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The soft breathing from Mari let the room fall into silence, and Raidou would stand up and move to the cabinet and take one of the rough linen blankets out. A function over fashion slice of bedding, a cold bluish grey color opening his arms and allowing it to spin itself out into full size. He'd move to the table top, folding the bag into a makeshift pillow and giving Mari just a bit more comfort so she wouldn't wake up sore. The man would pluck her up gingerly, finding the count that he's carried the woman to be more frequent than most. Names roared to life as they'd sink through his calm dem

Mari nodded, feeling weary. "Yeh but....I still have things I want to talk about." She persisted, as though she didn't want this moment between them to end, a world all of their own tucked away in the depths of some unknown dungeon, a chance to truly speak to each other and just let everything be known. She protested against her own bodies weariness. "Like..." Mari rubbed her eyes, getting distracted as the bird ruffled its feathers, causing a flurry of down and damper to shower her. Mari sneezed. "I feel like you've earned yours too yanno." His happiness. That is. Now Mari had a moment she di

Fall damage was null...buffered, okay -- maybe negligible at worst. Drowning on the other hand? Elora had already watched that one play out before. Hands anchored to the side of the vessel before her mind could even _ an escape plan. Someone was briefing them on how to dive with proper form. She couldn't care less. It didn't matter how she fell, but where. And as far as she was concerned, there were only two options. Like a cat frantically trying to escape a bathtub, she climbed over the boat's ledge. Time seemed to stand still for a matter of seconds as their perspective shift from horiz

The man would clear off a space for Mari to set herself for some shut eye. Undoubtedly given that she wasn't as experienced with wearing Raidou's little curse she was far more exhausted then he was. Moreover the man knew that all that they had discussed had likely left her with a lot to process, so even more to pile on was allowed to fall away. Mentally taxed she'd well earned her breather. The little nook they had found themselves sitting in to wade out the potential searching while their strengths returned, while the players they had slain could potentially have allies running to and from th

Excitement rose as she takes his hand. The piano, it was something that she wanted to learn but aside from her voice being her only instrument, she didn't even know the basics. Apparently that was what he was intending. He showed her in letter formatting of how it worked. Fingers lightly tapped each key so that she could hear the difference in tempo. Eruda's was fixated on everything he was saying and showing her. He started to play a rather basic song, something with not a bunch of notes but it was still beautiful. When he was done he allow her to try, the first couple times she messed it up.

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"What little furniture we do have, more like the windows wouldn't be safe" she could help but chuckle. Looking down at herself, she thought this was fine but she would do what Raidou says. Running up stairs to her designer room, glancing to the dresses but she didn't want to ruin any of them. Eyeing another section, shaking her head. Looking in the stuff that she originally made for Freya, slowly dragging each hanger to the right against the metal rack. Stopping at a set, blushing a bit. She never wears stuff like this but it looked the most fitting out of what she had. Walking down the s

"Simple, you don't need them here. They are a proxy created solely to remind you that you still breathe. Something tangible like a tether to reality." Th “Ah.” That made sense. Raidou continued to explain it as Mari let the necklace go, it fell back against his chest and out of sight. Mari shifted, finding a place to lie her back down on the table. It was similar to Freyd using the void to step around. He had some sort of tether too didn’t he? As convenient as these tools were, there was an unspoken insidious side to them. Getting trapped in between everything would be…dire. With no need

Raidou would push on his glasses, conveying that look of deeper thought. The man could honestly think of very little that would qualify to be written on any such list. His personal motivations and goals were a lot more grounded, and a lot less expressed in bouts of whimsy. Taking another swig of his glass, the air had done it some good, making it a lot less acidic. "Well, perhaps in time I will give it a little more of an honest attempt." Raidou offered the girl the subtle reply, there was little reason he didn't cook on the regular other then it was already done when he arrived. It wasn't tha

