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Who: Grainne, Open
What: A day in the life of a retired Servant. Running errands, skeleton bashing, turning in bounties and general kerfluffles. See prompts!
When: Month 12, Day 13
Where: Around Blackway
Notes & Warnings: TBA
#1
Skeletons seemed fairly easy these days. Grainne practiced and kept her skills sharp, using the skeleton's weak points against them. She actually felt like she was getting good at hunting, though some enjoyment of that was mitigated by the fact most of it wasn't her doing, but the Servant abilities granted to her.
Her feet were silent where she padded on the grass, barefoot, enjoying the silky feeling beneath her skin. It made her feel closer to the wild, and lifted her spirits where nothing else could these days. It was quite a walk around to the other side of the town, but she had lost count of the trips she had made already.
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#2
When the day came, and the numbers of skeletons went down, Grainne turned toward the security office to turn in the few bones she found and collected. Money had no real value to her except for a few curiosities here and there, but she saw no reason not to collect it for some rainy day occasions, or new clothes.
She waited her turn, as usual, for someone to come and record her bounty, hoping they wouldn't mind a short chat. It might be the nostalgia she had earlier running through the area outside of town, but she felt a little lonely today.
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#3
Whoever had volunteered her for the race may as well have given her a mouse to ride on. The large cat that's supposed to serve as her mount was the most obnoxious, contrary creature she had the misfortune to meet. They may as well have given her a mouse. She hadn't been thrown... yet, the cat could move when he wanted to, but when she rode he just sat down.
Rubbing her rump, she walked into the gardens, wishing they had at least gotten a decent saddle for the beast. Cheetah, she remembered, as she sat down on a bench.
The gardens were a nice spot, though she didn't spend as much time as she used to in there, and that was very intentional...
Anyone who passes by the rose plants may notice that some of the blossoms have been mangled into a petaly pulp, and a few telltale petals may stick to Grainne's skirt and shoes...
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#4
[Need a particular prompt? Have something we need to finish off? Pick this one!]
What: A day in the life of a retired Servant. Running errands, skeleton bashing, turning in bounties and general kerfluffles. See prompts!
When: Month 12, Day 13
Where: Around Blackway
Notes & Warnings: TBA
#1
Skeletons seemed fairly easy these days. Grainne practiced and kept her skills sharp, using the skeleton's weak points against them. She actually felt like she was getting good at hunting, though some enjoyment of that was mitigated by the fact most of it wasn't her doing, but the Servant abilities granted to her.
Her feet were silent where she padded on the grass, barefoot, enjoying the silky feeling beneath her skin. It made her feel closer to the wild, and lifted her spirits where nothing else could these days. It was quite a walk around to the other side of the town, but she had lost count of the trips she had made already.
---
#2
When the day came, and the numbers of skeletons went down, Grainne turned toward the security office to turn in the few bones she found and collected. Money had no real value to her except for a few curiosities here and there, but she saw no reason not to collect it for some rainy day occasions, or new clothes.
She waited her turn, as usual, for someone to come and record her bounty, hoping they wouldn't mind a short chat. It might be the nostalgia she had earlier running through the area outside of town, but she felt a little lonely today.
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#3
Whoever had volunteered her for the race may as well have given her a mouse to ride on. The large cat that's supposed to serve as her mount was the most obnoxious, contrary creature she had the misfortune to meet. They may as well have given her a mouse. She hadn't been thrown... yet, the cat could move when he wanted to, but when she rode he just sat down.
Rubbing her rump, she walked into the gardens, wishing they had at least gotten a decent saddle for the beast. Cheetah, she remembered, as she sat down on a bench.
The gardens were a nice spot, though she didn't spend as much time as she used to in there, and that was very intentional...
Anyone who passes by the rose plants may notice that some of the blossoms have been mangled into a petaly pulp, and a few telltale petals may stick to Grainne's skirt and shoes...
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#4
[Need a particular prompt? Have something we need to finish off? Pick this one!]
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Hearing about the skeletons, she thought they might serve as good practice. Easy to break with a staff, don't explode, it would be all familiar to her.
After her morning meditation, Jade left the town's protective walls and got straight to exploring the wild, taking care to step softly and listen to the sounds of incoming attackers.
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Taking a risk it was one of the patrol, she called softly, "Who is there?"
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"Grainne? It's me, Jade." She turns around and walks through the bushes, not caring about staying quiet for now. The sounds of her footsteps grow louder until she's visible through the greenery.
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The same questions could be asked of herself, she knew, but she had good reason to worry. "I was just out patrolling for skeleton bounties."
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Though she also wondered why Grainne was out alone, too. "By yourself? Wouldn't it be easier with backup?" She smiled confidently as if she was offering to team up with the other woman. "You never know when you'll need a partner to get you out of trouble."
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"It is more like because of what I am, but it is related. We did not really get into the topic on our trip because of... well, time and circumstance. I could show you. Have you noticed any skeletons around?"
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"I think I understand. Your healing thing is completely different from your fighting powers, right?" And can probably activate in any circumstance, unlike her own. "I haven't run into anything yet, surprisingly. It's been quiet so far. What about you?"
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She smiled and motioned for Jade to take the lead, indicating the direction she had been going in before their encounter. "I think I heard a few bones creaking that way, but they seem to have moved off."
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Jade continued down her way, careful not to make noise as she listened for the sound of moving bones. About five minutes of walking, she stopped. "Sh. Hear that?"
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Good haul, huh.
[Skeletons don't always drop bones, so either Grainne got lucky or she killed a fair few. Boone finds the skeletons to be a huge pain in the ass, so he appreciates the effort.]
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It was a profitable night. I came across a herd of the things on the south side.
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[It might not have even put a dent in their numbers really, but it's still less skeletons for everyone else to deal with. The less there are, the better.]
You spend a lot of time out there?
[He's never seen Grainne around here before, but maybe that's just because he doesn't spend a lot of time at the station. He's usually out by the fence, patrolling.]
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Most nights, and I wander in the daytime as well, but not too far from town. You're on the patrol?
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[He doesn't like to just let them wander around. He's not too worried about creepers since Rex lets him know if one gets close, and skeletons and spiders make a lot of noise. It's not too hard to take them out from a distance, before they've spotted him.]
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It is strange, but I never saw myself in this kind of work.
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[His job is to keep people safe, and he takes it pretty seriously.]
Think there's a lot of things about this place nobody expected. You're doing a good thing, though.
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How did you get into the duty? Have you always been a protector?
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Was with the military back home. After that I was guarding caravans. I know what I'm good at, so it was an easy choice.
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You have the bearing of a guardsman, I noticed. Do you like the work? You do not find it boring sometimes or anything like that?
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[It's not always dull, at least. He likes the walk itself. When he was guarding Novac, he had to stand in the same place all night. At least here the job is more interesting than that.]
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Ah, I can take some comfort then that it is not only me. I worry that meant I was not cut out to do it.
[A small hum, and then she seems to relax a bit more.]
I did not get your name before. Mine is Grainne.
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