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[katabasis]

WHO: Wysteria Poppell, Flint, & U
WHAT: Catch-all for Kingsway
WHEN: Throughout the month - backtagged and forward dated to your heart's content.
WHERE: Kirkwall, various
NOTES: Wildcards welcome; let me know if you want some specific and I'll pull something together for us.

[Starters are in ye olde subthreads.]

Comments

[heirring]

"How wonderful. It's so important to have hobbies one can relax with. I've find I like a good, brisk walk now and again. Best if it's done in a wood or along a road where no one at all is likely to interrupt. I do my best thinking when left alone with my thoughts and allowed to charge about without any company whatsoever. Time for one's self without the obligation of entertaining anyone is so very gratifying."

She's relentless. And viciously oblivious, apparently.

[onlyhymns]

"Mm," Cade agrees, growing more anxious by the millisecond. Yes, alone time is very important. Quiet time. Without a battery of questions from a terrifyingly chipper stranger.
His hands twitch on his bow, really wanting to start again, but not daring to be so rude.

[heirring]

"I'm so glad we agree. It's always a relief to find a kindred spirit," she says, quite cheerfully and then - miraculously or nightmarishly - lapses abruptly into a clearly expectant silence. She gives him an encouraging smile.

[onlyhymns]

A long, painfully awkward pause, a stilted and uncomfortable nod from Cade, and he doesn't answer otherwise. Just Let Him Die

[heirring]

It stretches on, spinning outward for a long, torturous beat as Wysteria sits there with her hands folded in her lap until eventually her smile begins to droop just slightly at the corners. Eventually, she clears his throat and glances back toward the target at the end of the range.

"Well. I suppose I should let you get back to it, shouldn't I?"

[onlyhymns]

Cade nods rapidly. Maker, yes. Please. Free him

[heirring]

Wysteria lingers there, blinking and waiting. Will he not return to his study? Is he waiting for her to say something? After a moment, she offers:

"It was very nice meeting you--oh!"

She thrusts her hand out at him. "Excuse me. I've been awfully rude. I can only hope you'll forgive me. I'm Miss Poppell."

[onlyhymns]

Though alarmed by the sudden outburst, Cade at least understands it, and tentatively takes her hand to shake it. "Cade Harimann," he replies quietly. He'd invite her to stop by for archery lessons, but she is terrifying.

[heirring]

"It's my very sincere pleasure, Messr Harimann. Thank you so much for being such lovely company." That's-- not entirely true, but it's a very kind white lie. He had mostly answered all her questions, and what more can she really ask for?

"Please, don't let me keep you any longer from your practice. I'll sit here very quietly and only watch for a few minutes more if you don't mind."