open november catch-all ( haru okumura + princess yona )

[frombetrayal]

Who: Haru Okumura (frombetrayal) & you! Princess Yona (cutefaced) & you, too.
What: A post-event catch-all for November. Personalized starters will be in the comments.
When: Anytime after the event.
Where: Basically anywhere, though mainly Wyver for now.
Warning(s): Nothing at the moment, but I'll add them as things come up. Mephisto and Jae-Ha are in the middle of some 18+ shenanigans in one thread but that's probably getting cut short.

haru;

one - searching for supplies;
[Haru's up in the Old City today, taking a look at the marketplace. She doesn't seem too perturbed by the state of the Old City itself; sure, it's... definitely got a sort of dangerous feel to it, but she's pretty capable of defending herself if need be.

The axe she's got strapped to her back is something she knows how to use, after all.

That being said, she's not really anticipating a fight - it's more of a precautionary measure. She's calm and polite with the merchants as she looks through their wares, though eventually, she has to stop and ask someone for directions-]

Um, excuse me. [You! Yes, you! Help a girl out.] You don't happen to know where there might be someone selling gardening tools, do you?

[Do they even garden here? Man, she doesn't know. There's plants every which way down in the jungle itself, but they don't really seem organized - it's a very wild feel.

Which has its own charm, of course, but...]

two - foraging for foliage;
[Midway through the month, Haru decides it's about time to get her butt in gear. She's more or less decided that she will be returning to Olympia eventually, but she doesn't want to forget the nice parts of Wyver, either...

So.

She's got a pack full of supplies and a simple sketchpad in hand. You might catch her throughout the city, taking sketches of the various plants that are growing there -

Or you might catch her looking at one or two of them, puzzled.]

Hmm... I wonder if there's some way of harvesting seeds from this?

[If she can, she'd like to grow some of these back in Olympia - though she's not sure they'll take to the climate there.

...eventually, of course, she'll wander to the Undergrowth. She has, at least, stopped to grab her axe, but now she's lingering at the entrance, checking over her supplies.]

Well, no time like the present...

[In she goes!]

three - many hands make light work;
[Haru's spent a decent amount of time in Wyver - but, toward the end of the month, she joins the volunteer efforts to help get Olympia back on its feet. It's only fair, after all - Olympia was kind enough to take them all in when they first arrived, and she can't in good conscience leave them to flounder now.

So. If you're on the road to Olympia at the same time as her, she raises a hand and calls out -]

Hello there!

[Safety in numbers, after all; maybe you can travel together!

On the other hand, if you encounter her once you're both back in Olympia, you can find her basically anywhere in the city - helping move supplies around, working on general cleanup, et cetera, et cetera. She's pretty strong for a girl her age.

Of course, everyone needs to take a break sometime, and she's no exception. Catch her while she's taking a breather and getting a bite to eat, and she might wave you over.]

Are you hungry? I have enough to share.

yona;

one - bad decision time;
[So. Uh.

Here's Yona. Here's Yona at Falmi's Ring, watching some of the fights with interest while clutching a few coins in one hand. Gambling probably is not the best habit for a princess to get into, but she's heard that if you get good at it, it can be a way of making money quickly. And since she doesn't have a steady job yet - she's mainly been doing odd job around Wyver for some coin - this seems as good an option as any.

For now, she's observing the fights. Her eyes are fixed on a slender man currently in the ring, ducking and weaving to avoid his much brawnier opponents' moves. He's quick on his feet and his strategy seems to be wearing his opponent down.]

Hmm... He's doing pretty well...

[Maybe she'll bet on him in the next fight.]

two - practice makes perfect;
[Thunk.

What's that sound? Well, that's the sound of Yona hurling small throwing knives (which she, uh, "borrowed" from Jae-Ha, sorry Jae-Ha) at a tree trunk. But it's better than the alternative! The sound means she's hitting her target and not, you know, missing and nearly throwing a sharp object at your face.]

Hah! I'm getting better at this.

[She's run out... looking proud of herself, she hurries over to pull the knives from the tree and heads back to the line she's drawn in the dirt for herself. Time to get back to work... Oh, hey, there's a person.]

Oh, sorry! Was I bothering you?

[Alternatively -

Thunk. Thunk.

...

Silence, and then-]

Oh, oops!

[Looks like she missed. Maybe you're an unfortunate passerby that is now going to have to dodge the knife? Maybe you got hit. Who knows.]

three - fangirl mode, activate;
[By now, Yona's a pretty common face at the stables, especially now that the week of the full moon has passed, the dragons are back where they're supposed to be, and they're not trying to... you know, eat them.

