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faderift2022-09-24 06:57 pm
incaenstrix) wrote in faderift2022-09-24 06:57 pm
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WHO: Character(s)
WHAT: Various open prompts for MAKING FRIENDS
WHEN: Eh, nowish
WHERE: Around the Gallows
NOTES: Potential references to slavery, anxiety, and injury.
WHAT: Various open prompts for MAKING FRIENDS
WHEN: Eh, nowish
WHERE: Around the Gallows
NOTES: Potential references to slavery, anxiety, and injury.
i. The Courtyard, night
There have been times in the past when Tertia has had a bed to sleep in. But when she was servus publicus, she slept on a thin pad on the hard floor, and when she was fighting with the People she slept in a bedroll out in the field. She had a bed with the Magister, though. Soft and stuffed with goose-down. Gentle cotton sheets.
So sleeping in a bed has proven to be nearly an impossibility. And so at night, she's been taking a blanket and a thin pillow out to the courtyard, and she's been laying them down on the ground beneath the stars - or the clouds - to sleep.
The downside to this, though: she's likely a near-invisible figure in the dark. Someone taking a late-night stroll might well trip over a small sleeping girl, or might be startled to find that something out of the corner of their eye when they're having a smoke is stirring, elf-eyes glinting in the dark.
ii. The Library, daytime
There are signs when someone isn't a particularly adept reader. Tertia bears those signs: her lips move as she reads, forming the sounds unconsciously, and her finger traces along the lines as she goes along. But she also doesn't waver. She sits for actual hours, focused intensely on the work, determination in the set of her jaw and the furrow of her brow.
iii. The Training Grounds, daytime; action brackets preferred
Excuse me.
[ A young elf woman might approach you while you're training. Her staff makes it clear that she's a mage. Her manner is softspoken and mild, and she asks - ]
Would you tell me a bit more about your fighting style? Where did you learn it?
iv. Wildcard
[ do WHATEVER ]
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[It ends with a small burst of laughter, more an exhalation of breath, a smile.]
And you're Tertia, right? I- heard you on the crystals, a couple of times.
[Also part of why she forgot to ask, or offer her own name.]
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[ A little flustered - ]
Yes. I've been - a little chatty, haven't I? There are certainly a lot of people to meet. I hope it hasn't been annoying.
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Don't feel... [Ellie wobbles a hand, to indicate some of way-] about that, by the way. I've been trying to figure her out ever since we met.
Did you get what you needed? With the magic tutoring?
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Well, I'm still not very good at it. And that's not fixed yet. But people have been helpful - it's just up to me to push myself, I think.
[ And, with Gwenaelle - ]
I do think she means well. She just doesn't seem to have a sense that - oh - people maybe don't necessarily know the things she knows, or the people.
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[Ellie's coming off of years now of not being able to figure out the roads that Gwen's mind chooses to take and why. She's starting to be fine with that.]
Do you- want someone to practice with? I'm a little more durable than some people, so you don't have to worry as much about hurting me if you fuck up.
[Because magic, and all.]
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[ Tertia cocks her head to the side, trying to determine whether that's bravado or an actual physical fact about her in some way. ]
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It's one of the things I can do with magic. It's not a shield, it just makes me a little harder to hurt for a little while.
So if you get through it, you're doing good.
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