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Sounds good!
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I get it if you want to keep this secret-secret but if you're willing I'd also love to put Aldred in a secret society if you're looking for members.
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Liezl looked over at Aldred, who seemed to be following the man better than she could. He nodded at her encouragingly. "I... I think so," she said. "Your waterskin keeps out water, so it's... soul is going to live... in my cellar?" She looked at Aldred again, who wiggled his hand back and forth a bit as if to say "sort of." Liezl looked back to Thorstein. "Your waterskin," Aldred piped up, neck stretched out as far as it could go while leaning up against the wall, "will it still hold water after the ritual? Or will that piece be here forever?" @MacThorstenson
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You've got my vote, I love secret societies.
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Down in the cellar, the light from the man's odd lantern cast a pure whitish glow around the damp room. Aldred moved into a corner to stay out of Thorstein's way, not keen on interrupting a Ritual in progress. He motioned to Lilia as she descended the last few steps, then Liezl, and together they leaned against the wall. Aldred had seen plenty of magic - he'd done plenty of magic, but nothing like this. Despite his headache, Aldred felt himself leaning forward, eager and excited, trying to catch a glimpse at what the man was writing. Lilia watched quietly, wide eyes reflecting the cool lunar glow of the lamp. Liezl twisted the end of her apron, face a bit nervous. Aldred resisted the urge to laugh; she was like a mother goose fussing over her nest. @kenod
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Yes will do!
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Liezl thought, watching as the man stood there with his arms full. "Well, this place is older than I am by a good stretch, but as far as I know the inn and the cellar were built around the same time. The back wall caved halfway in about eight years ago - never heard Burkhardt swear so loudly. We got someone out to brick it up again but it's leaked worse than ever despite that most of it's new. It's mostly the back wall that's giving me trouble, but the two sides also let in some water on occasion. I'm just waiting till the whole blighted thing crumbles..." She set down the rag in her hands. "Oh, and a table. Yes, there should be one down there for you. Do you need more light? I've an oil lamp back here somewhere." ----------------------------------- Aldred's attention caught as the man at the end of the counter reappeared with his arms full of tools and boxes. A sliver of recognition worked its way through his hangover. That merchant in the square from yesterday, he thought. The Ritualist that wanted a story. He stood up tentatively, then, when his footing seemed secure enough, he shuffled over to Thorstein. "Want some help carrying all that?" he said, eager to watch the man work.
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@MacThorstenson Sounds awesome!
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Feel free to godmod her around as you like. Can Aldred watch too? He'll be very interested especially since he doesn't have too much experience with Ritualists.
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Renata looked back towards Arun. She’d said something, but Renata hadn’t been paying attention, too busy focusing on the few new people trickling into the meeting. ”Sorry,” she said, snagging another glass of yellow wine off the tray of a passing waiter. “Does it bother you at all that nearly everyone here seems...completely unqualified to explore a foreign world?” @Blessing of Potency
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People you wouldn't want to meet in a dark alley
ZincAboutIt replied to Voidus's topic in The Alleyverse
Lita cocked her head, watching Laurelai do... something. Some kind of power, no doubt. She wondered what, exactly, her talents were, though asking right out was a bit of a gamble. Some people were very touchy about their powers. "Well it's Invested at the least." Laurelai remarked. Lita nodded and pocketed the coin, glad that the other woman hadn't sensed anything overtly dangerous about it. She liked the weight of it in her hand; it was excellent for flipping. "Well," Lita said, "here's hoping it doesn't warp me into another dimension or something. I do so hate unscheduled travel." She stopped filling her brass for a moment, testing the coffee with the back of one finger. Still too hot to drink comfortably without some Feruchemy. "By the Survivor, did you heat this in the center of the sun?" she muttered, siphoning the heat into her brassminds. "Right, so. What does a 'normal' day look around here for you? Sorry you got saddled with the new girl - it's just my luck that I encounter a living myth on my first day." Lita rolled her eyes but couldn't help smiling a little. She had been living alone for far too long, and a simple conversation with another person was a luxury she wasn't used to having. Laurelai was complicated and a bit aloof, which was just fine with Lita - more secrets that way. -
You aren't alone!
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Liezl nodded, looking the man over with a slightly more critical eye. "If you've got the same eighteen carats as anyone else at the census, that's a good two months if you're just renting the stable." She tapped her mouth with one finger, thinking. "Being on the canal has its perks, I'll tell you that, but it's a blighted nightmare other times. If you can seal up the back wall of my cellar nice and dry, you can bunk that horse and wagon as long as you like. I'll even feed the beast. Can't tell you how many times I've come down and been ankle-deep in filthy water after a heavy rain, and I'd be laughed out of the Academy courtyard if I went up asking, or at least charged an arm and a half. Can you do it?"
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Liezl raised a brow. "Well, I'm not sure about decades but I'm sure we could negotiate a long-term lease. As a matter of fact, I'm rather fond of interesting items, and I'm rather adept at keeping secrets. I wouldn't be a proper Kurian if I couldn't strike a good trade. What were you thinking?"
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Liezl snorted. "I try my best to keep anything even remotely valuable away from those students, so I understand. As a matter of fact, I do have some extra space." Her face turned business-like, but her voice still retained its good-natured tone. "How long-term is long-term? A week? A month? As far as I'm concerned one person's coin is as good as another, so as long as you can pay, you can stay. Though, your horse may not enjoy the company down there. Looks like that talking bear will be sleeping down near the barrels, so long as he doesn't drink all my honey mead..."
