text; Sweet lily of the hidden valley

[bearshermark]

I hope everyone is doing alright. It seems sleep is becoming difficult for many. In addition to healing, I have a sleep spell if anyone finds themselves in need of it.


Archeval, Five, Lan Wangji- I have your requests.

[Arche, if you are mind-tricking him while he tries to get this knife to you, he doesn't appreciate it]

Mina- I have a few questions for you when you have a moment, if you don't mind.

-Eleven

[ooc: happy to action thread or handwave gift recipient things :)]

Comments

un: heart-fluttering hummingbird

[downswing]

You achieved cutting wire?

[bearshermark]

Yes. It took some reworking to find a good method in which to achieve durability, flexibility, and strength, but I believe the final result should serve.

[downswing]

It will. I thank you.

[bearshermark]

It was an enjoyable project.

I will be happy to gift it to you when next we cross paths.

[downswing]

How did you acquire it?

[bearshermark]

I had collected extra material and with some assistance, I was able to take advantage of an opportunity that presented itself at the forges for a few days.

un: Taste of twilight’s trickled honeydew

[pinkxeno]

do u have anything for the cold?

and sure
what do u need to know?

[bearshermark]

I have fire magic, yes. I'm only unsure of how I would impart it to anyone as an ongoing source of warmth outside of candles or a lantern.

My questions are about the potential properties of acid. We can speak in person if you'd like.

[pinkxeno]

yeah i dont think itd work

yeah
im at the house since i cant leave )=
meet me there! [ she is easy to spot, at least ]

action

[bearshermark]

[Reminded she can't leave, Eleven runs a quick errand, then seeks her out. When he finds her, he's laden with a tray piled with two bowls and carefully sets it down as he lowers himself to sit.]

The soup will help against the cold. And I imagine you must be very tired of millet.

[pinkxeno]

[ When Mina sees Eleven approaching with a tray, she quickly approaches, already excited and curious. Food, it's food! And NOT millet!! ]

For me?! [ she gasps, quickly sitting down next to the other and taking a bowl ] Thank you! I was starting to think they had nothing else in this place.

[bearshermark]

[He smiles, pleased satisfaction swelling in his chest even as its underscored by guilt that he hadn't thought of her plight sooner. Eleven picks up his own to start in on]

If ever you have the coin and want something from outside, I wouldn't mind getting it for you if I'm free.

[handmaiden of unsheathed swords] posted:

[darkeststars]

Don't run yourself ragged, hero.

[ Now would he do a thing like that? Well, yes, he would. But that's not why you've had a harder time finding him at the House of Dew just recently. Whoops. ]

Shall we meet outside that tavern? I'm off about town.

[bearshermark]

[listen, buddy, he is most definitely going to run himself ragged]

Yes, I can meet you there shortly if you aren't terribly busy at the moment.

1/2

[darkeststars]

Not especially. I'll see you within the hour then.

[ honestly now. He really needs to stop this horrible habit of collecting goody-two-shoes types, it's exhausting. ]

2/2 action

[darkeststars]

[ He's in that convenient alley not too far from the tavern front doors when Eleven heads down that way, leaned against a cleaner section of wall squinting at some items of "paper" he's managed to acquire. Can't pick up the language if you don't do any studying. It isn't like there's a Sa-Hareth-to-Galactic-Basic dictionary or anything, but he's been around the block a few times with picking up alien languages on the fly and is currently trying to match up some of the speech he's heard around with sounds in the local writing. ]

Hm? Ah. Over here--

[ In case Eleven doesn't hear his not-particularly-loud call, there comes a brief telekinetic nudge at the other's shoulder as El walks by. ]

[bearshermark]

[Eleven turns, expecting to need to apologize for running into someone, but breaks into a relieved smile to see Archeval instead. He peers curiously at the back of the pages he's looking at, but the foreign text glosses together, undecipherable]

Can you read that?

[darkeststars]

[ raising an amused brow ] Not really. And before you go on, no, it doesn't help that much either, but one must start somewhere and this planet hasn't invented language-teaching holos yet. [ he closes the book he's currently looking at to tuck it away for now -- a Sa-Hareth citizen walking by who knows their letters would see he's nicked something about "The Economics of Fishery Trade in the North", but of course he has no idea -- and idly brushes off his hands. ]

Shall we? Perhaps we can walk and talk. This cold is far too miserable for standing around.

[bearshermark]

[He nods, content to walk idly unless Archeval prefers to lead them in a given direction. His only interest lays in avoiding the undead where possible.]

It's impressive that you're trying to learn. I think I'd get a headache just from looking at that paper for too long.

un: first blush of tender youth

[somebadnews]

[ This message finds him while he's... busy. He forgot all about his request. Hm. Well, that's convenient. ]

Location.


ooc: assuming this as pre-heist(!)

[bearshermark]

Our refuge at the moment, but I can meet you elsewhere if you prefer.


[ooc: Probably, since he's chatting with Mina. Not like El has a schedule for the heist tho ahahha]

[somebadnews]

[ Let him think about it. He doesn't want to waste time looking around for him, but he can spot most of them by now. And anyway, it might come in handy in the near future. ]

The servant's entrance. I'll be there.

[ -- And he obviously must have been close by, because he's there almost as soon as he says it. Looking around so casually, like any thirteen-year-old in a brothel might. Eventually the novelty wears off. ]


ooc: shh you don't have to know about a thing El it's fine

action

[bearshermark]

[Eleven glances up from peering down the sword's length for minute imperfections and blinks. The boy isn't dressed like any of the courtesan children he's seen around, but he looks oddly at ease standing there.]

Ah, hello. Are you looking for someone?

[somebadnews]

[ It's only a few moments before his searching gaze settles on the young man with the sword. As much as he appreciates that he didn't keep him waiting, he can already feel that familiar creep of irritation when he doesn't make the same connection. ]

You have something for me.

[bearshermark]

[Eleven tips his head, lowering the sword and looking the boy over. He slides the weapon back into its sheathe to avoid appearing threatening in case this isn't the person he's meant to meet. Odd, that, if it's true. But come to think of it, he's glimpsed him around a few times and his voice.. well, he's heard him before, but while youthful, he hadn't thought-

Still, he has to be sure before he hands over a weapon.]

You're Five, then?