Parker Ó Dalaigh

143 (physically 17) ][ he/him ][ Knight vampire hunter AU roleplay blog

[knighted-parkkeeper]

Sir Parker Ó Dalaigh, at your service. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance. Hopefully.

You may address me as you would any other man.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

What should we wear for our wedding...

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...

[kragehund-est]

problematic rage gap. one partner tries to bring nuance and understanding to a tough situation. the other wants to blow up the earth about it.

[drained-speedster]

(The main difference between this version of Parker and Emerson's is how long her hair is. It's also slightly wavy from having been in a braid. She's still got a sword and the familiar long black woollen cloak.)

(She's meandering around the park at night. It's nice weather for a walk.) - @knighted-parkkeeper

[Emerson's been out for a little while, just trying to clear his head.]

[When he sees her, he rubs his eyes, not sure if he's seeing things. Nope she's very real.]

[He closes his journal and gets up from the bench, walking towards her.]

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She takes a step back when he approaches and looks down at him with mild suspicion. Her hand is on the hilt of her sword, but she doesn't yet draw it. Unlike when Emerson first met Parker.)

Who are you?

[drained-speedster]

Sorry- sorry. I probably should have made a little more noise when coming closer.

I'm Emerson Fischer. What's your name?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

Paige O'Dalaigh. I'm a Dame of the United Kingdom.

[drained-speedster]

It's nice to meet you, Dame Ó Dalaigh.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She takes another step back from him.)

What do you need from me?

[drained-speedster]

[He stays where he's at.]

Um- I just wanted to say hello and tell you that you're not in your own universe right now.

I'm sorry if I've scared you. I'm just a writer. I'm not anything to really be worried about, and you could probably best me without your sword if you wanted to without much trouble at all.

[He holds up his hands to show he's unarmed. The only things he's carrying are his journal and a ballpoint pen.]

[knighted-parkkeeper]

Oh. Yes, that happened when I encountered the... other version of Mason and myself. The other version of me drew his sword to threaten me because he was worried I was there to mess with him specifically, I think.

[drained-speedster]

That does sound like him.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She draws her cloak around herself, much like Parker does when he's nervous.)

Does it? I assume you must know him, then.

[drained-speedster]

He is my fiancé.

Is there anything I can do to make you feel more at ease...do you prefer the honorific sir?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...

I suppose I do. Being called a Dame or the like sets me on edge.

[drained-speedster]

[He nods.]

I understand that.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

... What sort of things do you write?

[drained-speedster]

Plays mostly. I did help to create Sesame Street though. It's an American children's educational program so I don't know if you'd be familiar with it, but I'm very proud of it.

What are you doing in Dahlia?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

I see. I enjoy plays, but it's hard to go see them sometimes, so I read novels when I don't have access to any. I think I've seen Sesame Street before, a good few years back...

I came here to serve Mason Harris, the new monarch of House Harris.

[drained-speedster]

Yeah, that's part of why I'm glad for modern technology and it's ability to record them so people can see them even if they aren't able to go to them in person.

Also- you can read?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She nods)

...Is that a surprise? (she quirks a brow)

[drained-speedster]

The version of you that I know- Parker- he doesn't know how to read. He's started trying to learn recently. It's just a difference that I wasn't expecting.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...Oh. Yes. I chose to push through and learn because people tend to underestimate women in terms of their smarts. I wanted to be capable and independent.

[drained-speedster]

That's incredible!

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She looks confused) It is? I mean, it was hard, apparently it's not supposed to be as hard as I found it...

[drained-speedster]

That would be the dyslexia.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

..What's that?

[drained-speedster]

Do the letters scramble on the page for you?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...Yes. I thought everyone just learned to catch them and that it's easier if you do it when you're little.

[drained-speedster]

That's not normal. And dyslexia is the name for that experience.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...Oh. That's good to know. Thank you.

[drained-speedster]

You're welcome.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

I should be going now, I wouldn't want to shirk my duties.

[drained-speedster]

Yes, of course.

Would you like help finding a breach to go back through, or do you already know the location of one?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

... Could you help me find one?

[drained-speedster]

Yes. There should be one close by if I'm remembering right.

Come on, follow me.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She follows. Her behaviour matches Parker's very closely, except for an added level of wariness that seems slightly different from Parker's usual paranoia.)

[drained-speedster]

[He takes her to the breach, mindful of her wariness.]

[knighted-parkkeeper]

Thank you, sir. (she bows and steps through.)

[drained-speedster]

(The main difference between this version of Parker and Emerson's is how long her hair is. It's also slightly wavy from having been in a braid. She's still got a sword and the familiar long black woollen cloak.)

(She's meandering around the park at night. It's nice weather for a walk.) - @knighted-parkkeeper

[Emerson's been out for a little while, just trying to clear his head.]

[When he sees her, he rubs his eyes, not sure if he's seeing things. Nope she's very real.]

[He closes his journal and gets up from the bench, walking towards her.]

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She takes a step back when he approaches and looks down at him with mild suspicion. Her hand is on the hilt of her sword, but she doesn't yet draw it. Unlike when Emerson first met Parker.)

