// Part of me thinks that Beira has a lot of Beckett’s wanted posters because she has an idea for a ballad about her //
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// Part of me thinks that Beira has a lot of Beckett’s wanted posters because she has an idea for a ballad about her //
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❝ frankenstein ❞ by mary shelley; starter sentences.
❝ nothing is so painful to the human mind as a great and sudden change. ❞ ❝ beware; for i am fearless, and therefore powerful. ❞ ❝ life, although it may only be an accumulation of anguish, is dear to me, and i will defend it. ❞ ❝ if i cannot inspire love, i will cause fear! ❞ ❝ there is something at work in my soul, which i do not understand. ❞ ❝ satan has his companions, fellow-devils, to admire and encourage him; but i am solitary and detested. ❞ ❝ when falsehood can look so like the truth, who can assure themselves of certain happiness? ❞ ❝ how mutable are our feelings, and how strange is that clinging love we have of life even in the excess of misery! ❞ ❝ if our impulses were confined to hunger, thirst, and desire, we might be nearly free; but now we are moved by every wind that blows and a chance word or scene that that word may convey to us. ❞ ❝ thus strangely are our souls constructed, and by slight ligaments are we bound to prosperity and ruin. ❞ ❝ i was benevolent and good; misery made me a fiend. make me happy, and i shall again be virtuous. ❞ ❝ the world was to me a secret which i desired to devine. ❞ ❝ i am alone and miserable. only someone as ugly as i am could love me. ❞ ❝ it is true, we shall be monsters, cut off from all the world; but on that account we shall be more attached to one another. ❞ ❝ if i see but one smile on your lips when we meet, occasioned by this or any other exertion of mine, i shall need no other happiness. ❞
“ Is there a problem? ”
“Yes, actually.” Beira gave a huff, crossing her arms as she looked at Beckett. “This is incredibly embarrassing, but I’ve seemed to have, er… Misplaced my lute. How can I be a bard without my instrument?”
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“Five… Five hundred?” She could feel her soul leave her body at that price. She only had around 1,000 crowns to her name at the moment. That was half of her fortune. Though she could play more shows to try and make it back. It would take some time but she could do it.
“I… Agree to your terms. 500 crowns it is.” This had better be worth it.
“Great!” Beckett couldn’t believe it. This bard actually agreed? And to such an ridiculous price too?? Needless to say, she knew who she was going to keep an eye out for on the job market.
Taking a few moments to rummage around in her pockets, she pulled out a pen and a notepad. There were already a couple of other jobs she needed to complete, but those could wait. After all, they did day that they would be patient. “First things first: I’m gonna need your name and the location where you will want to meet up, just in case you don’t intend on joining me for this little…expedition. Second, I’m going to need you to retrace your footsteps. Understand?”
A strong heat hit her cheeks, knowing right after she accepted that she got the short end of the deal. Was she still able to negotiate the price? Was it too late? She supposed that there was no use now. With a gloved hand on her cheek Beira tried to hide how flustered she was. “Very well.” She straightened her back and gave a ceremonious bow, similar to one that I performer would give.
“I am Beira, Daughter of the Silver Moon and Keeper of the Tune. And I do intend on joining you, brave one. I imagine it would be easier to retrace my steps that way.”
“I last saw my lute on the airship after the latest bout of bloodshed between the houses.”
“Today a large stray cat took my sandwich while I was trying to eat outside. What a shocking turn of events when one who desires to be at one with their natural surroundings gets robbed by that very same nature.”
//Beira’s Voiceclaim is Helena Bonham Carter, AKA the corpse bride//
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She had heard the stories, everyone had. The man who entered the Rift and came out a completely new person. That was common with most people who entered the Rift, but how often could you say that you met a person with two mouths and almost completely new body? He sounded like a great subject for a new ballad
All Beira had to do was approach him. He was right in front of her, though his back was turned. She gripped her lute tight in her hands and cleared her throat. “Pardon me, sir? Hello?”
“ Is there a problem? ”
“Yes, actually.” Beira gave a huff, crossing her arms as she looked at Beckett. “This is incredibly embarrassing, but I’ve seemed to have, er… Misplaced my lute. How can I be a bard without my instrument?”
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With a long sigh she rubbed her temples. The stress of losing her instrument, her weapon, and her conduit of magic was giving her a headache. But either way it was going to be money spent to either buy a new one or find it again. Might as well be another member of House Aurion.
“Alright, I will pay you for recovering my treasured instrument. How many crowns would you like?” Hopefully the price was nothing over the top.
The rocketeer tapped her chin thoughtfully. “Mm, I was thinkin’…500 crowns? I think that’s pretty fair, considering that your lute could potentially be in the hands of some pretty dangerous people. It also might take me a while to find it, so…” She shot Beira one of her best grins.
“Five... Five hundred?” She could feel her soul leave her body at that price. She only had around 1,000 crowns to her name at the moment. That was half of her fortune. Though she could play more shows to try and make it back. It would take some time but she could do it.
“I... Agree to your terms. 500 crowns it is.” This had better be worth it.
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“ Is there a problem? ”
“Yes, actually.” Beira gave a huff, crossing her arms as she looked at Beckett. “This is incredibly embarrassing, but I’ve seemed to have, er… Misplaced my lute. How can I be a bard without my instrument?”
“Get a new one?” Beckett joked. “If you don’t want to do that, I could help you find it…for a fee, of course.” She put her hands on her hips, beaming. “What do you say pal? Are you willing to part with a few crowns?” Then, the rocketeer put on a fake frown. “Or would you rather your lute stay missing?”
With a long sigh she rubbed her temples. The stress of losing her instrument, her weapon, and her conduit of magic was giving her a headache. But either way it was going to be money spent to either buy a new one or find it again. Might as well be another member of House Aurion.
“Alright, I will pay you for recovering my treasured instrument. How many crowns would you like?” Hopefully the price was nothing over the top.
“ Is there a problem? ”
“Yes, actually.” Beira gave a huff, crossing her arms as she looked at Beckett. “This is incredibly embarrassing, but I’ve seemed to have, er... Misplaced my lute. How can I be a bard without my instrument?”
common day sentence starters.
“ What time is it? Do you know? ”
“ Pardon me, did you drop this? ”
“ Could’ve been a beautiful day. Now the rain has ruined everything. ”
“ What are the chances, huh? What are the chances. ”
“ How are you doing today? ”
“ Did you need a ride? ”
“ Let’s go get a bite to eat. Come on, my treat. ”
“ Why the hell is it so damn hot outside? ”
“ Hello? Can you hear me? ”
“ Hey, miss/mister, do you possibly have directions to the nearest gas station? ”
“ Breakfast is and will always be the best part of every morning. ”
“ Last night was wild, wasn’t it? ”
“ Is there a problem? ”
“ No, I don’t wanna move. Too tired. Go without me. ”
“ I want to go to the beach. What do ya’ say? ”
“ DID YOU SERIOUSLY EAT ALL OF THE CHIPS? ”
“ If this traffic doesn’t clear up in the next ten seconds, I will literally scream out this window. ”
“Good day to you all, I am Beira. I hope that we may come to know each other in an amicable way.”