Because that is a great standard for comparison. Clearly.
[ What. No. This isn't giving a damn. Do not mistake this for— Melisandre's promised to teach him some magic and is the first fuckbuddy he has around here, with bonus convenience being right next door for both those things. If she gets offed, that's all out the window. ] I don't give a damn if you talked to Santa Claus, you're not going to some forest demon petting zoo on your own.
Is this another friend of yours? ⟪ Temporarily distracted by Santa. He does match her colour scheme, what can she say? ⟫
I would appreciate your company, you know? ⟪ There it is again, that cheerful tune of hers. ⟫ Besides, if you wish to become a Shadowbinder, you will need to encounter some spirits. Learn to interact with them. It is not an art that came from mankind, after all.
No, it's— [ There's such a disconnect between their lived experiences that Rafe is either going to turn into Funk & Wagnalls as a side gig or bash his forehead into a wall. ] Never mind.
Is it someone I'll have to warn you of, should he appear here?
⟪ Because honestly, she wouldn't be surprised if there's a few hundred people from his world who want to murder him, and now that she spends plenty of time in his presence, that just seems like it would be bad press. ⟫
I am about to leave the general store. Do you reckon we need anything else?
Sure. You can't miss him. White hair, little thick around the waist, bushy beard, has the same taste in tailor as you do. Keep an eye out.
[ Look, just. Okay look. He can't not be an asshole. It's a reflex.
As for the rest, he would love if Melisandre could pick up a cup or two of common sense but that appears to be out of stock. So he holds his answer in abeyance until he comes swinging down off the roof of the general store. It's quick work unhooking his makeshift grapple, a flick of the wrist after landing before he starts coiling the rope up again. ]
What, that? [ Rafe glances up at the building he'd just dropped down from before looking back at Melisandre with a shrug. ] That's nothing. And I had the grapple.
[ You should see the shit he's pulled at home. ]
And casual my ass, there's nothing about to eat you up there.
Your life's force is tied to a fragile little lantern!
⟪ And you swing about like a monkey and make ass-eating jokes! That said, she is all too happy to hand him a basket of food – she has a bag of her own. ⟫ Most creatures prefer to go for whatever comes their way first. At the very least, this should buy us time in case we need to hurry.
⟪ A shrug. ⟫ Besides, if it eats, it breathes, and if it breathes, alchemy can kill it for us.
Yes, presumably so you may break it and your neck in one fell swoop!
⟪ Now that it is firmly established neither of them cares at all about the other's safety –– apparently, she is just going to head on off now. This is it, this is all the planning she intends to do. ⟫
At any rate, the Postmaster seemed to have been excited, and they haven't devoured anyone yet. I think we may be heading for this village the masked man found.
[ Rafe is almost mildly offended to hear that and it shows in his tone. He's been doing this for years, give him some dang credit, woman. ]
I don't fall.
[ Ah hell. Would've been great if his predilection for heights had been enough to distract from this cockeyed plan of hers. But since it's not, Rafe follows along, rolling his eyes in the dark above her head. ]
Yet, being that keyword. [ He can't help but stress. ] Yet.
And to every single other person in Beacon, I would say the same thing: you don't fall. ⟪ This is less about what she says and more about what she doesn't say. ⟫
I have lived in a city filled with Shadows and all manner of unearthly creatures. ⟪ Still, can't say she doesn't appreciate the company. The forrest is dark. ⟫ Still, I'll make it worth your while. I believe we may have to cross the river, and I don't think either of us is up for building bridges not made of magic.
Yeah, [ he snorts, ] really doubt other people in Beacon have a portfolio quite like mine.
[ Meaning that if other persons attempt this and say they don't fall, Melisandre is allowed and in fact encouraged to laugh in their face.
While Rafe wants to argue that no matter what that old City had been, it'd been at least a known or slightly better known than whatever the hell is out in these woods. But Melisandre is about as easy to dissuade upon deciding something as he is...and. Okay, yeah, he can't lie. More magic practice is a bit of an incentive. ]
Not without a shitload more chopping than I'm feeling like right now, no.
No, where –– ⟪ now, she looks truly confused. ⟫ It's not about the port you own. My meaning was that to other people, I would not doubt your skill. And it is not your skill I doubt, it's the ground's mercy, and the reliableness of these walls and roofs.
⟪ And now that makes it sound like she cares, so really, it's truly best if she focuses on the teaching part. And granted, she's at least having a tiny moment of considering the image of Rafe chopping down a tree. It's a good one. ⟫
I'll show you how the larger constructions are made. You may not be fully ready for those, but it's a base principle which can be applied to shields, too.