Who are you?

[drained-speedster]

Sorry- sorry. I probably should have made a little more noise when coming closer.

I'm Emerson Fischer. What's your name?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

Paige O'Dalaigh. I'm a Dame of the United Kingdom.

[drained-speedster]

It's nice to meet you, Dame Ó Dalaigh.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She takes another step back from him.)

What do you need from me?

[drained-speedster]

[He stays where he's at.]

Um- I just wanted to say hello and tell you that you're not in your own universe right now.

I'm sorry if I've scared you. I'm just a writer. I'm not anything to really be worried about, and you could probably best me without your sword if you wanted to without much trouble at all.

[He holds up his hands to show he's unarmed. The only things he's carrying are his journal and a ballpoint pen.]

[knighted-parkkeeper]

Oh. Yes, that happened when I encountered the... other version of Mason and myself. The other version of me drew his sword to threaten me because he was worried I was there to mess with him specifically, I think.

[drained-speedster]

That does sound like him.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She draws her cloak around herself, much like Parker does when he's nervous.)

Does it? I assume you must know him, then.

[drained-speedster]

He is my fiancé.

Is there anything I can do to make you feel more at ease...do you prefer the honorific sir?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...

I suppose I do. Being called a Dame or the like sets me on edge.

[drained-speedster]

[He nods.]

I understand that.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

... What sort of things do you write?

[drained-speedster]

Plays mostly. I did help to create Sesame Street though. It's an American children's educational program so I don't know if you'd be familiar with it, but I'm very proud of it.

What are you doing in Dahlia?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

I see. I enjoy plays, but it's hard to go see them sometimes, so I read novels when I don't have access to any. I think I've seen Sesame Street before, a good few years back...

I came here to serve Mason Harris, the new monarch of House Harris.

[drained-speedster]

Yeah, that's part of why I'm glad for modern technology and it's ability to record them so people can see them even if they aren't able to go to them in person.

Also- you can read?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She nods)

...Is that a surprise? (she quirks a brow)

[drained-speedster]

The version of you that I know- Parker- he doesn't know how to read. He's started trying to learn recently. It's just a difference that I wasn't expecting.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...Oh. Yes. I chose to push through and learn because people tend to underestimate women in terms of their smarts. I wanted to be capable and independent.

[drained-speedster]

That's incredible!

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She looks confused) It is? I mean, it was hard, apparently it's not supposed to be as hard as I found it...

[drained-speedster]

That would be the dyslexia.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

..What's that?

[drained-speedster]

Do the letters scramble on the page for you?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...Yes. I thought everyone just learned to catch them and that it's easier if you do it when you're little.

[drained-speedster]

That's not normal. And dyslexia is the name for that experience.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...Oh. That's good to know. Thank you.

[drained-speedster]

You're welcome.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

I should be going now, I wouldn't want to shirk my duties.

[drained-speedster]

Yes, of course.

Would you like help finding a breach to go back through, or do you already know the location of one?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

... Could you help me find one?

[drained-speedster]

Yes. There should be one close by if I'm remembering right.

Come on, follow me.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She follows. Her behaviour matches Parker's very closely, except for an added level of wariness that seems slightly different from Parker's usual paranoia.)

[drained-speedster]

(The main difference between this version of Parker and Emerson's is how long her hair is. It's also slightly wavy from having been in a braid. She's still got a sword and the familiar long black woollen cloak.)

(She's meandering around the park at night. It's nice weather for a walk.) - @knighted-parkkeeper

[Emerson's been out for a little while, just trying to clear his head.]

[When he sees her, he rubs his eyes, not sure if he's seeing things. Nope she's very real.]

[He closes his journal and gets up from the bench, walking towards her.]

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She takes a step back when he approaches and looks down at him with mild suspicion. Her hand is on the hilt of her sword, but she doesn't yet draw it. Unlike when Emerson first met Parker.)

Who are you?

[drained-speedster]

Sorry- sorry. I probably should have made a little more noise when coming closer.

I'm Emerson Fischer. What's your name?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

Paige O'Dalaigh. I'm a Dame of the United Kingdom.

[drained-speedster]

It's nice to meet you, Dame Ó Dalaigh.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She takes another step back from him.)

What do you need from me?

[drained-speedster]

[He stays where he's at.]

Um- I just wanted to say hello and tell you that you're not in your own universe right now.

I'm sorry if I've scared you. I'm just a writer. I'm not anything to really be worried about, and you could probably best me without your sword if you wanted to without much trouble at all.

[He holds up his hands to show he's unarmed. The only things he's carrying are his journal and a ballpoint pen.]

[knighted-parkkeeper]

Oh. Yes, that happened when I encountered the... other version of Mason and myself. The other version of me drew his sword to threaten me because he was worried I was there to mess with him specifically, I think.

[drained-speedster]

That does sound like him.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She draws her cloak around herself, much like Parker does when he's nervous.)

Does it? I assume you must know him, then.

[drained-speedster]

He is my fiancé.

