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Bring on your forces of nature | July Catchall
Characters: Pepper Potts, Devin Parker, and you!
Date: July
Location: Around Aifaran
Situation: Pepper has an inan stalker and is learning new skills. Devin is, to no one's surprise, brooding.
Warnings/Rating: None yet, will add as needed.
A. [Pepper] Faith 2 | Early July | Open
"Ow!" Pepper yelps loudly when an inan she was attempting to make friends with nearly takes a chunk out of her finger. The bite doesn't actually break skin, but it hurts, and she gets up to leave since clearly it doesn't want company.Bring on the storm that's raging
It follows her. All attempts to shoo it off fail, and if Pepper didn't know any better she would think it was giving her the stink eye. For an entire week. She'd be more grumpy about the resulting inability to do magic if it weren't so cute, and it seems slightly less annoyed with her when she allows it into the townhouse (after consulting with Bakura, of course, and checking to see how it got along with Diabound).
B. [Pepper] Opara Core | Mid July | Open
So, Tony's gone. He might be back. Pepper hopes he'll be back, and not just for Gene's sake. It's weird having him gone after almost three years in this world together, and it was weird enough not living in the same house. Being worlds away is taking some adjustment for everyone.
Gene can, probably, do repairs on Pepper's armor even if Tony never returns, but there's something to be said for learning to do it herself. Aifaran has more tech and more metal than Keeliai did, and so she's at the Opara Core to pester some techs into either teaching her how to do electrical engineering or direct her to a place she can. She's got one of the Rescue gauntlets in hand as she walks around the facility to use as an example.
C. [Devin] Dreaming Bridge | Backdated to June | Zephyr
The conversation with X is… tense, to say the least. Devin isn't expecting the reactions he gets and is even less equipped to deal with them. He's consequently even more haggard-looking when he emerges from X's room at the Bridge than when he entered, and he almost startles when he sees Zephyr still standing there. The distraction of helping X sort through his life was enough to make him forget the impromptu guard.
His eyes narrow. "How much has X told you?" Devin asks without preamble.
D. [Devin] Commerce 5 | Early July | Open
In pursuit of a sword that would serve him better than the beater he's been practicing with, Devin is investigating a number of shops where good-quality weapons can be found. He needs one that won't break on him once he's in better form.
He stops dead in the street when he sees his old pattern sword on display in a blacksmith's window. It takes him several minutes to grapple with the feelings it brings up, and then to go inside and explain it belongs to him - and when asked how much it costs, the owner smiles at him and hands it over for free. Swords know their masters, is all she says, offering a warm smile. Devin departs a few minutes later, staring down at the remnant of his past like it might crumble in his hands. Drawing it a few inches from the scabbard reveals it is still in perfect condition. It should be in England, but it's found him here.
E. [Devin] Arts 2 | Mid July | Open
As part of his general avoidance strategy, Devin is taking to mapping out the city again. The habit is one he's kept up in Aifaran but he hasn't engaged in it so intensely since he first arrived. For some reason, this seems like a good time to vanish into far-flung streets and investigate not only the ground level but the three-dimensional details that could be pertinent in case of attack. He needs to learn the city like the back of his hand, and for a solid week whenever he's not in the library or sleeping, he's out sketching and notating important bits of information he might need. If Devin is out at night, he'll also be carrying the pattern sword that appeared earlier in the month.
F. [Bobby] Dreaming Bridge | X
Bobby is still looking for alternate accommodations so she can escape the necessity of a roommate, but for the moment she is stuck here. At least it's better than some of the crappy motels she'd spent time in during her last tour of Earth, and the roommate is easy enough to scare into leaving her alone. Most of the time she's at the Bridge, she's in one of the lounges reading about the archipelago, sitting in one of the squashy armchairs as though it were a throne.
G. Wildcard!
(OOC: Let me know if you want a specific starter, or feel free to create your own!)
Date: July
Location: Around Aifaran
Situation: Pepper has an inan stalker and is learning new skills. Devin is, to no one's surprise, brooding.
Warnings/Rating: None yet, will add as needed.
