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01 | Open | General introduction and foundation building
WHO: Waver
WHAT: Waver getting to grips with surroundings
WHEN: Post inital arrival on 8 Firstfall-End of th month
WHERE: Location
NOTES: Content warnings, OOC notes, links to other relevant posts, etc.
WHAT: Waver getting to grips with surroundings
WHEN: Post inital arrival on 8 Firstfall-End of th month
WHERE: Location
NOTES: Content warnings, OOC notes, links to other relevant posts, etc.
I. Stables
Staying near the stables so much isn't exactly a good choice, Waver knew. It meant he smelled like horse constantly, and the smell lingered in his hair most of all. Lingering also made him look just as much as a fish out of water as he felt, but such things weren't quite as important as why he insisted on frequenting the area so much: horses meant fast transport. Fast transport meant greater paths to learning outside of the immediate area. And being thrown into another world entirely, Waver wanted to learn everything he could as quickly as he could. He was at a disadvantage now, and he disliked it intensely.
So he stayed, watching tack go on and off the horses, memorizing the order of events. Observing horses and their personalities, so that he knew which ones might eventually accommodate someone who had never rode a horse before. Trying to figure out who to approach for lessons with minimizing awkwardness or needing to take up more of Iskandar's time. It was a delicate balance of observation, and one that got involving after some time. Enough involvement to ignore the rest of his surroundings, and for him to become more obvious than he'd like.
Then again, it was fairly hard to miss a strange tall man in a red coat, looking at horses like he was going to write a book on them.
II. Outside
One thing that Waver had insisted on doing, was adamant about doing, was trying to keep himself doing was walking the grounds and trying to learn them as quickly as possible. Certainty staying with and near Iskandar would be safe enough for his untrained self whose primary form of self defense was starting to dwindle, but on the off chance of something going wrong or else getting separated, Waver wanted to have some routes available to him.
But he was informed by his desire for safety as he was by Iskandar's preference for staying outside of the primary buildings, sleeping in a stable or a tent like the man was on one of his legendary campaigns. Waver had to admit, perhaps there was something there, but not something he wanted to dwell on.
So he simply walked time and again, retracing paths, a cigar sticking out of his mouth and the smoke billowing ahead of him, the acrid smell announcing his approach. From time to time, he took the thing out and examined it, before muttering, "Where can I get a steady supply of these anyway? I'm nearly out."
III. Additional
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"Ah, lovely, a university with insane restrictions and a love of hierarchy!" Waver snorted. That was the most familiar ground he had encountered so far. "And actually, I bet I could if any of them are akin to my own colleagues."
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As for red lyrium's spread...Christine might be monitoring that. I haven't talked to her about such things in a while, but I wouldn't be at all surprised if she has some records on it. I'll have to catch up with her sooner than later."
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It was a guess, but a reasonable one. "If you have that conversation, could you let me know what comes of it?"
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"Is the traveling by choice or simply a part of the job?"
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"Usually back home, I'll travel a little when I'm not working. So the question here is less when will I get bored and more what will grab my interest. After I figure out how to ride a horse, mind you."
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She really ought to just start having a map handy, for these rifter encounters. Explaining with a visual aid makes it so much easier. Making a mental note to do something but that later, she nods. "Horse riding can take some getting used to, especially when you have to do it for hours on end, but it's the most common means of transportation and there's no getting around it. And I ought to warn that what will work for a horse won't necessarily win over another kind of mount. Dracolisks can be finicky and nuggalopes are stubborn as hell." Challenge accepted, for her, but Korrin knows not everyone else wants to spend their time on that.
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He had been working on learning the map though, and so he had a general idea of where Antiva and Rivain were. If only he had a mobile device for looking at them on the fly. "Well, I figure that if I learn the most common sort of transportation, then I can work on those that are more specialized and require greater skills beyond 'I learned how to do this two days ago.'"
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Normally, she's not anyone's example for a morning person but every so often, her internal clock forgets that and decides to ride or train or whatever.
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As for food, Waver gave a shrug. "And I don't mind moving into the kitchen at all. I might scrounge up a cup of tea for myself."
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Waver can imagine it all too well. Yelling, grumping, withdrawl, then begrudging acceptance. He's pleased as anything that such a horror will never come to pass.
"I think I've only seen them briefly, and thus haven't had too much time for observation. But I'll take your word for it, and the vouch of confidence."