Is there anything I can do to make you feel more at ease...do you prefer the honorific sir?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...

I suppose I do. Being called a Dame or the like sets me on edge.

[drained-speedster]

[He nods.]

I understand that.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

... What sort of things do you write?

[drained-speedster]

Plays mostly. I did help to create Sesame Street though. It's an American children's educational program so I don't know if you'd be familiar with it, but I'm very proud of it.

What are you doing in Dahlia?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

I see. I enjoy plays, but it's hard to go see them sometimes, so I read novels when I don't have access to any. I think I've seen Sesame Street before, a good few years back...

I came here to serve Mason Harris, the new monarch of House Harris.

[drained-speedster]

Yeah, that's part of why I'm glad for modern technology and it's ability to record them so people can see them even if they aren't able to go to them in person.

Also- you can read?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She nods)

...Is that a surprise? (she quirks a brow)

[drained-speedster]

The version of you that I know- Parker- he doesn't know how to read. He's started trying to learn recently. It's just a difference that I wasn't expecting.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...Oh. Yes. I chose to push through and learn because people tend to underestimate women in terms of their smarts. I wanted to be capable and independent.

[drained-speedster]

That's incredible!

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She looks confused) It is? I mean, it was hard, apparently it's not supposed to be as hard as I found it...

[drained-speedster]

That would be the dyslexia.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

..What's that?

[drained-speedster]

Do the letters scramble on the page for you?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...Yes. I thought everyone just learned to catch them and that it's easier if you do it when you're little.

[drained-speedster]

That's not normal. And dyslexia is the name for that experience.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...Oh. That's good to know. Thank you.

[drained-speedster]

You're welcome.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

I should be going now, I wouldn't want to shirk my duties.

[drained-speedster]

Yes, of course.

Would you like help finding a breach to go back through, or do you already know the location of one?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

... Could you help me find one?

[drained-speedster]

(The main difference between this version of Parker and Emerson's is how long her hair is. It's also slightly wavy from having been in a braid. She's still got a sword and the familiar long black woollen cloak.)

(She's meandering around the park at night. It's nice weather for a walk.) - @knighted-parkkeeper

[Emerson's been out for a little while, just trying to clear his head.]

[When he sees her, he rubs his eyes, not sure if he's seeing things. Nope she's very real.]

[He closes his journal and gets up from the bench, walking towards her.]

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She takes a step back when he approaches and looks down at him with mild suspicion. Her hand is on the hilt of her sword, but she doesn't yet draw it. Unlike when Emerson first met Parker.)

Who are you?

[drained-speedster]

Sorry- sorry. I probably should have made a little more noise when coming closer.

I'm Emerson Fischer. What's your name?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

Paige O'Dalaigh. I'm a Dame of the United Kingdom.

[drained-speedster]

It's nice to meet you, Dame Ó Dalaigh.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She takes another step back from him.)

What do you need from me?

[drained-speedster]

[He stays where he's at.]

Um- I just wanted to say hello and tell you that you're not in your own universe right now.

I'm sorry if I've scared you. I'm just a writer. I'm not anything to really be worried about, and you could probably best me without your sword if you wanted to without much trouble at all.

[He holds up his hands to show he's unarmed. The only things he's carrying are his journal and a ballpoint pen.]

[knighted-parkkeeper]

Oh. Yes, that happened when I encountered the... other version of Mason and myself. The other version of me drew his sword to threaten me because he was worried I was there to mess with him specifically, I think.

[drained-speedster]

That does sound like him.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She draws her cloak around herself, much like Parker does when he's nervous.)

Does it? I assume you must know him, then.

[drained-speedster]

He is my fiancé.

Is there anything I can do to make you feel more at ease...do you prefer the honorific sir?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...

I suppose I do. Being called a Dame or the like sets me on edge.

[drained-speedster]

[He nods.]

I understand that.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

... What sort of things do you write?

[drained-speedster]

Plays mostly. I did help to create Sesame Street though. It's an American children's educational program so I don't know if you'd be familiar with it, but I'm very proud of it.

What are you doing in Dahlia?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

I see. I enjoy plays, but it's hard to go see them sometimes, so I read novels when I don't have access to any. I think I've seen Sesame Street before, a good few years back...

I came here to serve Mason Harris, the new monarch of House Harris.

[drained-speedster]

Yeah, that's part of why I'm glad for modern technology and it's ability to record them so people can see them even if they aren't able to go to them in person.

Also- you can read?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She nods)

...Is that a surprise? (she quirks a brow)

[drained-speedster]

The version of you that I know- Parker- he doesn't know how to read. He's started trying to learn recently. It's just a difference that I wasn't expecting.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...Oh. Yes. I chose to push through and learn because people tend to underestimate women in terms of their smarts. I wanted to be capable and independent.

[drained-speedster]

That's incredible!

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She looks confused) It is? I mean, it was hard, apparently it's not supposed to be as hard as I found it...

[drained-speedster]

That would be the dyslexia.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

..What's that?