I don't own a... [ Is he really going to start arguing the semantics and etymology of portfolio here? Now? No. Rafe can recognize a losing battle when it's waving the dictionary in his face. (..And to be perfectly honest, he may well actually own a harbor or two. You hit a certain point in wealth where you just can't keep track of everything.) ] Never mind.
[ Moving on. And happy to do so with the promise of another lesson forthcoming. Though at the same time— ]
You sure you won't be too wiped afterwards? If this is a big enough to-do, we don't exactly know if there's anywhere to hole up and recuperate.
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[ What. No. This isn't giving a damn. Do not mistake this for— Melisandre's promised to teach him some magic and is the first fuckbuddy he has around here, with bonus convenience being right next door for both those things. If she gets offed, that's all out the window. ] I don't give a damn if you talked to Santa Claus, you're not going to some forest demon petting zoo on your own.
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I would appreciate your company, you know? ⟪ There it is again, that cheerful tune of hers. ⟫ Besides, if you wish to become a Shadowbinder, you will need to encounter some spirits. Learn to interact with them. It is not an art that came from mankind, after all.
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Where are you.
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⟪ Because honestly, she wouldn't be surprised if there's a few hundred people from his world who want to murder him, and now that she spends plenty of time in his presence, that just seems like it would be bad press. ⟫
I am about to leave the general store. Do you reckon we need anything else?
@dysmas :// voice > action;
[ Look, just. Okay look. He can't not be an asshole. It's a reflex.
As for the rest, he would love if Melisandre could pick up a cup or two of common sense but that appears to be out of stock. So he holds his answer in abeyance until he comes swinging down off the roof of the general store. It's quick work unhooking his makeshift grapple, a flick of the wrist after landing before he starts coiling the rope up again. ]
None that I can think of.
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You criticise me for a casual walk, and yet you swing from the rooftops as if you long for nothing but death itself!
⟪ Melisandre? Afraid of heights? The only thing worse is deep water. ⟫
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[ You should see the shit he's pulled at home. ]
And casual my ass, there's nothing about to eat you up there.
[ He knows!! He checked!! ]
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⟪ And you swing about like a monkey and make ass-eating jokes! That said, she is all too happy to hand him a basket of food – she has a bag of her own. ⟫ Most creatures prefer to go for whatever comes their way first. At the very least, this should buy us time in case we need to hurry.
⟪ A shrug. ⟫ Besides, if it eats, it breathes, and if it breathes, alchemy can kill it for us.
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[ He says it slowly, thumb hooking at the rope banded over his shoulder and under his arm to hold said lantern in place.
And now has a basket of food in his hands. God. Why is this his life? Oh right, because he's dead. ]
You realize we're what's coming their way, right? This is a concept you've wrapped your head around?
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⟪ Now that it is firmly established neither of them cares at all about the other's safety –– apparently, she is just going to head on off now. This is it, this is all the planning she intends to do. ⟫
At any rate, the Postmaster seemed to have been excited, and they haven't devoured anyone yet. I think we may be heading for this village the masked man found.
⟪ And he's alive! So! ⟫
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I don't fall.
[ Ah hell. Would've been great if his predilection for heights had been enough to distract from this cockeyed plan of hers. But since it's not, Rafe follows along, rolling his eyes in the dark above her head. ]
Yet, being that keyword. [ He can't help but stress. ] Yet.
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I have lived in a city filled with Shadows and all manner of unearthly creatures. ⟪ Still, can't say she doesn't appreciate the company. The forrest is dark. ⟫ Still, I'll make it worth your while. I believe we may have to cross the river, and I don't think either of us is up for building bridges not made of magic.
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[ Meaning that if other persons attempt this and say they don't fall, Melisandre is allowed and in fact encouraged to laugh in their face.
While Rafe wants to argue that no matter what that old City had been, it'd been at least a known or slightly better known than whatever the hell is out in these woods. But Melisandre is about as easy to dissuade upon deciding something as he is...and. Okay, yeah, he can't lie. More magic practice is a bit of an incentive. ]
Not without a shitload more chopping than I'm feeling like right now, no.
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⟪ And now that makes it sound like she cares, so really, it's truly best if she focuses on the teaching part. And granted, she's at least having a tiny moment of considering the image of Rafe chopping down a tree. It's a good one. ⟫
I'll show you how the larger constructions are made. You may not be fully ready for those, but it's a base principle which can be applied to shields, too.
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[ Moving on. And happy to do so with the promise of another lesson forthcoming. Though at the same time— ]
You sure you won't be too wiped afterwards? If this is a big enough to-do, we don't exactly know if there's anywhere to hole up and recuperate.