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People you wouldn't want to meet in a dark alley
ZincAboutIt replied to Voidus's topic in The Alleyverse
Lita nodded, chewing her lip in between sips of coffee. She tapped her left finger against the side of the cup, listening to the light 'plink, plink, plink' of china for a few moments before realizing that it was probably annoying. With a sigh, she set down the coffee - she'd indulge in stimulants after sending the highly-important communique. Lita turned the end of the spanreed pen and took a deep breath, holding it near the center and imagining that it was her practice-spoon from earlier. She figured that Laurelai's message was as good as anything she could come up with, so she relayed it to Mac word-for-word, twirling the pen and not dropping it once. Well, there's that at least. That done, she nodded and set the pen down, picking up her coffee again and taking a more generous mouthful. "It was the oddest thing," Lita said, nerves and caffeine pushing her to fill the silence in the room. "It - he - was a shadow at first. Like, a proper shadow, just sort of hanging in the air. Then he just sort of..." Lita waved a hand in the air, "appeared. Told me he enjoyed meeting the new Alley denizens - I kind of figured it was probably normal, honestly, with how my life's been in the last few days. From the look on your face, though, it isn't normal, is it?" She tugged up one sleeve, inspecting the little spikes in her arms. The entry areas looked clean and weren't swollen, which she guessed meant that everything was fine. Lita stepped closer to Laurelai, holding out the coin the Stranger's Shade had given her. "What is this? Do you have any idea? It didn't always have these scales on the front - and it just sort of appeared in his hand." -
"Good morning, what can I get for you?" Liezl said brightly, noticing the new fellow who just walked in. "Porridge? I've got some eggs in the back too, and some bacon, though don't tell that one over there." She said this last bit in a conspiratorial voice, and pointed down the counter at Aldred, who continued to sulkily eat his porridge. @MacThorstenson
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Indeed it is.
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People you wouldn't want to meet in a dark alley
ZincAboutIt replied to Voidus's topic in The Alleyverse
It took Lita a moment to figure out what Laurelai was talking about. The pen, you moron. She set down the coffee cup and ducked under the table, feeling around for the pen; it was lurking behind one of the chair legs. "So what do I tell him?" Lita said, straightening back up, spanreed pen in hand. She'd tapped almost all of the Alleycant medallion and figured she could send a message, but the prospect of sending such sensitive news herself made her nervous. "'Good morning sir, hope you're well. Hate to bother you but the somewhat-real manifestation of an ancient missing demi-god visited me while I was having a cuppa. Regards, Lita.'" She giggled, the sound coming out a bit more strangled and high than she had intended. Reflexively, she reached for the coffee, extinguishing her tin and filling her brassmind. The temperature instantly started to moderate, and she sipped gratefully, uncaring that the caffeine would likely make her more nervous. -
People you wouldn't want to meet in a dark alley
ZincAboutIt replied to Voidus's topic in The Alleyverse
Lita watched Laurelai's face carefully, holding her cup of coffee gingerly. It was hot. Probably should turn off the tin, she thought absently. She'd been burning it all night, it seemed. Not good. At her mention of The Stranger, the blonde woman seemed confused, then apprehensive, then downright anxious. Lita watched her twist the edge of her dress. Well, it seemed like this Stranger fellow was as important as he'd made himself out to be, if Laurelai's reaction was to be believed. Lita doubted she was faking - she was usually so unruffled and cool. Lita took a tentative sip of the coffee, hissing as the heat of it seared her tongue. "Rusting hells," she swore quietly, glaring into the cup. She cleared her throat. "Yes, he called himself 'The Stranger.' Or, some kind of... shadow? He was real, but not..." Lita started flipping the coin again. "He must have been real enough, though. He gave me this." She caught it mid-flip, looking at the image of the balanced scales, recalling the other images that had cycled across the face of the coin: the world, the spiked skull, the sun. "He had a spike through one eye, real old-school. His other eye was...odd." -
People you wouldn't want to meet in a dark alley
ZincAboutIt replied to Voidus's topic in The Alleyverse
Lita pointed a finger at the coffee pot. "Definitely some motivation," she said, walking over to the small kitchen and getting a clean mug. She whisked the dirty cup of tea off the table and scrubbed the tiny spot of her own drool off the tabletop as well. No need to out herself as a slob so early in the game. "Someone came by while you were away," Lita said, meeting Laurelai back in the main room. "Someone important, I think. He seemed very important, anyway. Either that or my hallucinations are beginning to produce coins." She held up the gold coin to Laurelai. "Said his name was 'the Stranger,' and he told me to tell you that..." Lita squinted, thinking back to the odd dream-like conversation, "that he... appreciated your work in the records department, that was it. Anyway, he walked right through the door. Just about scared the wits out of me, actually." -
@Blessing of Potency ack now I have to go edit Renata saying she’s young - they are the same age
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I'll be sure to tag you when the conversation starts heading towards that point, so you can come in and become involved in a way that makes sense.
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I'll make sure they are involved in the hearing! I'm thinking once everyone starts filtering back, it'll be closer to midday, and Liezl will be getting genuinely worried about where the kid is, instead of just annoyed.
