her tools, gives in to the strain of its burden. There's an almighty clatter as scrap metal and spare cogs scatter across the cobbled floor, the din only added to with an exasperated female: )
Fuck!
( Someone give her a hand? )
16th - 22nd august β’ hazard at the harbour.
( Now, Nico doesn't really like to talk about it all that much, but she's a sucker when it comes to helping out lost-looking kids. It's why she never means it when she complains about being roped into Nero and Kyrie's activity days, and it's why her muffins are practically famous among the children they look after. Nero knows all he'd have to do is call if they needed her to come over and do some minding.
The harbour kids hit that same chord deep within Nico's chest. Child labour? Strike one, because that should have gone out of fashion decades ago. Poor factory conditions? Strike two. If you're going to make orphaned children work, at least have the decency to make sure they're not going to get sick or injured on the job β especially if you've got them working with any kind of machinery.
... And speaking of. )
Now, have you all been listenin' to what I've said here?
( Nico is standing on a crate before an audience of kids with one hand on her hip, while the other gestures towards the machine's mechanism with the head of a screwdriver. )
It should work way better now, and you won't need to jam your fingers in there to unstick the wheels anymore.
( She suppresses a shudder at what might've happened had one of the children been too late in yanking their hand back out again. Nope, not gonna think about that. Moving on. )
If I catch any of you geniuses messin' with my work, don't think I won't come down here an' find you. My best friend? He's a dragon. Andβ ( She says pointedly, reaching down to procure the basket she'd stashed behind the crate. ) I won't bring you any more of my world famous muffins. Got it?
wildcard + ooc notes!
Or hit me with something else! Prompt dates are just the dates between which I'd prefer these interactions to happen! I'm not fussy about getting specific, it's just so that I can keep an eye on where she is and what she's doing. Feel free to message me any time if you'd like to plot something out, otherwise have at her.
( ooc: This is open to all! Feel free to message me any time if you'd like to plot something out, I can be found on Plurkscry or Discord @ pearls#4530. Thanks! )
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( And hey, who is Nico to turn down such a generous offer? That smile brightens: )
'Cause man, I'd really appreciate it β and I'll be sure to find a way to say thanks.
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Yeah, no problem! Wait right there!
[And off he goes! It really doesn't take him too long, either; Prompto returns with a bag in about ten minutes.]
Ta-da!
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( Nico doesn't get a chance to comment on the cute curl of his tail as it starts to wag β all of a sudden he's off! She has to hand it to the guy, his enthusiasm is pretty endearing, and by the time he returns Nico has gathered up the majority of her runaway scrap. )
Oh β hey, you weren't kidding about being close, huh?
( She lifts her armful. )
You hold it open, I'll dump it in?
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[Tail still wagging, Prompto holds the bag for the woman. He knows he knows her voice, too, but where...]
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( That wagging catches Nico's eye as she's carefully letting the pieces spill into the bag, and she very nearly drops a piece before righting it in the nick of time. )
Uh ... does it always do that when you're helpin' people out?
( A little tongue in cheek, but then is there really a more "normal" way of bringing up someone's tail? )
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[Wagwag.]
Yeah, it does. Or just if I'm in a good mood. You get used to it.
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( You get used to it, huh? Nico supposes that must be true: most of the people she's seen with more advanced transformations seem to be getting on with their lives just fine, and this guy's canine situation isn't half as extreme as some of the other stuff she's seen. )
Well, it's kinda cute. Suits you, I think.
( She offers a playful wink. )
How'd you feel about keepin' me company on the way to the forge? Just in case there's any more uh ... bag-related mishaps.
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Sure!
[A beat.]
Were you the lady asking about magitek lessons on the network, by the way?