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What: April catch-all. March event aftermath especially.
When: April
Where: Wyver
Warning(s): Could be frank discussion of death and/or torture
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[The courier had greeted her with a bow before bestowing her gifts upon her: a ring, an invitation, and apparently the undying appreciation of Wyver itself. Left stunned, Mantis had only managed to mutter a 'thank you' before the courier was gone. The ring itself not really in her taste, but it is finely wrought and given with gratitude (and imbued with magic) so she slips it on.
Of course it fits perfectly.
It isn't until she's attempting to run a few errands (or simply just enjoy the city) a few days later that she realizes it's significance.
And, really, she could have done with a first gift given her to be something other than someone's freshly hunted carcass. It is, at least, nicely field-dressed. They are very adamant, nearly shoving it into her arms as she tries to lean away from it and she's left holding it at arm's length while two young men shower her with compliments and flattery as they leave her there, in the middle of the street.]
Oh.
[Help.]
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[There are other, better perks to this whole thing. Her favorite drink is sitting in front her, given to her freely by the bartender who hailed her a hero of Wyver as she stared wide-eyed at him.
She's had to be just as adamanat as he about the mountains of food he'd tried to bring her.
She's not paying any attention to whomever might come toward the table, so if someone so much as pauses next to her table, she'll automatically give the answer she's beeing giving for the past hour.]
The drink is all I want. I'm really not hungry.
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uglybug) & anyone What: April catch-all. March event aftermath especially.
When: April
Where: Wyver
Warning(s): Could be frank discussion of death and/or torture
i
[The courier had greeted her with a bow before bestowing her gifts upon her: a ring, an invitation, and apparently the undying appreciation of Wyver itself. Left stunned, Mantis had only managed to mutter a 'thank you' before the courier was gone. The ring itself not really in her taste, but it is finely wrought and given with gratitude (and imbued with magic) so she slips it on.
Of course it fits perfectly.
It isn't until she's attempting to run a few errands (or simply just enjoy the city) a few days later that she realizes it's significance.
And, really, she could have done with a first gift given her to be something other than someone's freshly hunted carcass. It is, at least, nicely field-dressed. They are very adamant, nearly shoving it into her arms as she tries to lean away from it and she's left holding it at arm's length while two young men shower her with compliments and flattery as they leave her there, in the middle of the street.]
Oh.
[Help.]
ii
[There are other, better perks to this whole thing. Her favorite drink is sitting in front her, given to her freely by the bartender who hailed her a hero of Wyver as she stared wide-eyed at him.
She's had to be just as adamanat as he about the mountains of food he'd tried to bring her.
She's not paying any attention to whomever might come toward the table, so if someone so much as pauses next to her table, she'll automatically give the answer she's beeing giving for the past hour.]
The drink is all I want. I'm really not hungry.
iii
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Oh. I'm sorry. Hello. [She gestures across the table, to the empty seat.] Please, have a seat.
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[Riku may seem a little startled too… honestly he'd just come over for a quick word of thanks. But well, if she's offering then he might as well stay for a moment.]
Say… what's your name? I never got a chance to ask.
[Unsurprising, considering what happened on the mountain, but well…]
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But she is happy to make an acquaintance today.]
My name is Mantis. I didn't catch yours either.
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[He smiles back faintly, then nods at the ring she's wearing.]
Maybe you should think about concealing that, if you don't want the attention.
[It does seem like she is a little tired of it at least, given how she's greeted him.]
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I think it's too late, here and now. I like it here and the bartender knows who I am, whether I'm wearing a ring or not.
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Still, it might be a good idea for the future.
[Anyway…]
You come here often?
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Whenever I can. I like it a lot. [Wryly:] Suddenly, they seem to like me here, too.
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It’s kind of weird how the locals react to just seeing the ring. I definitely don’t feel anything like a hero.
[He got himself caught after all… and was powerless until rescue had arrived.]
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You are a hero. What you did and endured makes you one. [A brief pause.] I did not what would happen when I put the ring on. It's... weird.