The man turns the book inward toward his chest, leaning into Elda as she'd come up to pay him a greeting all her own. "Not too long, about 10 minutes or so. Enjoy your break?" He'd ask as she'd trail away, seeking out a cup of her own. As she'd take a seat he'd listen intently to her reasoning, paying her a earnest smile. Sitting close he'd fold the book up and place it down on the table, finding her curiosity a bit involved in his own past. So Kasumi had been playing teacher to Elda in regards to Mugen Tenshin. At least his own bastardized variation of it, that his father clearly did not appr

A hard swallow as she was trying really hard not to choke on her food. Watching Raidou's face pucker from the potency on the mixture, it was amusing. It wasn't something that she saw very often from the man. Reluctantly she takes another sip, it takes her a moment to actually get it down but when she does her eyes shut as she quickly shakes her head. "Jeeze" no context but they both knew. Taking a deep inhale, it was some strange strong stuff. She would wonder how much it would take before the weird feeling would show up. "Yes, yes you should..." eyes meeting his. "I know, its why I wanted to

NAME Masaki Maki AGE 32 GENDER Female RACE Japanese HEIGHT 183cm WEIGHT 63kg BIRTHDAY 19/7 DOCUMENTS Domicile Cache ASSETS [one.] [two.] [three.] Enigmata Majora - Fates' Elegy APPEARANCE Unusually tall and sturdy, especially among Japanese women Eni tends to

The ring of a notification catches the mans attention, and with a mild sense of reluctance he'd flip it open and his eyes would dart back an forth as he'd read it. "Guess duty calls. Its been fun Lessa." The man would tap the white powder off his hands with a quick pair of claps, standing and looking across the bar to Alexander. Tapping out the necessary coin with a few extra for a tip, helping to keep the lights on although Lessa was probably already paying most their bills at this point. "She was, and still is. Haine is still enjoying her life, free from all the baggage we live through on th

Deep even breaths, in through her nose and out through her mouth. Blinking her eyes open as she sees Raidou sitting there reading... She didn't even hear him come in, no click of the door, no tapping of his boots no nothing... Getting the her feet rather quickly, "When the heck did you get home" she would question as she walks to the kitchen with her cup in hand grabbing some more tea herself. She barely drank coffee anymore, she has come to like the blends of tea. She did have to add a bit a sugar so that it wasn't so bitter but that was fine. It was probably better for her anyway. Setting th

Pouring himself a bit of the wine, the smell was immediately potent to the nose. So strong he could damn near taste it from just a sniff. A very small sip had one of his eyes almost shut completely as it was very obviously alcoholic. How the hell the man had achieved the consistency of a spirit in fermented grapes was an entirely new realm of unfeasibility. Finally setting his eyes on Elda, who was wandering around in nothing more then a T-shirt that he wasn't even entirely sure where she got it from. Making sure to keep the cork off the wine and let it breathe a little, the stuff needed it. H

Rushing up the stairs into her room of creations. It was full of a large assortment of outfits but none that she really wanted to wear. It was rounding sunset and she didn't want to put the same thing on as it was painted with dirt spots. "Great" saying with a sigh. She didn't have much in the way of night gowns, the only sex lace stuff that Simmone gave her. Looking through them it was all so oof... Deciding that she was just going to wear a long white t-shirt, she pulls it off the hanger. A shower was needed, that water was not the cleanest and she could feel it on her skin. Not only that bu

The man would wander through the threshold, as punctual as always and offering his robe to the rack. Unfurling the belt slung across his chest, removing the ebon vanguard and auric sunlight from the spaces that they rested behind his right shoulder. He'd look to Elda who had taken a space in the center of the large room that they did most of their existing in. This was a rather new addition, an odd new activity that he'd not seen her do up until now. Clearly she was trying to still her mind or relax, which of the two the nomad was not entirely sure. Raidou would move to the set of drawers and

