middaeg | [Open] July quests

Who: Fang and Open!
When: Any time between 7/3-7/13
Where: Aristocratic district, and outside the city
What: Quests: Pickpockets, and Cartography/Lucky Ingredients (stellar bear hunting)
Warnings: none yet

I. Thick as Thieves - Aristocratic District

["They're not human," the ad had said. If it weren't for the constant snowfall plaguing the district, the mystery thieves might have been easy to catch. Hell, they might still be. They're so amateur it hurts.]

[Fang hadn't expected to be loitering around, shoveling snow off the walkways for a bunch of stuck-up pricks, but sometimes, the snowfall wasn't heavy enough and some careless footprints needed erasing. Hope you weren't investigating that trail.]

[Or maybe you did question one of the pranksters, but they insisted it couldn't be them. How could it be? The monster lady had been showing him and his friends a mirrorbound-world game. Or they were in a snow fight, just ask the monster lady that got caught in the cross-fire. Or—]

[You get the idea. They were conveniently around the "monster lady" at the time of the crime.]

II. Multi-tasking

Ooh, I was hopin' we'd see one of these.

[Fang keeps her voice low, but doesn't bother masking the excitement in it. She crouches largely behind a fallen log, looking down at a clearing below the ridge she's on.]

[A stellar bear forages below—a long, lean creature with glowing dots tracing the constellations of this new world along its hide. The creature looked deceptively small, on all fours like that; maybe no taller than a wolf. The wildlife of Gran Pulse, the behemoths in particular, taught Fang not to underestimate it. Its limbs might be lanky, but they hid power beneath the shaggy coat, and when it stood up, it'd probably dwarf a person.]

There's some real claws on that thing. We should give it a go, while Melv's busy mappin' that last part.

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[She arched a brow when the witch stuttered. Honestly, Fang wasn't even trying to embarrass her this time. Fang knew this dedication went beyond their roles as Bonded, and certainly had something to do with whatever was developing between them, but it was a guess any deeper than that.]

[If she knew specifically why, boy would she get a lot of mileage out of that. Probably.]

That was convincing, [Fang casually drawled, taking another gulp of the tea to give Ursula more time to recover. She was getting used to the flow of their conversations.] You know I take your hospitality seriously, yeah? I'll come back.

And if I get lonely while you're gone, it's not as if I have no friends here, so it's fine! [ She laughed, though not anymore convincing than her insistence on only doing this out of responsibility, and also volunteered way more information than was probably necessary.

Honestly, it even came as a bit of a surprise to Ursula, given how used she was to living alone. Fantasies about Croix aside, she'd been something of a recluse among the Luna Nova faculty for years since coming on to the staff. She didn't take company, she didn't really visit others. Living alone had honestly been her preferred sort of life for a long time.

Maybe it was just the Bond, she thought, making her feel like that... ]

[...Ursula.]

[Fang just stared. That was absolutely more information than was necessary. Fang settled a hand on her own hip during the long pause.]

...You okay?

[ ... No. No she wasn't. ]

So how pathetic did that sound, on a scale of 1 to 10?

[It took Fang a moment to blink through the onslaught of mortification, and she couldn't stop the outburst of laughter that followed. There was... a lot to unpack, from that little bit. This woman...]

8 or 9. You keep a point for bein' self-aware.

[But damned if Ursula's outburst about lonely didn't strike a chord. That sort of desperation to have someone around (to have her specifically around) was so heartbreakingly familiar. Even if the witch didn't want to influence Fang's decisions regarding the Wilde, there was no way around it. Not anymore.]

Maybe I should be the one worryin' about you. [Beneath her amusement and a little swell of adoration, there actually as a genuine spark of concern.]

[ And now the tables had turned, with her the one being fussed over. Guilt swelled back up in Ursula's heart, causing her to shake her head, offering a weak smile and words that likely wouldn't do much to convince. ]

No, no, it's... It's fine. Like I said, I have friends. One of them is in the Coven infirmary right now, and could use my support.

[The excuse was about as weak as that smile. Fang's concern was going nowhere.]

The infirmary? What for?

He got sick. Which from what I'm told about his, uh. Kind. Is going to be a first time experience for him. So I think having a friendly face around to assure him he's not succumbing to some weakness. He's got a... sensitive ego, I guess you could say.

[ But that really wasn't the issue here. Ursula knew. Fang was sincerely worried about Ursula being able to handle herself now that they were bonded, facing a lengthy period apart. She sighed, shaking her head. ]

I... I didn't mean to make you worry. This is all just... new to me. I was fine being on my own for most of my life, and now it suddenly feels... not as fine. But I'll adjust. I promise.

That's why I'm worried. I've seen what loneliness does to people in the long run. [Felt what it does, Fang doesn't say. She wondered how deep those cracks run, to provoke that kind of clinginess.] Saw it all the time in my gang—my old one. There's no shame in it.

[Which was easy for her to say, considering Fang only bore a single ounce of shame in her body, and that ounce was usually on vacation.] If you're ever havin' a rough time of it, I'm not gonna brush you off.

[Fang tilted her head, smiling slightly, and gently poked Ursula's forehead with a knuckle.] But if you've got friends for the job, that's fine too.

[ Ursula giggled slightly at the poke, rubbing at her forehead and feeling her mood start to lighten back up. Fang had that effect on her, she supposed. Probably more profoundly than either was currently willing to dissect. ]

Just... don't stay out there too long, I guess. Come back every few days or so. Sound like a fair compromise?

[There's that tiny surge of affection again, when Ursula giggled, Fang's smile growing in turn.]

I can live with that. Not like I'm headin' out now, anyways.

[Which reminded her... Fang fought a shiver again, emptying the thermos.] Moons're gonna hit me tonight or tomorrow. Not sure what time all that starts. Figured it'd be good to have you around 'til I'm sure exactly how many screws I'm gonna have loose.

[ Ursula hadn't forgotten, nodding. ]

I'll be there with you through every bit of it.

'preciate it.

[Fang passed the thermos back, rolling a shoulder.] I'm gonna go warm up in those springs before the sun sets—my back's killin' me after all that damn shovel work. I'll be back at your place by evening, 'kay?

I tried them earlier. You'll enjoy it. [ Assuming she doesn't get into a soul-baring conversation with someone, which seemed to happen way too often to Ursula lately. Maybe it was just her luck. ]

I'll have dinner ready for you when you get there. Something nice and meaty.

[Geez, stop wearing your soul on your sleeve Ursula.]

Listen to you, thinkin' ahead like that. [The monster part of her was actually pretty stoked about that. Fang chuckled, pulling her cloak around her and starting towards the baths.] Looking forward to it.

[ Ursula figured Fang would approve, but it still made her a bit giddy to hear it, giving an enthusiastic nod and wave back to her. She didn't dally about much, realizing that she hadn't actually finished *shopping* for said dinner and started to make her way to the butcher shop with a little skip in her step... ]

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