[drained-speedster]

Do the letters scramble on the page for you?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...Yes. I thought everyone just learned to catch them and that it's easier if you do it when you're little.

[drained-speedster]

That's not normal. And dyslexia is the name for that experience.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...Oh. That's good to know. Thank you.

[drained-speedster]

You're welcome.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

I should be going now, I wouldn't want to shirk my duties.

[drained-speedster]

(The main difference between this version of Parker and Emerson's is how long her hair is. It's also slightly wavy from having been in a braid. She's still got a sword and the familiar long black woollen cloak.)

(She's meandering around the park at night. It's nice weather for a walk.) - @knighted-parkkeeper

[Emerson's been out for a little while, just trying to clear his head.]

[When he sees her, he rubs his eyes, not sure if he's seeing things. Nope she's very real.]

[He closes his journal and gets up from the bench, walking towards her.]

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She takes a step back when he approaches and looks down at him with mild suspicion. Her hand is on the hilt of her sword, but she doesn't yet draw it. Unlike when Emerson first met Parker.)

Who are you?

[drained-speedster]

Sorry- sorry. I probably should have made a little more noise when coming closer.

I'm Emerson Fischer. What's your name?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

Paige O'Dalaigh. I'm a Dame of the United Kingdom.

[drained-speedster]

It's nice to meet you, Dame Ó Dalaigh.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She takes another step back from him.)

What do you need from me?

[drained-speedster]

[He stays where he's at.]

Um- I just wanted to say hello and tell you that you're not in your own universe right now.

I'm sorry if I've scared you. I'm just a writer. I'm not anything to really be worried about, and you could probably best me without your sword if you wanted to without much trouble at all.

[He holds up his hands to show he's unarmed. The only things he's carrying are his journal and a ballpoint pen.]

[knighted-parkkeeper]

Oh. Yes, that happened when I encountered the... other version of Mason and myself. The other version of me drew his sword to threaten me because he was worried I was there to mess with him specifically, I think.

[drained-speedster]

That does sound like him.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She draws her cloak around herself, much like Parker does when he's nervous.)

Does it? I assume you must know him, then.

[drained-speedster]

He is my fiancé.

Is there anything I can do to make you feel more at ease...do you prefer the honorific sir?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...

I suppose I do. Being called a Dame or the like sets me on edge.

[drained-speedster]

[He nods.]

I understand that.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

... What sort of things do you write?

[drained-speedster]

Plays mostly. I did help to create Sesame Street though. It's an American children's educational program so I don't know if you'd be familiar with it, but I'm very proud of it.

What are you doing in Dahlia?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

I see. I enjoy plays, but it's hard to go see them sometimes, so I read novels when I don't have access to any. I think I've seen Sesame Street before, a good few years back...

I came here to serve Mason Harris, the new monarch of House Harris.

[drained-speedster]

Yeah, that's part of why I'm glad for modern technology and it's ability to record them so people can see them even if they aren't able to go to them in person.

Also- you can read?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She nods)

...Is that a surprise? (she quirks a brow)

[drained-speedster]

The version of you that I know- Parker- he doesn't know how to read. He's started trying to learn recently. It's just a difference that I wasn't expecting.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...Oh. Yes. I chose to push through and learn because people tend to underestimate women in terms of their smarts. I wanted to be capable and independent.

[drained-speedster]

That's incredible!

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She looks confused) It is? I mean, it was hard, apparently it's not supposed to be as hard as I found it...

[drained-speedster]

That would be the dyslexia.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

..What's that?

[drained-speedster]

Do the letters scramble on the page for you?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...Yes. I thought everyone just learned to catch them and that it's easier if you do it when you're little.

[drained-speedster]

That's not normal. And dyslexia is the name for that experience.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...Oh. That's good to know. Thank you.

[drained-speedster]

(The main difference between this version of Parker and Emerson's is how long her hair is. It's also slightly wavy from having been in a braid. She's still got a sword and the familiar long black woollen cloak.)

(She's meandering around the park at night. It's nice weather for a walk.) - @knighted-parkkeeper

[Emerson's been out for a little while, just trying to clear his head.]

[When he sees her, he rubs his eyes, not sure if he's seeing things. Nope she's very real.]

[He closes his journal and gets up from the bench, walking towards her.]

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She takes a step back when he approaches and looks down at him with mild suspicion. Her hand is on the hilt of her sword, but she doesn't yet draw it. Unlike when Emerson first met Parker.)

Who are you?

[drained-speedster]

Sorry- sorry. I probably should have made a little more noise when coming closer.

I'm Emerson Fischer. What's your name?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

Paige O'Dalaigh. I'm a Dame of the United Kingdom.

[drained-speedster]

It's nice to meet you, Dame Ó Dalaigh.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She takes another step back from him.)

What do you need from me?

[drained-speedster]

[He stays where he's at.]

Um- I just wanted to say hello and tell you that you're not in your own universe right now.

I'm sorry if I've scared you. I'm just a writer. I'm not anything to really be worried about, and you could probably best me without your sword if you wanted to without much trouble at all.

