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Who: Frankenstein (serve) & others
What: Event starters + monthly catchall
When: September
Where: Flona Cove, likely other places
Warning(s): Violence in at least one thread, sex in another. Looks away.


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[ Why the fuck you gotta call me out like this, Alma :(

But Riza, at least, is a lady and nothing short of courteous, and so she takes the proffered hand in her own, grip solid and firm. (She's not a delicate flower, by any means.) ]

Of course not. Though, [ her voice takes on something of a warning note as they step into the teleporter and it takes on a faint glow in preparation ] the first trip can be—disorienting.

[ But don't worry Frankie, if you fall, she'll be there to catch you. ]

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I appreciate the warning. This is stretching the limits of what science can do, so it makes sense that the ride would be... bumpy.

[ Her grip is firm, fitting of a woman with proven strong resolve, but warm nonetheless. He makes sure to hold on firmly himself, not wanting to lose her in the depths of space.

Though, maybe it's because this is his first time traveling instantaneously, but the flash of light followed by the sudden landing still catches him by surprise. It is only because Riza warned him that he manages to keep control of his balance, but even then, only barely. He stumbles forward a bit, surprised at the amount of whiplash, and looks over to his companion, concerned. Did she make it?! ]

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[ this tay is so gay.....so het?? who knows

Anyway, they zip down to Olympia with a minimum of fuss—or are meant to at least, but things don't turn out quite that way. Despite the number of times she's teleported before, her landing this time around doesn't go as smooth as it usually does. Her foot catches on something - a small stone, a piece of debris - uneven just enough that, combined with Frankenstein's own stumble, she tips forward with a small yelp, the ground rushing up to meet her. ]

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[ Though she had been kind enough to give him a warning, this is apparently still a strange experience, even for someone who's been here longer. Thankfully, his reflexes are such that he can act quickly, not taking a second to hesitate before moving to break her fall.

He moves quickly in front of her, breaking her stumble with his chest and arms, hands bracing themselves gently along her shoulders. ]

Does this not get any easier with time? [ He sounds lighthearted about it, though. ]

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[ Well, then.

She's not a woman prone to bouts of embarrassment and shame, but it's hard not to feel acutely self-aware when she's pressed up against his chest and his hands are warm against her arms. It's not often she's within inches of another person, let alone inches of an attractive man she holds in high regard.

Of course, she's quick to right herself, pulling away and putting a respectable amount of distance between the two of them. There's a pale flush to her cheeks now though, at odds with the otherwise composed set of her shoulders and face. ]

It does, but it seems as though I misstepped somewhere. Thank you for catching me.

[ Also thanks for letting her feel up those nice muscles, Frankie. ]

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[ He exhales in relief when he feels the warm weight of her against him, balance regained quickly and no foul done. Ordinarily, Frankenstein wouldn't think anything of helping someone like this, far past the point of feeling embarrassed for a simple act of helping someone. And maybe he would have escaped fluster if he hadn't caught the slight coloring on Riza's cheeks, fleeting but very much present.

It's surprising, and enough to cause his eyes to widen. Now he feels a little awkward about their closeness, too. He hesitates very briefly with what to say next, lest he accidentally embarrass her further. ]

I'm sure you would have done the same for me. Although, given my size, we're pretty lucky I'm not the one who landed on that rock.

[ He looks around at their surroundings. ] So this is Olympia?

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[ She absolutely would have, though that makes his action no less chivalrous. While she hopes the best of people, strangers and friends alike, she's learned not to expect anything. ]

Let's hope that doesn't come to pass the next time you land in Olympia.

[ Especially if he's traveling by his lonesome.

But for now, there's all of Olympia's residential district to explore, though perhaps they should find his lodgings first. Actually, he hasn't been assigned a place to live yet, has he, nor gained his official papers. ]

It is, though there's someplace we'll need to stop first before you have free roam.

[ Come on, Frankie, follow the nice woman who looks like she knows where she's going. ]

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We're required to present ourselves officially to city officials, aren't we?

[ At least, he figures that's what she means. Either way, he's still glad to have such a knowledgeable guide.

Once they head into the main square, it isn't long before an official finds them, and stops to see his papers.

After a particularly unpleasant and tense interaction, Frankenstein remains apparently unshaken, though that may be because he hasn't noticed that the nametag he wears has changed in content. No longer does it merely say his name and house, but also:

Secretly, I am over 2000 years old, get way too overexcited about violence, and ask to see my dark spear! ]

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[ It is what she means, and she's impressed he catches on so quickly. (Most are eager to simply bumble about until they're found by a weary officer.)

Though even without their bumbling, the officials of Olympia find them quick, either forewarned of an incoming wave of new Refugees or simply through sheer luck. It's not a pleasant encounter, this particular official bearing some unexplained ill will to the both of them, but as with all things it ends eventually, the man huffing in annoyance as he lumbers away, no doubt to find another new arrival to terrorize.

This isn't her city, nor even her government, but she feels obligated to apologize all the same. ]

With any luck, that'll be the last we see of him.

[ The name listed on his badge she already knows, but the facts listed, as always, are quite new to her. She eyes the name a moment before asking: ]

Is this 'dark spear' mentioned on your name badge a weapon?

[ Or is it a euphemism? Either way, she should probably...ask about it more generally before asking to see it. Not that she hasn't seen a man's dangly bits before, but they are out in public. ]

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It's a natural human response, to be wary of outsiders.

[ Time and time again has shown that. So while he's soured to the experience, he doesn't blame the man entirely.

He looks genuinely taken aback that Riza casually mentions Dark Spear, momentarily stunned into silence until he looks down at what she's looking at. ]

Ah!

[ That's... a whole lot of unwanted spoilers offered all at once. For once, he actually looks embarrassed about something, laughing nervously. ]

That's too much.

[ He's laughing, but he's actually livid, to have his privacy invaded like that. Not at Riza, but at whoever did this. Still, he addresses her rather easily. ]

But yes, Dark Spear is my main weapon. It's not exactly something ideal for show and tell, though... [ It'd be really weird... why is this nametag like this. ]

why do i always end up making the spear jokes

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[ If it's any consolation to him, it's evident from the uncomprehending expression on her face that she has no idea of true nature of Dark Spear and the history behind it. On the contrary, his description of it leads her down a completely different path. Her brows crinkle in consternation as she peers up at him. ]

I see.

[ So he's that type of man then, is he? Well, he's attractive enough that his success rates in his endeavours must surely be high. ]

Two thousand years is a long time to perfect such skills.

[ He must really be good with that spear of his by now. :pepehm: ]

nasty

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[ Meanwhile, Riza’s own response has sufficiently shaken him, because he has no idea how to interpret her reaction. He just… stares back, brow furrowing in a similar way. ]

Yes, I suppose so… [ How does he continue without airing more of his dirty laundry but making sure she gets the idea this isn’t something weird… ]

Dark Spear is capable of terrible devastation. I hope not to have to use it, but if it is necessary to fight in order to keep this world peaceful, I do whatever it takes to protect it.

[ So… not a dick joke :pepecry:. He then smiles warmly at Riza. ] And you, Miss Riza. Though I have no doubt you can take care of yourself.