#pastelfates

[fairlybeloved]

@pastelfates

"Attention, citizens!" It was a Knight of some sort, facial features hidden behind a helmet. It made the announcement he projected to the surroundings slightly muffled, difficult to decipher if one wasn't paused in their daily comings and goings to pay it any mind.

"We are on the lookout for a dangerous fugitive at large! Black, spiky hair, blue eyes, six foot, two inches tall, large Buster Sword at his back----"

Said fugitive was hunkered down precariously behind a bush, not the best hiding place by itself, but especially not with a.... witness standing right at his side. A blonde haired girl, who, ironically, at least APPEARED to be looking straight at him.

Zack raised an index finger to his lips, brows furrowed in concern, quietly mouthing, 'Please don't say anything.' He looked to be injured, in a bad way himself, not in any condition to be scurrying away in a hurry as it was.

"If you SEE said fugitive, DO NOT APPROACH. Report to your local constabulary immediately." The Knight moved on, his voice carrying distantly now, a similar speech for the next set of nearby citizens.

[talesofourworlds]

@pastelfates liked for an Arise starter!

Rinwell didn't remember seeing this particular building before, but curiosity had gotten the better of her. The sign had made it sound like a blacksmith, but it looked a bit different from the ones she was used to. Then again, Rinwell reminded herself, the blacksmiths she and her friends had been to in the past had usually just taken up residence in the inns they'd visited. So this one must have been around for a while and she'd just... not seen it.

There's a chance they won't be willing to make spellbook upgrades, though, she reminded herself. It always had been lucky when the ones she'd been to before happened to have printing presses to make specific books for her to use in battle. As Rinwell walked inside, she didn't immediately see anything of the like. That didn't mean it wasn't worth asking. Now that she thought about it, though, she didn't immediately see anyone that might have worked there.

"Hello?" Rinwell called. "Is anyone here?" As soon as she found someone, she could inquire as to what sort of business they did. Mostly, Rinwell hoped to maybe get a new spellbook made. Provided, of course, that whoever worked there didn't have a problem with mages.

[strebcr-a]

(from Mana) ’ I prefer to be called evil genius. ’

"Villans are much more interesting characters anyway! Especially evil geniuses."

[strebcr-a]

{From Mana} ❝May Mana haves all your solved cubes? I need ammo for my war!!❞

"Sure thing Mana! I have a whooole box of em!" Streber said sliding over an impressively sized box full of solved rubix cubes.

*You have now acquired a whole big ass box of solved rubix cubes! Use them wisely or don't, I'm not your mom!*

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[fairlybeloved]

@pastelfates

"Hmm, wha---?" Movements, which felt more instinctual than anything else, found near immediate resistance, halting him in his tracks. He had to truly open his eyes and focus to see that it was the hand of a stranger, decidedly rejecting any other action he might fathom he take instead. His body openly accepted the bold refusal, head flopping back against the pillow.

Soft pillow actually...

Soft bed, with warm fluffy blankets. How long had it been since he'd been able to hunker down in a real bed? In a real room? Not the woods or the hard patch of something or other he was normally exposed to instead.

"What building fell on me?" He asked to no one in particular. Or....

... the stranger he then remembered had guided him back to laying down.

"Wait." He squinted, the quintessential act of 'sharpening' the vision and enhancing the ability to process puzzling situations [if only it really worked that way in reality]. "I know you. I mean, I've talked to you before?" Which wasn't exactly the same thing.

[talesofourworlds]

"What, you’ve never put cereal in a blender before? Calling yourself a chef?” (Mana for uhh Ivar or Rinwell!)

"No, I... can't say that I have," Ivar answered. Was this a regular cooking method? Maybe it was and he'd just never heard of it. Nia Khera wasn't exactly known for technological advances like the ones he was starting to get used to seeing. Now he was curious, though. His head tilted.

"What are we making that needs blended cereal, anyway?"

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