[He holds up his hands to show he's unarmed. The only things he's carrying are his journal and a ballpoint pen.]

[knighted-parkkeeper]

Oh. Yes, that happened when I encountered the... other version of Mason and myself. The other version of me drew his sword to threaten me because he was worried I was there to mess with him specifically, I think.

[drained-speedster]

That does sound like him.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She draws her cloak around herself, much like Parker does when he's nervous.)

Does it? I assume you must know him, then.

[drained-speedster]

He is my fiancé.

Is there anything I can do to make you feel more at ease...do you prefer the honorific sir?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...

I suppose I do. Being called a Dame or the like sets me on edge.

[drained-speedster]

[He nods.]

I understand that.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

... What sort of things do you write?

[drained-speedster]

Plays mostly. I did help to create Sesame Street though. It's an American children's educational program so I don't know if you'd be familiar with it, but I'm very proud of it.

What are you doing in Dahlia?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

I see. I enjoy plays, but it's hard to go see them sometimes, so I read novels when I don't have access to any. I think I've seen Sesame Street before, a good few years back...

I came here to serve Mason Harris, the new monarch of House Harris.

[drained-speedster]

Yeah, that's part of why I'm glad for modern technology and it's ability to record them so people can see them even if they aren't able to go to them in person.

Also- you can read?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She nods)

...Is that a surprise? (she quirks a brow)

[drained-speedster]

The version of you that I know- Parker- he doesn't know how to read. He's started trying to learn recently. It's just a difference that I wasn't expecting.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...Oh. Yes. I chose to push through and learn because people tend to underestimate women in terms of their smarts. I wanted to be capable and independent.

[drained-speedster]

That's incredible!

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She looks confused) It is? I mean, it was hard, apparently it's not supposed to be as hard as I found it...

[drained-speedster]

That would be the dyslexia.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

..What's that?

[drained-speedster]

Do the letters scramble on the page for you?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...Yes. I thought everyone just learned to catch them and that it's easier if you do it when you're little.

[drained-speedster]

(The main difference between this version of Parker and Emerson's is how long her hair is. It's also slightly wavy from having been in a braid. She's still got a sword and the familiar long black woollen cloak.)

(She's meandering around the park at night. It's nice weather for a walk.) - @knighted-parkkeeper

[Emerson's been out for a little while, just trying to clear his head.]

[When he sees her, he rubs his eyes, not sure if he's seeing things. Nope she's very real.]

[He closes his journal and gets up from the bench, walking towards her.]

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She takes a step back when he approaches and looks down at him with mild suspicion. Her hand is on the hilt of her sword, but she doesn't yet draw it. Unlike when Emerson first met Parker.)

Who are you?

[drained-speedster]

Sorry- sorry. I probably should have made a little more noise when coming closer.

I'm Emerson Fischer. What's your name?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

Paige O'Dalaigh. I'm a Dame of the United Kingdom.

[drained-speedster]

It's nice to meet you, Dame Ó Dalaigh.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She takes another step back from him.)

What do you need from me?

[drained-speedster]

[He stays where he's at.]

Um- I just wanted to say hello and tell you that you're not in your own universe right now.

I'm sorry if I've scared you. I'm just a writer. I'm not anything to really be worried about, and you could probably best me without your sword if you wanted to without much trouble at all.

[He holds up his hands to show he's unarmed. The only things he's carrying are his journal and a ballpoint pen.]

[knighted-parkkeeper]

Oh. Yes, that happened when I encountered the... other version of Mason and myself. The other version of me drew his sword to threaten me because he was worried I was there to mess with him specifically, I think.

[drained-speedster]

That does sound like him.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She draws her cloak around herself, much like Parker does when he's nervous.)

Does it? I assume you must know him, then.

[drained-speedster]

He is my fiancé.

Is there anything I can do to make you feel more at ease...do you prefer the honorific sir?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...

I suppose I do. Being called a Dame or the like sets me on edge.

[drained-speedster]

[He nods.]

I understand that.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

... What sort of things do you write?

[drained-speedster]

Plays mostly. I did help to create Sesame Street though. It's an American children's educational program so I don't know if you'd be familiar with it, but I'm very proud of it.

What are you doing in Dahlia?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

I see. I enjoy plays, but it's hard to go see them sometimes, so I read novels when I don't have access to any. I think I've seen Sesame Street before, a good few years back...

I came here to serve Mason Harris, the new monarch of House Harris.

[drained-speedster]

Yeah, that's part of why I'm glad for modern technology and it's ability to record them so people can see them even if they aren't able to go to them in person.

Also- you can read?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She nods)

...Is that a surprise? (she quirks a brow)

[drained-speedster]

The version of you that I know- Parker- he doesn't know how to read. He's started trying to learn recently. It's just a difference that I wasn't expecting.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...Oh. Yes. I chose to push through and learn because people tend to underestimate women in terms of their smarts. I wanted to be capable and independent.

[drained-speedster]

That's incredible!

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She looks confused) It is? I mean, it was hard, apparently it's not supposed to be as hard as I found it...

[drained-speedster]

That would be the dyslexia.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

..What's that?

