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[[ bonjour hello hello iâm sorry for not being as much as I should on here (or not at all), i suck at managing multiple accs and so I will be moving Zevak to my OC multimuse diaforetikes very soon!! I didnât want to do that but omg I do miss roleplaying as Zevs and yeaaa gotta be more active, if anyone wants to continue a thread do message me there and we shall! no relationships are lost or anything, all good all good ]]
"Itâs nice to meet you too, Zevak! ButâŠpaintingsâŠ?"
She beamed nonetheless, significantly more relieved to hear that there were nice individuals in this strange domain, though she hadnât had the opportunity to meet any of them yet. Later then, once sheâd returned to her ship and taken stock - perhaps even draw up some rudimentary map so that she wouldnât be so hopelessly lost if she ever decided to trek deeper a second time. From what heâd said she only needed to avoid the core of this place and then she would be safe from the more hostile folkâŠÂ
One thing she needed to do first of all, of course, was to try her utmost to remember this route the man was taking her on. No way she could even consider re-exploration if she couldnât even retrace her steps back to her original starting point, after all.Â
"Hohoh, well - nothing, actually! Iâd been at sea for a long time, so I decided I would dock at the nearest place I could. Thatâs all there is to it, really."Â
In hindsight it was probably not the best way to explore, especially being alone, having absolutely no knowledge of the area and without any backup if things should go awry. So far though, Wadanohara had managed to handle various situations as they sprang up with relative finesse (and a generous amount of luck on her side)Â ; it was easy to be a little complacent then.
He nodded a bit, his head tilting slightly, was it hard to blieve that there were paintings around? Well- It was understandable, after seeing some people's reactions upon accidentally ending up in the painting world-- It was the most logical thing.
Surely there were better individuals, however, that did not mean that the hostile ones didn't wander away from the core every now and then- Sure, it happened, however, it was a strange thing to occur. The sketch glanced around, eyebrows furrowed as he looked for the best route, before taking a turn. In all truth, he'd rather have her not return at all, he couldn't be her guide forever, and not all the paintings knew how to deal with the more hostile creatures. The ones that knew? They were all usually in the same area, so if she wandered far away, she'd have a hard time-- At least he thought so, for he did not know of her power.
Were he to find her again some other time, he'd receive her like this one time, however, he wouldn't even care on giving warnings anymore, they needn't be said twice, no? If she forgot soemthing she could always ask. He really shouldn't be talking about other sketches as beings that lack morality and look down at them with that way of thinking, especially if he was practically one of them.
<He nodded once again. "Sea? I see, sounds interesting." He hummed, it did indeed, he did not know much about what the sea held, he could always ask her, a bit of knowledge on such subject would always do him good."
"...I would recommend to not dock randomly, in any case, you could always get in deep trouble, and not every place has a guide to help you go around, you know?" He warned her once more, but then shrugged it off. "But if you can manage to go aroudn by yourself in dangerous places like this, I guess it's not too bad... Still--"
The pint-sized Witch was quick to follow the beingâs instruction, swiftly falling into step at his side before she could lose sight of him. To her any kind of assistance given was an act of generosity, and so without further question she went ahead and presumed that he was one of those surface dwellers who looked intimidating in varying degrees, but shouldnât be judged by their covers. Such was her nature, in any case â always looking for the best in others.
"âŠwell, youâre right, I havenât seen the inhabitants here apart from you, soâŠthank you very much!"Â
Perhaps docking here to explore this terrain was a mistake? But no; she shouldnât think like that; she needed to learn what other lands were like and experience the differences for herself. That was what expanding her horizons meant, after all.Â
"It must be difficult, staying here," she murmured, almost to herself. Then louder, just so that they wouldnât end up lapsing into an awkward silence: "My name is Wadanohara. How may I address you, mister?"
"It is not a problem." He said calmly, shrugging a little. "The inhabitants near the core aren't something you'd wish to meet, in all truth, they are extremely violent and have not learned what morality is, quite disgusting, in my opinion, they act like starved animals." He commented, furrowing his eyebrows.
"However, you might enjoy being with the ones away from the core, the paintings, they are much kinder." Not as if he liked them, anyways, he hated these paintings, but it was mostly because he was somewhat jealous, he did want to be a painting, after all, ah what a pain.
"..." He heard her, soon nodding. "It is, but I am used to it." He added with a shrug, surely it wasn't too bad after you get used to it, of course he wouldn't wish that to anyone but...
"Wadanohara..." He repeated, nodding a bit. "You may call me Zevak, miss Wadanohara, it is a pleasure meeting you." He replied calmly, his expression remaining neutral as he scanned the area. "May I ask, in any case, what exactly brought you here?"
stripesanddemontails replied to your post:"Hi Zavak!" Bear waved a little. "um here! I wanted to bring this to you!" She offered a small orange pumpkin to him" I thought you could carve a face into it, for fun ! heh or well just keep it if you dont wanna do that, pumpkins are nice"
"Ohh I already have some. m you see Kanji grows them in his green house, and I guess he produced a lot of them so he gave me a lot to hand out. heh"
He nodded. "I see, still, I cannot accept it, Bear, perhaps you should hand it to someone else? I really do not have any good use to it." He stated with a sigh. "I would accept it if I had anything to do with it, but there's nothing."