Today, she's hanging around and peering at them when she gets the chance.]

They're so beautiful...! I wish I could ride one.

[But, uh, she's broke. Alas.

Alternatively, if you catch her in the West, you may see her watching some of the dancers with interest.

...later in the night, you might catch her in a secluded part of town, trying to mimic the moves on her own. She's not quite ready to join in the dancing herself, but she would like to learn!

She's a little unsteady on her feet, though. It's a lot of twirling and jumping.

Heck, she might even stumble out and smack into you if you're not careful.]

Oh— I'm sorry!

wildcard;

[If none of the above works for you, just hit me with whatever! Alternatively, hit me up by PM or at hungriest and I'll be glad to write a personalized starter for you.]

Comments

[terrantrash]

_{[That gets him to look at her, somewhat startled. Sure, he knows she didn't mean it that way, but he can't help but ask.]}

...What sort did you want to leave then?

[cutefaced]

...um.

[Oh.

Well, now she's thinking about the kind of marks that she could leave, and just the thought brings a blush to her cheeks. It's her fault for phrasing it like that, but...]

The... good kind? [Just. Gonna. Keep working on cleaning up his wound now, yes.]

[terrantrash]

Then...I wouldn't mind.

_{[It's said softly, as he leaves it at that, letting his gaze fall to watching her clean him up instead.]}

[cutefaced]

[This is it. This is how she dies.

Her grip on the washcloth falters, just a little, but she manages to keep her cool well enough to continue clearing the blood away. Then she brings it back to rinse the cloth out, and has to add a little soap to it.

Sorry, Slaine. This might sting a bit.

But at least that part is over and done with quickly, and she abandons the washcloth for the bandages at the earliest opportunity.

Keeping her eyes on the wound makes it a little easier to focus, but she can still feel warmth in her cheeks when she decides that the silence has gone on a little too long. Better to address this head-on.]

...is it that you wouldn't mind it, or that you would like it?

[There's a difference, and to her, it's important.]

[terrantrash]

<sub>[It's not that it doesn't sting (it does) but in comparison to how it felt already, the discomfort was nothing. It'd probably swell and look gross in the coming days, but as long as it didn't end up infected, it would heal well enough.

As much protest as he had put up before, it is a good thing he's letting her bandage him up. It would be awkward to try and wrap up the wound with only one hand.

The question has him looking down at his knees from where he's taken a seat, pink in the face. He's already drowned in shame. Might as well be honest.]

I'd like it.</sub>

[cutefaced]

[Yona swallows hard.

...he said it. It was quiet, but he said it, and she heard it. She's already said that if there are things he wants, things he would like, then she'll make them happen. And it might have taken some prompting, but...

He admitted it.]

Then... um...

[How can she phrase this...?]

...would you like for me to give you a mark to match the one you gave me...?

[terrantrash]

_{[When she asks him he can't help but nod his head in agreement, embarrassed at himself but unable to deny it. He would like for her to leave her mark on him, in anyway she'd like to. If it was the way he'd done so to her (albeit by mistake) he'd have no complaints.]}

I would.

[cutefaced]

...then...

[Okay. Okay. He's admitted he'd like it, and she even has an idea of where to leave it, now. It shouldn't be too difficult to do.

Once his arm is fully bandaged, anyway. And it's just about done - all she has to do is tie off the bandages. When she does, she sets the leftovers aside, then reaches for his hand.]

...should we wait until you're not hurt anymore, or...?

[terrantrash]

_{[He gives her a soft thanks when the bandage is finally tied, attention diverted by what she asks. Sure, his shoulder is sore, but it's not going to stop him from shaking his head, perhaps a little too quickly.]}

It doesn't really hurt, it's fine.

[cutefaced]

[...if he's not hurting...

She laces her fingers together with his, then nods. It's difficult to look directly at him, but she's sticking close anyway.]

Let's go back to my room, then...?

[That sounds about right. That was where they'd done this sort of thing before - and the mattress will be easier to rest on if they get overwhelmed and need to take a break.]

[meinwaifu]

[Pets!! Reward nothing, if she wants him to behave, this is the way to do it. It was definitely weird how much he enjoyed being pampered and petted like this, but it's not like anyone ever said Mephisto wasn't a weirdo.]

[So for now he'll enjoy this, waiting for the right opportunity to cause mischief again...]

[razzledazzles]

Don't just laugh at this! Cover me up, too, and let her leave! Or let me down, already!

[HELP HE CAN'T DO ANYTHING LIKE THIS BUT DIE]

[originallutece]

A sound plan.