[drained-speedster]

(The main difference between this version of Parker and Emerson's is how long her hair is. It's also slightly wavy from having been in a braid. She's still got a sword and the familiar long black woollen cloak.)

(She's meandering around the park at night. It's nice weather for a walk.) - @knighted-parkkeeper

[Emerson's been out for a little while, just trying to clear his head.]

[When he sees her, he rubs his eyes, not sure if he's seeing things. Nope she's very real.]

[He closes his journal and gets up from the bench, walking towards her.]

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She takes a step back when he approaches and looks down at him with mild suspicion. Her hand is on the hilt of her sword, but she doesn't yet draw it. Unlike when Emerson first met Parker.)

Who are you?

[drained-speedster]

Sorry- sorry. I probably should have made a little more noise when coming closer.

I'm Emerson Fischer. What's your name?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

Paige O'Dalaigh. I'm a Dame of the United Kingdom.

[drained-speedster]

It's nice to meet you, Dame Ó Dalaigh.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She takes another step back from him.)

What do you need from me?

[drained-speedster]

[He stays where he's at.]

Um- I just wanted to say hello and tell you that you're not in your own universe right now.

I'm sorry if I've scared you. I'm just a writer. I'm not anything to really be worried about, and you could probably best me without your sword if you wanted to without much trouble at all.

[He holds up his hands to show he's unarmed. The only things he's carrying are his journal and a ballpoint pen.]

[knighted-parkkeeper]

Oh. Yes, that happened when I encountered the... other version of Mason and myself. The other version of me drew his sword to threaten me because he was worried I was there to mess with him specifically, I think.

[drained-speedster]

That does sound like him.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She draws her cloak around herself, much like Parker does when he's nervous.)

Does it? I assume you must know him, then.

[drained-speedster]

He is my fiancé.

Is there anything I can do to make you feel more at ease...do you prefer the honorific sir?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...

I suppose I do. Being called a Dame or the like sets me on edge.

[drained-speedster]

[He nods.]

I understand that.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

... What sort of things do you write?

[drained-speedster]

Plays mostly. I did help to create Sesame Street though. It's an American children's educational program so I don't know if you'd be familiar with it, but I'm very proud of it.

What are you doing in Dahlia?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

I see. I enjoy plays, but it's hard to go see them sometimes, so I read novels when I don't have access to any. I think I've seen Sesame Street before, a good few years back...

I came here to serve Mason Harris, the new monarch of House Harris.

[drained-speedster]

Yeah, that's part of why I'm glad for modern technology and it's ability to record them so people can see them even if they aren't able to go to them in person.

Also- you can read?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She nods)

...Is that a surprise? (she quirks a brow)

[drained-speedster]

The version of you that I know- Parker- he doesn't know how to read. He's started trying to learn recently. It's just a difference that I wasn't expecting.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...Oh. Yes. I chose to push through and learn because people tend to underestimate women in terms of their smarts. I wanted to be capable and independent.

[drained-speedster]

That's incredible!

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She looks confused) It is? I mean, it was hard, apparently it's not supposed to be as hard as I found it...

[drained-speedster]

(The main difference between this version of Parker and Emerson's is how long her hair is. It's also slightly wavy from having been in a braid. She's still got a sword and the familiar long black woollen cloak.)

(She's meandering around the park at night. It's nice weather for a walk.) - @knighted-parkkeeper

[Emerson's been out for a little while, just trying to clear his head.]

[When he sees her, he rubs his eyes, not sure if he's seeing things. Nope she's very real.]

[He closes his journal and gets up from the bench, walking towards her.]

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She takes a step back when he approaches and looks down at him with mild suspicion. Her hand is on the hilt of her sword, but she doesn't yet draw it. Unlike when Emerson first met Parker.)

Who are you?

[drained-speedster]

Sorry- sorry. I probably should have made a little more noise when coming closer.

I'm Emerson Fischer. What's your name?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

Paige O'Dalaigh. I'm a Dame of the United Kingdom.

[drained-speedster]

It's nice to meet you, Dame Ó Dalaigh.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She takes another step back from him.)

What do you need from me?

[drained-speedster]

[He stays where he's at.]

Um- I just wanted to say hello and tell you that you're not in your own universe right now.

I'm sorry if I've scared you. I'm just a writer. I'm not anything to really be worried about, and you could probably best me without your sword if you wanted to without much trouble at all.

[He holds up his hands to show he's unarmed. The only things he's carrying are his journal and a ballpoint pen.]

[knighted-parkkeeper]

Oh. Yes, that happened when I encountered the... other version of Mason and myself. The other version of me drew his sword to threaten me because he was worried I was there to mess with him specifically, I think.

[drained-speedster]

That does sound like him.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She draws her cloak around herself, much like Parker does when he's nervous.)

Does it? I assume you must know him, then.

[drained-speedster]

He is my fiancé.

Is there anything I can do to make you feel more at ease...do you prefer the honorific sir?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...

I suppose I do. Being called a Dame or the like sets me on edge.