"Hi Zavak!" Bear waved a little. "um here! I wanted to bring this to you!" She offered a small orange pumpkin to him" I thought you could carve a face into it, for fun ! heh or well just keep it if you dont wanna do that, pumpkins are nice"
"Carve it..." The sketch simply observed the pumpkin for a little. "I'd rather not do any of these, I do not follow human traditions, after all." He stated, glancing at bear. "That and..."
"Last time I was given a pumpkin to mess around with, my office ended up being a disgusting mess, I can't even eat it or bring out something good from it, you know? I think you would enjoy it more than I."
"Ainât it obvious?"
ââCause I wanna spend time with ya. Yâknow, hang out?â
"Park, spending time with you means that I'll end up with a headache."
"I've got work to do, you'll be annoying me."
Rests foot on the door and leans in to peer into the window.
"Will ya reconsider now?"
"Maybe."
"Why in the world do you want to enter, anyways?"
Kicks door.
"..."
"Being immature won't make me open the door."
"Donât be like that. Itâs reeeally not cute.â
ââsides if I got my head chopped, two more would grow in its place heheh.â
"...That's oddly disturbing, even for me."
"Still, go and have some fresh air, my office is not your home."
"So youâre in there. Great, saves me the trouble of breakinâ ân enterinâ"
"Câmon open up already."
"Stay outside, have some fresh air."
"Perhaps get beheaded by Lady Copihue."
Oy, Zevs. Your handle seems broken.
...
"Go away."
Park senses tingling.
Better lock his office's door.
"...I thought I was going to get beheaded once more, however, I got something much more unpleasant."
"I'd rather not think about what happened that day, it angers me greatly."
Her lips tugged into grin, leaning forward to rest her elbows upon the desk. No matter what threats this world posed or any potential injury - it also had its benefits. Zevak had already proven to Didier that he was a great asset and she wasnât just about to waste charity of such grandeur.
"My, my and here I was thinking chivalry was dead! How you have proven me wrong, Mr. Zevak.â Her tone had some mock offense before she ended the sentence with a chuckle. âI do hope that you will not need resorting to take up arms. The sentiment is muchly appreciated however. Hmhmhm.â
Ah, how annoying. He was still pressing upon her home, much to her dismay. The guardian thought that he would have dropped that subject. However such curiosities couldnât be helped as she was possibly more alien to him than vice versa. Sighing, Didier obliged to feed this stranger what he wished to know.
"I come from an area called Zone 8. Perhaps in size, one would relate it to a small country? The terrain is nothing short of ruthless and completely spontaneous. Nevertheless it is incredibly dangerous if not maintained."
"Does this quench your thirst for knowledge? Regardless of where I heralded from⊠I would much rather you indulged me as to where I am now, if you do not mind."
Zevak truly did not like insisting, however, upon offering his services, he always expected to learn at least something as simple as that, in any case, he was glad that she decided to tell him, it was much better than having to give her even more insistence, which no one really liked.
"That is enough, thank you." He stated with a sigh, deciding to give her a brief explanation of why did he decide to ask, now that he gave her the main reason was another thing. "I apologize for annoying you with that, miss, I'd rather make sure that you are not a painting from another artist, or another creation of some sort, you know?"
"I will not touch that subject again unless you wish to speak about it, if it makes it better." He added, sighing- Well, at least he'd managed to give her a reason for his curiosity, not the full one, but it was still enough, wasn't it?
"In any case... I wish I could offer you something to drink, but I do not have anything." Water, perhaps, but who knows if it would taste good for her, considering that it belonged to the painting wold, it would probably be like swallowing transparent paint..
"Since I'd rather not get too much into your privacy and try to force details out of you I am not going to ask any more questions." He said with a sigh. "However, if you do wish to talk about yourself, you are welcome to do so, if there is anything important about you that you need to mention I'd recommend saying so, in any case, especially if it would help in case we get attacked."
"Hm, perhaps to those who are familiar with the premises may agree with you upon the layout of this area. I am sure of it. Unfortunately this is the first I have even stepped into a realm of such curiosities - I was not to know of your whereabouts."
The guardian leaned back within her chair, crossing one leg over the other. He wouldnât have minded if she made herself just a little comfortable now, would he? Relief painted over her features upon features. It was nice that this man was concerned for her well being, it almost made her feel bad. Almost.
