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[samahl]

WHO: Cyril and OPEN
WHAT: The first time that Cyril has opened his stall for a long time but he seems distracted rather than engaging others the way he usually does.
WHEN: A week or so after Sina's death
WHERE: The Gallows - Specifically Cyril's stall at the Gallows.
NOTES: This might eventually result in some discussions of grief and parental death. Close CR might get him to talk a bit about what happened in Pel's nightmare too so all of those warnings may apply.

It has been nearly a month since Cyril has been at his stall. First business with the Inquisition had pulled him away, then a shortage of supplies, then Sina's death and everything surrounding it. Finally, though, he has some wares out to be bought by any who are interested.

There are some basic traps, spring loaded traps, and then, as always, his puzzle boxes. The different items are organized carefully on the table and displayed for any who happen by. Usually, Cyril would be playing with one of the boxes to show how they work, or engaging with those who paused at the stall.

Now, though, he focuses on a sketch he's working on. When someone comes by he smiles at them, and offers pleasant conversation, but rather than being his usually vibrant self he seems a bit withdrawn. He sits by the stall and works on drawing the shape of a woman's face.

If anyone manages to catch what he's working on, they may notice that she resembles him. Or rather, that he resembles her. He had inherited most of his looks from her after all.

Comments

[el_tybs]

Since Cyril's stall was the in the Gallows, Sam didn't frequent it very often, but today he was making a point in visiting. He had noticed that there was a change in Cyril, not just his mood. Sina's death was still fresh, and he was sure it contributed in some way, but it seemed like there was more then just grief in play here. It didn't help that he hadn't been around for a bit, what with having been in Nevarra - even if he had stayed at the sidelines for most of it.

Sam doesn't approach the stall right away, watching from afar for a bit, but eventually he makes his way over. "Hey," he says softly, heading tilting a bit as if still trying to puzzle something together as he looks at Cyril. "Slim pickings today?"

[gottakeeponejumpahead]

"So ... should I be disturbed that you are drawing yourself?" Adasse asked suddenly from over Cyril's shoulder. Had he snuck up on the other elf? Maybe. He put his chin on Cyril's shoulder. He tipped his chin a little then let out soft grunt of surprise.

"Oh no, that's a girl there, isn't it? Different cheekbones, and all. Close though." He stands up straight, and turns to lean on the table, giving him a cheerfully lazy smile.

[justice_is_blond]

He's got specific errands to run, stalls he wants to pick up things from, but seeing Cyril back at the stalls means Anders takes a deliberate detour. He'll get the work done later; it's not like he ever doesn't get it done.

"Hello." It's been a rough week, this last one, and he's not sure how Cyril's holding up. Anders points to the drawing with his chin. "Who's that?"

[crowncitizen]

Seeing Cyril at his stall, Prompto detours from his intended destination and meanders on over. Cheery as always, he approaches the stall with a smile, inspecting what Cyril has to offer. Traps wouldn't be a bad investment, given that he's a scout and all. There's just the matter of using them and not accidentally trapping his own foot or something.

"Hey-a, Cyril! I didn't know you made traps." This is what he gets for not paying attention more. As he glances over at the elf to wave, he then finally notices what he's doing. "Or that you draw."

[keenly]

The woman is very beautiful. After a moment, Colin sits down by Cyril to watch.

"You're very talented," he says admiringly.