[drained-speedster]

[He nods.]

I understand that.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

... What sort of things do you write?

[drained-speedster]

Plays mostly. I did help to create Sesame Street though. It's an American children's educational program so I don't know if you'd be familiar with it, but I'm very proud of it.

What are you doing in Dahlia?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

I see. I enjoy plays, but it's hard to go see them sometimes, so I read novels when I don't have access to any. I think I've seen Sesame Street before, a good few years back...

I came here to serve Mason Harris, the new monarch of House Harris.

[drained-speedster]

Yeah, that's part of why I'm glad for modern technology and it's ability to record them so people can see them even if they aren't able to go to them in person.

Also- you can read?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She nods)

...Is that a surprise? (she quirks a brow)

[drained-speedster]

The version of you that I know- Parker- he doesn't know how to read. He's started trying to learn recently. It's just a difference that I wasn't expecting.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...Oh. Yes. I chose to push through and learn because people tend to underestimate women in terms of their smarts. I wanted to be capable and independent.

[drained-speedster]

(The main difference between this version of Parker and Emerson's is how long her hair is. It's also slightly wavy from having been in a braid. She's still got a sword and the familiar long black woollen cloak.)

(She's meandering around the park at night. It's nice weather for a walk.) - @knighted-parkkeeper

[Emerson's been out for a little while, just trying to clear his head.]

[When he sees her, he rubs his eyes, not sure if he's seeing things. Nope she's very real.]

[He closes his journal and gets up from the bench, walking towards her.]

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She takes a step back when he approaches and looks down at him with mild suspicion. Her hand is on the hilt of her sword, but she doesn't yet draw it. Unlike when Emerson first met Parker.)

Who are you?

[drained-speedster]

Sorry- sorry. I probably should have made a little more noise when coming closer.

I'm Emerson Fischer. What's your name?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

Paige O'Dalaigh. I'm a Dame of the United Kingdom.

[drained-speedster]

It's nice to meet you, Dame Ó Dalaigh.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She takes another step back from him.)

What do you need from me?

[drained-speedster]

[He stays where he's at.]

Um- I just wanted to say hello and tell you that you're not in your own universe right now.

I'm sorry if I've scared you. I'm just a writer. I'm not anything to really be worried about, and you could probably best me without your sword if you wanted to without much trouble at all.

[He holds up his hands to show he's unarmed. The only things he's carrying are his journal and a ballpoint pen.]

[knighted-parkkeeper]

Oh. Yes, that happened when I encountered the... other version of Mason and myself. The other version of me drew his sword to threaten me because he was worried I was there to mess with him specifically, I think.

[drained-speedster]

That does sound like him.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She draws her cloak around herself, much like Parker does when he's nervous.)

Does it? I assume you must know him, then.

[drained-speedster]

He is my fiancé.

Is there anything I can do to make you feel more at ease...do you prefer the honorific sir?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...

I suppose I do. Being called a Dame or the like sets me on edge.

[drained-speedster]

[He nods.]

I understand that.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

... What sort of things do you write?

[drained-speedster]

Plays mostly. I did help to create Sesame Street though. It's an American children's educational program so I don't know if you'd be familiar with it, but I'm very proud of it.

What are you doing in Dahlia?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

I see. I enjoy plays, but it's hard to go see them sometimes, so I read novels when I don't have access to any. I think I've seen Sesame Street before, a good few years back...

I came here to serve Mason Harris, the new monarch of House Harris.

[drained-speedster]

Yeah, that's part of why I'm glad for modern technology and it's ability to record them so people can see them even if they aren't able to go to them in person.

Also- you can read?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She nods)

...Is that a surprise? (she quirks a brow)

[drained-speedster]

(The main difference between this version of Parker and Emerson's is how long her hair is. It's also slightly wavy from having been in a braid. She's still got a sword and the familiar long black woollen cloak.)

(She's meandering around the park at night. It's nice weather for a walk.) - @knighted-parkkeeper

[Emerson's been out for a little while, just trying to clear his head.]

[When he sees her, he rubs his eyes, not sure if he's seeing things. Nope she's very real.]

[He closes his journal and gets up from the bench, walking towards her.]

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She takes a step back when he approaches and looks down at him with mild suspicion. Her hand is on the hilt of her sword, but she doesn't yet draw it. Unlike when Emerson first met Parker.)

Who are you?

[drained-speedster]

Sorry- sorry. I probably should have made a little more noise when coming closer.

I'm Emerson Fischer. What's your name?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

Paige O'Dalaigh. I'm a Dame of the United Kingdom.

[drained-speedster]

It's nice to meet you, Dame Ó Dalaigh.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She takes another step back from him.)

What do you need from me?

[drained-speedster]

[He stays where he's at.]

Um- I just wanted to say hello and tell you that you're not in your own universe right now.

I'm sorry if I've scared you. I'm just a writer. I'm not anything to really be worried about, and you could probably best me without your sword if you wanted to without much trouble at all.

[He holds up his hands to show he's unarmed. The only things he's carrying are his journal and a ballpoint pen.]