A. [Pepper] Faith 2 | Early July | Open
"Ow!" Pepper yelps loudly when an inan she was attempting to make friends with nearly takes a chunk out of her finger. The bite doesn't actually break skin, but it hurts, and she gets up to leave since clearly it doesn't want company.Bring on the storm that's raging
It follows her. All attempts to shoo it off fail, and if Pepper didn't know any better she would think it was giving her the stink eye. For an entire week. She'd be more grumpy about the resulting inability to do magic if it weren't so cute, and it seems slightly less annoyed with her when she allows it into the townhouse (after consulting with Bakura, of course, and checking to see how it got along with Diabound).
B. [Pepper] Opara Core | Mid July | Open
So, Tony's gone. He might be back. Pepper hopes he'll be back, and not just for Gene's sake. It's weird having him gone after almost three years in this world together, and it was weird enough not living in the same house. Being worlds away is taking some adjustment for everyone.
Gene can, probably, do repairs on Pepper's armor even if Tony never returns, but there's something to be said for learning to do it herself. Aifaran has more tech and more metal than Keeliai did, and so she's at the Opara Core to pester some techs into either teaching her how to do electrical engineering or direct her to a place she can. She's got one of the Rescue gauntlets in hand as she walks around the facility to use as an example.
C. [Devin] Dreaming Bridge | Backdated to June | Zephyr
The conversation with X is… tense, to say the least. Devin isn't expecting the reactions he gets and is even less equipped to deal with them. He's consequently even more haggard-looking when he emerges from X's room at the Bridge than when he entered, and he almost startles when he sees Zephyr still standing there. The distraction of helping X sort through his life was enough to make him forget the impromptu guard.
His eyes narrow. "How much has X told you?" Devin asks without preamble.
D. [Devin] Commerce 5 | Early July | Open
In pursuit of a sword that would serve him better than the beater he's been practicing with, Devin is investigating a number of shops where good-quality weapons can be found. He needs one that won't break on him once he's in better form.
He stops dead in the street when he sees his old pattern sword on display in a blacksmith's window. It takes him several minutes to grapple with the feelings it brings up, and then to go inside and explain it belongs to him - and when asked how much it costs, the owner smiles at him and hands it over for free. Swords know their masters, is all she says, offering a warm smile. Devin departs a few minutes later, staring down at the remnant of his past like it might crumble in his hands. Drawing it a few inches from the scabbard reveals it is still in perfect condition. It should be in England, but it's found him here.
E. [Devin] Arts 2 | Mid July | Open
As part of his general avoidance strategy, Devin is taking to mapping out the city again. The habit is one he's kept up in Aifaran but he hasn't engaged in it so intensely since he first arrived. For some reason, this seems like a good time to vanish into far-flung streets and investigate not only the ground level but the three-dimensional details that could be pertinent in case of attack. He needs to learn the city like the back of his hand, and for a solid week whenever he's not in the library or sleeping, he's out sketching and notating important bits of information he might need. If Devin is out at night, he'll also be carrying the pattern sword that appeared earlier in the month.
F. [Bobby] Dreaming Bridge | X
Bobby is still looking for alternate accommodations so she can escape the necessity of a roommate, but for the moment she is stuck here. At least it's better than some of the crappy motels she'd spent time in during her last tour of Earth, and the roommate is easy enough to scare into leaving her alone. Most of the time she's at the Bridge, she's in one of the lounges reading about the archipelago, sitting in one of the squashy armchairs as though it were a throne.
G. Wildcard!
(OOC: Let me know if you want a specific starter, or feel free to create your own!)
Bobby | Garren's Design Studio
"I know you want brighter colors," she said patiently, "But this look needs to be soft. The cut of the neckline and the hints of lace need to be more romantic than bright."
The kedan gentleman frowned and mentioned the flare of the skirt, gesturing to the sketches.
"Let me show you."
Valdis picked up a pencil and quickly redid the sketches. Garren brought her the colored pencils as she perched on a stool and started to give him an idea of what she was looking for. He was nodding as she filled in the design.
"If you want to add a pop of color, consider a bright pump to contrast the paler tones."
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Finding this shop didn't take too long once she had the designer's name, and Bobby did her due diligence in scoping it out before actually entering. The subject of that curious post was here, which was too much a temptation to resist. Being without her powers, she would need to be careful.
Bobby walked into the shop and let her eyes slide over the woman and the designer, to settle on a dazzling piece that she would certainly make even more gorgeous.