"Wherever you deem safe should be fine. I am in no rush to get back where I should be. I have always been fond of tours, especially when the guide is fully capable of handling himself." A pleasant laugh escaped her before she rested her gaze upon Zevak. "âŠSo long as you do not feed me to the dogs - I will have no need to come back to haunt you, yes? Although I would like to think I do not have room to worry about such hypothetical scenarios."Â
.He nodded calmly, fingers lightly tapping against his desk, a common habit of his, if anything. "I understand." For a first time, it was still probably quite complicated to move around, wasn't it? He understood completely- How many times had he seen paint all over the place after going out of his office? Plenty, people that didn't manage to find him, that's it, did he care? Not really.
Having her make herself comfortable was a good signal, she wasn't paranoid- at least it didn't seem like it, who knows if she had her guard up or not, it did not matter to him, in any case- unless anything were to go into his office- But in any case, he wouldn't attack her unless it was absolutely necessary, and with how she looked- he doubted that he'd need to be violent.
"I see." He nodded once more, closing his eyes for a couple of seconds, before opening them and glancing away. "If anything, you can use me as a shield, I guess, I don't mind." Could help him with research, could not help, who knows. "...But I wouldn't feed you to the dogs, in any case, I see no point in that." He'd lose a possible information source, after all.
Soon, the tapping of his fingers stopped, his gaze returning to her. "May I ask, in any case, where do you come from?" Could give him an idea on how to help, too.
"Then it is a good thing that I found you then, hm? Seemingly that you are well versed in this area in particular. I would much rather be in your most capable hands than my own." She leaned against the desk, lacing her blackened digits together. She appeared quite relaxed despite the fact the conversation had taken a slightly darker turn."Oh, that would not pose as a problem would it? I do not wish to sully your corridors with needless slaughter."
Didier was used to death, it wasnât uncommon for a body to suddenly appear in her zone without any context. Though the gentleman before her didnât need to know that. Since he was ever so willing to offer his help. There was no harm in playing into his trust now, was there?
"My, is that so? Is it not common courtesy to show some respect to those whom you just met? Your kindness goes wasted on those who do not simply appreciate your advice, monsieur."
âI must say, you are also quite delightful. It has been a while since I have managed to have a civil conversation. Truly, I appreciate it.â
."It is a good thing indeed." He affirmed, letting out a sigh. "But then again, it is not too hard to find my office." One of the few places near the core that weren't destroyed or incomplete, but still, entering any of these complete places expecting someone to be inthere was a completely different thing, as Zevak was probably the only one that dared to live near the core, mainly because he needed to be close to it.
"Nah, it is not a problem, I promise." He said with a shrug. "I know how to get you away from the core, it is not hard, however- I don't know where you are from, nor if it's possible to take you there from here, however, having you get to a safe place should be enough for the moment, no?" He'd need to know more about the place she came from to even try and help.
"But yeah, people come here either too agitated, or are simply plain out disrespectful, who knows why." Including the artist, weren't she the one that created him, he would have already killed her. "But ah, work is work anyways, if I have to guide them, I will."
"Mm, well, I find no use in being unpleasant around someone like you, you haven't shown yourself as a bothersome person, after all."
"Lost? Hm, I wonder indeed if that is the caseâŠ? I prefer the term âmisguidedâ. Hmhm. I could say I just took a wrong turn." She chuckled. "However in a fortunate turn of events, I have found myself here. It is not as bad as you might think."
Assistance from a stranger was certainly something Didier had always appreciated. Even if outwardly they looked nothing more than a scruffy vagrant - it was always what they were offering that usually defined them as what sort of person they were to be. She graciously took the seat before him and folded her hands upon her lap.
"My, then I would not want to walk around blindly! It would be unsightly if someone were to stumble upon my corpse. No one would want that, would they? Hmhm. I do not mind the company if you are simply offering protection."
"Oh, pardon me. I am Didier Von Seeth. Although you may just call me Didier⊠Mr. Zevak."
"...Misguided? I see." He nodded, letting out a sigh afterwards, well- She had fancy talk, something he'd have to keep in mind, probably, perhaps he could write some notes about her if there was something that called his attention, now that he was going to mention anything about that to her-- That was another thing.
"Sadly, seeing corpses around is quite often, but of course, paintings don't bleed all that bad, you know?" It was interesting to see how they were in the inside, he had to admit. "But I assume that you are not a painting, so I don't know how it would be seeing your corpse, in any case, it would be a shame if you died in hands of the creatures that roam around." Good thing that he did not care about killing beings like her.
"I could offer protection, as well as guidance, I know my ways to the core and outside areas, it all really depends on what you'd like." He added with a shrug. "I can go from handing you a simple map to escorting you, mm?" Of course, the 'price' might vary, but he always made sure to be as discrete as possible when it came to that.
"It is a pleasure." He nodded. "It's strange to see people as... Pleasant-- as you, if I'm honest." Pleasant might not be the word, but of course, compared to some other beings... She is quite pleasant to talk to.