[knighted-parkkeeper]

Oh. Yes, that happened when I encountered the... other version of Mason and myself. The other version of me drew his sword to threaten me because he was worried I was there to mess with him specifically, I think.

[drained-speedster]

That does sound like him.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She draws her cloak around herself, much like Parker does when he's nervous.)

Does it? I assume you must know him, then.

[drained-speedster]

He is my fiancé.

Is there anything I can do to make you feel more at ease...do you prefer the honorific sir?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...

I suppose I do. Being called a Dame or the like sets me on edge.

[drained-speedster]

[He nods.]

I understand that.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

... What sort of things do you write?

[drained-speedster]

Plays mostly. I did help to create Sesame Street though. It's an American children's educational program so I don't know if you'd be familiar with it, but I'm very proud of it.

What are you doing in Dahlia?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

I see. I enjoy plays, but it's hard to go see them sometimes, so I read novels when I don't have access to any. I think I've seen Sesame Street before, a good few years back...

I came here to serve Mason Harris, the new monarch of House Harris.

[drained-speedster]

(The main difference between this version of Parker and Emerson's is how long her hair is. It's also slightly wavy from having been in a braid. She's still got a sword and the familiar long black woollen cloak.)

(She's meandering around the park at night. It's nice weather for a walk.) - @knighted-parkkeeper

[Emerson's been out for a little while, just trying to clear his head.]

[When he sees her, he rubs his eyes, not sure if he's seeing things. Nope she's very real.]

[He closes his journal and gets up from the bench, walking towards her.]

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She takes a step back when he approaches and looks down at him with mild suspicion. Her hand is on the hilt of her sword, but she doesn't yet draw it. Unlike when Emerson first met Parker.)

Who are you?

[drained-speedster]

Sorry- sorry. I probably should have made a little more noise when coming closer.

I'm Emerson Fischer. What's your name?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

Paige O'Dalaigh. I'm a Dame of the United Kingdom.

[drained-speedster]

It's nice to meet you, Dame Ó Dalaigh.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She takes another step back from him.)

What do you need from me?

[drained-speedster]

[He stays where he's at.]

Um- I just wanted to say hello and tell you that you're not in your own universe right now.

I'm sorry if I've scared you. I'm just a writer. I'm not anything to really be worried about, and you could probably best me without your sword if you wanted to without much trouble at all.

[He holds up his hands to show he's unarmed. The only things he's carrying are his journal and a ballpoint pen.]

[knighted-parkkeeper]

Oh. Yes, that happened when I encountered the... other version of Mason and myself. The other version of me drew his sword to threaten me because he was worried I was there to mess with him specifically, I think.

[drained-speedster]

That does sound like him.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She draws her cloak around herself, much like Parker does when he's nervous.)

Does it? I assume you must know him, then.

[drained-speedster]

He is my fiancé.

Is there anything I can do to make you feel more at ease...do you prefer the honorific sir?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...

I suppose I do. Being called a Dame or the like sets me on edge.

[drained-speedster]

[He nods.]

I understand that.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

... What sort of things do you write?

[drained-speedster]

(The main difference between this version of Parker and Emerson's is how long her hair is. It's also slightly wavy from having been in a braid. She's still got a sword and the familiar long black woollen cloak.)

(She's meandering around the park at night. It's nice weather for a walk.) - @knighted-parkkeeper

[Emerson's been out for a little while, just trying to clear his head.]

[When he sees her, he rubs his eyes, not sure if he's seeing things. Nope she's very real.]

[He closes his journal and gets up from the bench, walking towards her.]

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She takes a step back when he approaches and looks down at him with mild suspicion. Her hand is on the hilt of her sword, but she doesn't yet draw it. Unlike when Emerson first met Parker.)

Who are you?

[drained-speedster]

Sorry- sorry. I probably should have made a little more noise when coming closer.

I'm Emerson Fischer. What's your name?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

Paige O'Dalaigh. I'm a Dame of the United Kingdom.

[drained-speedster]

It's nice to meet you, Dame Ó Dalaigh.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She takes another step back from him.)

What do you need from me?

[drained-speedster]

[He stays where he's at.]

Um- I just wanted to say hello and tell you that you're not in your own universe right now.

I'm sorry if I've scared you. I'm just a writer. I'm not anything to really be worried about, and you could probably best me without your sword if you wanted to without much trouble at all.

[He holds up his hands to show he's unarmed. The only things he's carrying are his journal and a ballpoint pen.]

[knighted-parkkeeper]

Oh. Yes, that happened when I encountered the... other version of Mason and myself. The other version of me drew his sword to threaten me because he was worried I was there to mess with him specifically, I think.

[drained-speedster]

That does sound like him.

[knighted-parkkeeper]

(She draws her cloak around herself, much like Parker does when he's nervous.)

Does it? I assume you must know him, then.

[drained-speedster]

He is my fiancé.

Is there anything I can do to make you feel more at ease...do you prefer the honorific sir?

[knighted-parkkeeper]

...

I suppose I do. Being called a Dame or the like sets me on edge.