[Rosalind straightens up. It's easy to part a crowd when you walk like someone who means business; she strides like a queen, arrogant and seemingly knowing that people just will move out of her way.

It usually works. It certainly gets them to the betting office, where Rosalind ignores the man's semi-incredulous stare.]

Twenty-five silver on our reigning champion, if you please.

[You can't place a bet once the match has started--]

Obviously. But he's going to win, and I'd like to place it for then.

[She had not, in fact, known that, but it's easy to recover for such a slip. The man looks a bit more incredulous, but Rosalind's glare could freeze blood, and soon enough he's doing what she tells him.]

[terrantrash]

Y...Yes.

_{[Is this seriously happening right now? Apparently it is, for Slaine finds his fingers being threaded together with Yona's and as soon as he nods in agreement he's returning back to her room. It's not the first time they've done this but to consciously initiate it...that's something entirely different.]}

[cutefaced]

[It's definitely different.

They make it back to her room (and completely miss Memphisto proofing under the bed), but once they'really there, Yoda can'take help but feel strangely nervous.

She glances over at Slaine, and her fingers tighten around his.]

...so, umm...

[chaoticlootral]

Is it? I didn't notice.

[ Snorting a bit of a laugh, chowing down on his own, twirling the stick idly. ]

Huh, interesting. You might actually have some idea of what you're doing here.

[cutefaced]

...so cool...

[Rosalind commands herself like a queen.

Yona, who would have eventually grown up to be a queen if not for the Storm and various other circumstances that she hasn't yet experienced, can't help but admire that. She watches Rosalind with wide-eyed admiration, and as the man starts to do as she says, she slides her own coins over as well.]

Ten silver on him from me, just like her!

[...this poor man.]

[cutefaced]

[...uh.

Wait. Wait a minute. Jae-Ha... doesn't sound too happy, which is kind of ... strange? If he's with someone like this, that means it's someone he cares about, right? ...so why does he sound upset?

Yona's eyes narrow and she balls her hands into fists.]

Do what Jae-Ha says! If you're going be with him like this, you have to treat him right!

[terrantrash]

<sub>[So umm indeed.

It isn't hard to tell she's nervous, especially when she tightens her grip on his hand. It's not like he doesn't suddenly feel awkward himself. At the very least it takes his mind off the ache that is his shoulder.]</sub>

...Are you sure you want to?

[cutefaced]

I'm sure.

[She's sure of that much, at least. But her cheeks are still flushed, and she still can't quite bring herself to meet his eyes.

It was easy enough for her to sleep next to him - she didn't think much of sleeping beside him; it didn't fluster him like this. And when they eased into it, they could get carried away without too much thought.

But going back here like this, doing it deliberately...]

It's just... [She squeezes his hand, then brings it up to put over her heart. ...it's pounding.] I'm a little nervous, and I'm not sure how to start.

[originallutece]

[This poor man really doesn't deserve these two amateurs coming up to him. He certainly doesn't deserve Rosalind's death glare as Yona places her bet. But nonetheless, he has both of these things, and so with a sigh he nods and puts them both down.]

Well done.

[They get their tickets, and Rosalind nods.]

Come on. It's best not to linger among the crowds; our spot before was secluded enough.

[(And if she feels a prickle of delighted pride that Yona had called her cool, she keeps it to herself).]

[terrantrash]

_{[He can feel her heartbeat beneath his palm, through the layers of her robe. The placement of said hand doesn't really hit him, that it's quite literally on her chest; he's far too distracted by thinking of what to do next. It's not like he knows any better, how to start it, but it might be better of they get comfortable on the mattress first, right]}

Come and sit with me? Or lay down? I don't know...whichever you prefer...

[cutefaced]

[Back to where they were before, then!

Yona trails along after her, and once they get settled back into their vantage point, she leans out to watch the match. The man they've bet on is still going strong, dodging blow after blow -

Until he ducks to one side, sticks out his leg to trip his opponent, and sends him sprawling out over the out-of-bounds line.]

...oh! He won! That's a win, right?

[cutefaced]

...let's sit down.

[It started when they were sitting down last time, after all... Yona heads for the mattress, then pulls him down to sit along with her.

There... really is a difference between going into this deliberately and just sort of falling int it. She takes a breath and leans in, brushing a kiss against his cheek.]

This really is okay with you, right?

[originallutece]

It most certainly is.

[So suck it, NPC man, they knew exactly what they were doing. Rosalind smiles in satisfaction, watching as their champion heads off to drink some water and rest up for the next round.]

Have you ever bet before?