[closed]

[sweetwater]

Who: Cheryl Blossom (sweetwater) & Bellamy Blake (jettisons)
What: Cheryl makes friends!(?)
When: mid-Nov
Where: a market within Wyver
Warning(s): none


[ Cheryl's impatient to be settled somewhere again. she thinks she prefers Olympia, but Wyver isn't awful now that she's not ill. at the very least there's plenty to see in the market. most importantly: browsing through the stalls is a good cover for eavesdropping on people and getting a feel for who is who.

she's leafing through the pages of a leather bound book when she spies a familiar face - it takes a long moment to place him. ]

Bellamy Blake. [Cheryl returns the book to the pile it came from and flashes him a smile.]

Shouldn't you be out a hunting trip?

Comments

[sweetwater]

I don't eat food I can't identify. [ it's a good rule, Bellamy. ] You clean up nicely. I assume this [ she gestures to him. ] is cleaned up?

[jettisons]

[There it is. She gets an almost smile.]

Let me guess. Concealer?

[sweetwater]

A little concealer never hurt anyone, but you should really start with a haircut and a comb. [ SHE'S JUST SAYING. ] We may be refugees but we don't need to look like it.

[ anyway... ] What do you do when you're not rallying the troops?

[jettisons]

[And the insult slides right off, but she's right—his hair is kind of a mess, as always.]

There isn't much to do here when we're not in emergency mode. You?

[sweetwater]

[ she means well. sometimes. Cheryl doesn't really know how to do the whole nice thing. ]

The same. A little bit of sightseeing, exploring the shops. Reading, sometimes, but I can't find anything I've ever heard of before.

[jettisons]

Yeah, neither can I. Guess that means you've got a lot of catching up to do.

[He finally closes the distance between them more fully, studying the books set out on the stall.]

What did you read back home?

[sweetwater]

[ she'd been disappointed that she didn't recognize any of the titles or authors, but he's right that she has a whole new literary world to explore. ]

Classics, poetry, French works that fall into the first two categories. And you?

[jettisons]

[That's exactly what he would have guessed for her, actually.]

Classics, sure. The Iliad's my favorite.

[sweetwater]

[ she likes that answer and he gets a smile without the sharpness. ] "No man or woman born, coward or brave, can shun his destiny." [ Cheryl quoting The Iliad would surprise basically no one. ] An excellent choice.

It's tragedy, isn't it? Millennia of literature that only remains in our memories, with these to replace it.

[jettisons]

[Wow, look at that! Cheryl gets a genuine smile from him. It's small, but it's there.]

Guess we're going back to basics, unless you feel like writing it all down from memory.

[sweetwater]

[ she laughs. if only, tbh. ]

The Iliad by Homer, translated by Cheryl Blossom. It does have a nice ring to it but not even I have it all memorized. Unless you have it memorized.

[jettisons]

No, I don't. Maybe we could fill in each other's gaps.

[Even that's giving them too much credit, probably, and it's clear he's not serious.]

[sweetwater]

[ THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID way too much credit, but it's fun to pretend. ]

Maybe we'll just keep it our secret. Others might not appreciate it the same.

[jettisons]

You don't think so? Why?