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"Garren," Valdis whispered, knowing that Bobby would hear, "Please go out the back."
The designer looked at her, a puzzled expression on his face, but he didn't argue, simply put down the canister of pencils and moved to the back room. Valdis put tension into her muscles and wariness into her eyes, it was easy enough to pretend.
"May I help you?" she asked as if she was trying very hard to not be concerned by Bobby's presence.
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Bobby didn't look over her shoulder when the woman spoke, appreciating the fine craftsmanship of the designer. It would be such a waste to destroy that much talent. "Oh, don't worry about me," she replied brightly. "I saw some of this designer's pieces on the network here, and I had to see them for myself." Now, she turned far enough to throw a smile in Valdis' direction. "You modeled for him, right? Did you help design the outfits in those photos?"
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"I like to dabble," she replied, keeping the wariness in every movement as she moved toward the design desk. "I've been told I have some talent."
Garren had slipped out the back door, she could feel his soul fading as he moved away. Without her powers, Bobby didn't have a chance of catching him. If Bobby had been watching the network, then she'd certainly seen Devin's post. However anonymous, she'd know, especially if she had seen Ilda's post and the commentary.
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Bobby finally turned to look at her, smiling softly. "That's very humble of you." Revelations caught her eye; it had no place in a designer's shop. "This isn't your day job though, is it? Not that branching out isn't a great idea - renaissance women aren't nearly as common as they should be."
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"You aren't a fool," Valdis replied, trying to decide how best to draw Bobby into some sort of conflict. The woman had noticed the blade, which could go either way when it came to using it. If the Redhead went for Revelations, she'd be in for a nasty surprise and if Valdis got to it first, well, it made no difference, "Unless you think that he's going to be easy to get to."
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The corners of Bobby's mouth turned up slyly, her posture open and relaxed. "You are a fool. I don't need to be in the same room to get to him," she said, pleased. "I'm under his skin and inside his head, and he knows it." She faked a pout. "Poor thing. He's made so many friends."
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Valdis faked a glance at her sword, as if trying to decide to make a move toward it, or to the back room. Hesitation before a step closer to the design table, closer to the sword, a weapon was always a better option than running. As a predator, Valdis knew that all too well. Prey were often defenders when faced with a greater power.
"I don't think you know him very well," she replied, adding a bit of fear to her tone, enough to make anyone think she was trying to keep it out of her voice.
Come on bitch. Bite.
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Should she allow Valdis to reach the sword? There wouldn't be much more time to debate that question until she reached for it anyway, and Bobby considered what Enochian she could use to her advantage. In a fight, it would be hard to use it deftly.
"Let me guess: he doesn't call them friends? I know him better than he knows himself," she parried, and gestured to the sword. "By all means, if you feel the need then take it. I don't see a reason why we can't be civil, however."
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"Civil?" Valdis laughed bitterly, "You mean like how you were civil with Devin's heart? His emotions?"
Ex-girlfriend. More fear than was necessary. Devin had never described what had happened, but Valdis could twist words better than most.
"No, I think being civil was off the table long ago."
But she didn't move toward the blade. If she touched it, it might give the game away, but she could use the movement to her advantage, and Revelations wasn't the only weapon at her disposal. Valdis took a step to the side, her hand deftly moving the sewing scissors into position, or at least, as deftly as a concerned human might accomplish.
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"Oh, please. That was art," Bobby replied, waving her off. Scissors weren't as much an outright concern as a sword, but they could definitely do damage. She had a knife hidden at her belt, in the small of her back, but close-quarters wrestling with sharp objects didn't sound like an enjoyable time. She would have to be ready for it. "You didn't strike me as the sentimental type, or someone who would accept anything less than high quality goods."
Bobby pointed to the rich fashions around them. "Are you really going to insist on getting blood on these nice things?" Though whose it would be, even she couldn't say for sure. Confidence was one thing, and it would help her on some levels. It would also hinder her if Valdis proved to be more formidable than Bobby realized.
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"Things can be replaced." Valdis replied, trying to decide which aspect to play with. "People cannot, and you don't know what you lost."
She didn't know what 'art' the woman spoke of, but the similarities between the two of them, if she herself hadn't had a soul...she still doubted the violence. Hounds did not take pleasure in torture.