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| Topic Started: Nov 19 2015, 07:27 AM (233 Views) | |
| Mono | Nov 19 2015, 07:27 AM Post #1 |
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| 栄 Fafnir Rakesh | Nov 19 2015, 11:58 PM Post #2 |
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Sarcasm. Because beating the shit out of people is illegal.
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Kaladin gripped the piece of paper in his hand like his life depending on it and in a way... it did. He was barely comfortable in the streets of Poinsettia where he was finally growing comfortable with calling home. However, as his honeymoon period in Blue Pegasus wore off and the guild master had deemed him sufficiently settled in he'd been given his first mission. Well... perhaps that had been a slight exaggeration, because the piece of paper in his hand was actually a shopping list and his reason for being here was to gather a few items on the guild master's behalf. But for Kaladin, socially uncomfortable as he was, this simple task felt as daunting as a even the most difficult B class mission. Now that he'd arrived in Belladonna however, he was noticing just hos different it was to Poinsettia. For starters, the whole place seemed somehow... dirtier. It wasn't that someone had forgotten to clean the gutters however, it was in the people that he saw it. The scent of unwashed bodies, the blank gazes of those trapped in the dreary monotony of their daily lives. For the most part he kept himself to himself, he'd been reminded countless times by his well meaning guild mates that nobody was paying him as much attention as he thought they were, but unfortunately for Kaladin he was quite an eye catching figure. Even if he hadn't been wearing almost entirely white with a large backpack which was half full of the thing's he'd managed to secure so far, he still possessed looks that fit in perfectly with the stereotype of Blue Pegasus. As a result, he'd attracted more than a few catcalls and pointed looks from both men and woman, all of which had caused him no small measure of discomfort and he'd quickened his pace on each occasion to leave the offenders behind. After one such encounter his brisk escape brought him out of the crowded markets and into the park that filled the centre of the city. Almost immediately the sight of tree's and grass instead of concrete and plaster put him at ease. That was, at least, until his wandering brought him into view of a woman sitting on a one of the benches that lined the road and he stopped in his tracks. She had white hair that was similar in colour to his own, but she wore purple which somehow managed to contrast with her otherwise pale hair and skin in such a way that both were highlighted. In other words, she was quite a sight to behold and as he heard her recite what sounded like a line of poetry he felt his social anxiety slam him in the chest and root him in place. he couldn't move forward, he couldn't move back, all he was capable of at that moment was staring stupidly while his hands became cold and clammy and the back of his neck prickled with nerves. |
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| Mono | Nov 21 2015, 08:38 AM Post #3 |
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| 栄 Fafnir Rakesh | Nov 22 2015, 06:07 PM Post #4 |
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Sarcasm. Because beating the shit out of people is illegal.
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Kaladin was taken aback by the manner in which the girl addressed him as she stood up and made to walk by him. After he'd just witnessed her reading that old man a book of some kind he'd been both impressed and in awe of not just her kindness, but also in her ability to just... be so confident around total strangers. Part of him wanted to ask her how she did it, part of him wanted to apologise for staring and for nearly getting in her way- even if it would have been entirely her fault if she had walked into him on account of him being stationary. But he also wanted to ask her what she saw when she looked at him so intently. However, rather than any of that, when words finally did leave his lips they were neither articulate nor profound and he hated himself for it. "Uh, excuse me... miss", his voice barely loud enough to carry to the girl's ears. "Is... is it safe to just... leave him there?" As if the subject of his words wasn't obvious enough, Kaladin was kind enough to point to the slumbering old man who was still dozing on the bench. It was late afternoon and the man was clearly homeless, but Kaladin had heard terrible stories about what could happen to people in the big cities when they were on their own- especially if they were weak or vulnerable. He didn't think it was the right thing to do leaving the old man there, defenseless as he was. But nor did he know what else to do or how to approach him either. In other words, he was hoping that the girl would show some of the same kindness that she had not so long ago in finding the old man somewhere to spend the night- again something which Kaladin was woefully ignorant of. As if to reinforce Kaladin's worries for the old man's health, clouds began to gather overhead. Sweeping in from the east they brought with them a steady decline in temperature and the promise of rain in the not too distant future, which caused the old man to begin to cough despite still being asleep. With finger less gloves, shorts and a worn shirt with what may have once been a jumper that had now been reduced to a threadbare piece of cloth he was clearly ill equipped to handle exposure to the elements. |
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| Mono | Nov 24 2015, 11:35 AM Post #5 |
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| 梟 Inara Serra | Mar 17 2016, 05:24 PM Post #6 |
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Honesty without tact is cruelty.
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