Eruda had her fun without having to worry herself too much on her surroundings, sadly he cannot be too invested into it. Perhaps in another time or place he'd have the opportunity but not here. Where threats could very well wander into the place and take advantage. The crystal pulled from the bottom of the lake, the girl would bring it back up to return it to him. He'd give it a couple of shakes before adding it back into his pocket. Playing the part of the stalwart sentinel as she'd collect her belongings and ask to have a quick return home. "I can, plenty of charges left." The man comments r

Eruda spent all day making a new outfit, one that she was wearing now. A baggy pair of white sweat pants and a light pink tank top that went just above her stomach, with the red fabric holding her hair out of her face. Instead of making dinner tonight she just grabbed a few selections of bread from Ryllae's shop. She was excited to share the new creations that she made. One that contained peach and the other a apple. She went into detail of how she made them, something about mashing each fruit and blending it with the dough mix. Eruda suggest that next time she could chop each fruit up instead

Closing her eyes with her head up allowing the water to pour down on her face. She was under one of the lesser currents so the splashing didn't hurt in a way. She was not expecting him to come in, but she was glad that he was even here to share even a fraction of this experience. Hearing a slight muffled sound, music. She swims about a foot forward to see a rainbow rave inside the already purple liquid. Her eyes gleam with excitement, "Wow" is all she could say. It was nothing like anything that she had ever seen before. "Thank you" looking up at him, seeing that he was watching her. Smiling w

The man reaches up to his shoulders, removing the robe from it folding it neatly up as to prevent it from taking on water. It reveals the belt of his twin sheathes running across his chest, from his right shoulder and beneath his left arm. The two sword handles perched there normally just beneath his robe. The riding waves slowly bleeding in from above. Eruda was clearly having a great time. "I cannot say that I have ever done it, but I am sure I can manage." Raidou offered limply with a smile all his own. The girl would start to strip and mingle out into the pool of water, causing the nomad t

There was little else in demand, little else that required direct involvement. Raidou had no where else to be, and within that absence he held comfortably to the act of existing. A conversation despite the gravity with an old friend, the gentle trickle of a single pitter patter of water slipping through some crack above. The smell of burnt soil that muddied them both, even the faint rhythmic thrumming of Mari's heart beat. As if the entire world had been placed on pause, and it did not demand attention. "Simple, you don't need them here. They are a proxy created solely to remind you that you s

Opening the lids of various crates seemed to be the easiest way to find what they were looking for. It was odd though, considering most ships would have the lids of their cargo nailed down to keep things from breaking or falling out. This was a game though and that logic didn't always apply. Katoka felt relieved that Mari was keeping the odd fish man away from her while she searched. She still let her left hand rest on the hilt of her weapon just in case. "Freyd is..." she opened another crate and smiled at the contents. Several bottles willed with an amber liquid. "He's not a bad person.

"Strike me down?! BISCH! I crawled my way outta you!" Eyes twitching with unbridled madness, Akir lunched and slashed with unrepentant fury, marring Mari's hair with a few close calls. Despite her reckless aggression, Mari's blow had infected the Gemini's black bile body with a poison deeper than any venomous spite it could inflict upon her. Years of suffering, introspection and pain had inured her against her demon's heart's dark impulses, at least enough to recognize them for what they were and to deny them purchase. Every tragedy, every loss, every death that had torn at her from w

“Ah, um, my hand just slipped on the door. Also, it was getting a little hot in the carriage. Just a lot of heat. That’s my bad.” Mari waved Arcanthus off, “Dun worry…dun worry.” She didn’t want to make the brunette uncomfortable. Mari pointed at the bottle of snake whiskey. “Can I?” She was beginning to sober up a little too much for her liking. Arcanthus nodded and passed it to her. Mari threw her head back and drank. Bitter it wasn’t like most whiskeys she enjoyed. This one was oaky, maybe a little too much peat for her liking. “Erhhh…soso.” Mari slurred as she passed the bottle back.