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Post by Stephen Leland on Sept 5, 2014 3:42:11 GMT
Stephen managed to get his laughter under control but he was unable to hide the amused grin on his face as he lean in a bit and nodded at Ikuze's words. "Duly noted. I shall be sure to be on my best behavior around her." With a slight chuckle he went on "Indeed, you win this time. What do I owe you?"
The thief tapped her chin in thought. They hadn't actually agreed on a figure before Maeve clocked the poor bugger, and so Ikuze was temporarily at a loss. "Hmm... you buy the next round. That should about cover it." said the performing thief as she leaned back against the bar, watching the next act on stage. They were a pair of performing twins who were extremely flexible. Ikuze gave out an impressed whistle as the girls seemed to contort around one another and the metal pole that had been provided for their act. "drat... that hurts my gut just trying to imagine that!" she said.
Post by Maeve Blodeuwedd on Sept 17, 2014 21:25:31 GMT
"mine too, and I'll need another drink, some bloke ruined mine with his face," she said stonily, but the look on her face said she enjoyed tossing the poor sod out on his dazed rump. "This one your fiance too?" She asked, eyeing Stephen, a playful threat to her words.
Post by Stephen Leland on Sept 18, 2014 4:04:15 GMT
Stephen nodded and turned to pay for the required winnings. Once that job was complete he turned to see what Ikuze was talking about. When he spotted the act a disapproving look crossed his face. "That is highly unnatural. How is this entertaining... It looks painful." Maybe it was just their clothing choice that interested the other men in the room. Their outfits were certainly... showy... He turned away to grab the provided drinks before any other unpure thoughts could enter his mind.
After handing a drink to Ikuze he then acknowledged Mae and offered her the other drink in his hand. A smirk lit his features as he listened to her talk about Marcus. It still amused him to no end. At least she seemed to be taking it well. At her last comment a mix of emotions crossed his face "Well- actually, yes."
Ikuze chuckled at Maeve's description of the situation before she also nodded. "Yeah, he's mine alright." she said, taking a drink from her mug. "Kinda why I'm wearing this." she said, twisting a lock of her raven mane in her fingers. "Apparently some people would be offended at the idea of working here, even if it was just part-time gigs." said the thief with a shrug as she took another drink.
Post by Maeve Blodeuwedd on Sept 19, 2014 1:03:14 GMT
Well talk about sticking your foot in your mouth... She stared a little awkwardly at them for a moment, then caught her self, "Well Congrats, and you're hair aint always that way?" She asked Ikuze, confused that tugging on her bob of black hair signified she was hiding from someones offense.
Post by Stephen Leland on Sept 19, 2014 3:34:44 GMT
"It usually is this gaudy blue color. You could not miss it. It is the exact color of an aquamarine gemstone, I do not jest" he cut in before Ikuze could answer. Her hair was just fine to him but he felt the need to tease her; do not ask why, he just did. "It actually matches her eyes in a way- the color of her eyes that is, not the crazy glint you see every now and again in them"
"Har har." said the thief as she went to poke Stephen in the ribs with a finger. "But yeah... naturally blue hair. Kinda hard to not get recognised with that sat on my head. Tried dying the stuff, but the dyes only last... half an hour tops." shrugged Ikuze. "Normally I'd do gigs without the wig, but eh... don't exactly want to give the father-in-law a heart attack just yet. If he found out what I do on the side..." she said before taking another drink.
Post by Maeve Blodeuwedd on Sept 20, 2014 6:22:05 GMT
Mae blinked, and looked even more confused now than ever. "But... Why should his father care if you entertain, Is it just 'cause yer a woman? psh. the double standards in this city," she complained, giving Stephen the slanty eyes. "It aint fair a bloke can be in the entertainers guild, no problem, but his missus can't be." She took a large swig of her drink while she let that thought sink in.
Post by Stephen Leland on Sept 23, 2014 1:51:07 GMT
Stephen's eye twitched just a little. She meant CAEsAL of course. It did not please him that she brought it up. Ikuze may not know but she would definitely wonder why she had never seen him 'preform' anywhere in the theater district. It made him uneasy. "Indeed but I do not dance around all exposed, trying to attract the opposite sexes attention. If you covered up a bit more I would have not the slightest problem of you being in the 'entertainment' business." he shot back. "You are both fine musicians and should present yourself in the high manner that which you play."May the battle of the sexes begin.... Stephen's gonna lose, ain't he? .
Ikuze raised an eyebrow at Maeve's comment before looking at Stephen. "Entertainer's guild huh? And what do they have you do? That violin act maybe? Or are you secretly a dancer for hire?" she snickered before frowning at his commentary. "Oh yeah, right, like that's the problem. Sorry, but we don't get a lot of say in the wardrobe department. We want the gig, we have to go by the hirer's dress code, or we don't play at all. And I did try to play at a "high manner" do's before we met... I played one little song and got my arse thrown out for disturbing the peace and apparently attempted murder of one of the guests. Not my fault the biddy couldn't handle a few loud power chords." she pouted, taking a long draught of her drink.
Post by Maeve Blodeuwedd on Sept 23, 2014 3:42:24 GMT
so that was his role in all of this, Mae thought, finding answers to unasked questions. She had wondered what a fancy pants noble like himself had to do with being an entertainer. He was certainly around their guild enough to assume he was one of them. "A fiddler then," She said quietly and she too swigged her drink. She wasn't amused by his insult but it appeared his fiance could mince words with him just fine
Post by Stephen Leland on Sept 25, 2014 20:30:52 GMT
Stephen let out a sarcastic laugh "As if anyone would pay to see me dance." Realizing he had actually insulted himself in a way, he mentally scrambled to change the subject. "It is unfortunate that you are not permitted to choose your wardrobe but you consented to wear the outfit in the end. I suppose you truly have no choice, though. It is not that refusing the dress would help you keep your job."
At Ikuze's story he quirked an eyebrow at her, a slightly amused smirk lighting his face. "You were attempting to murder one of the customers? That does not seem wise to kill the very people you might get currency from" Absentmindedly he pulled out his pocket watch and glanced at the time. "So, are your jobs done for tonight? Or are you to perform again?"
"Oi! I wasn't trying to kill the biddy." protested Ikuze. "The guy who hired me said he wanted "something different" played for the audience... so I did. I played one of the songs I usually play here. Fast paced, hard strumming power chords, the works. Stuff that gets the blood puming." explained the wigged girl. "Not my fault the biddy had a heart attack from the music... turns out the bastard, when he'd said something different, meant a different chord scale than they usually listened to... He never mentioned that part of the job description though." fumed the thief, downing the rest of her drink. She raised an eyebrow at the sight of him with a working pocket watch though, but didn't raise any words about the subject right now. The guitarist shrugged when asked if they were going to perform again. "Dunno. Doubt Sade's gonna let Maeve run very far, fear he'd lost her to the other joints round here. Why? You got something planned hmm?" she asked her fiance with a smirk.
Post by Maeve Blodeuwedd on Sept 26, 2014 4:47:17 GMT
"You two can go on without me, if ye have a place in mind to be. I'm just plannin to finish up here tonight and head home." She really didn't have a lot in mind for herself but getting out of this costume would be a huge relief, not that she needed to admit and side with fancy pants over there.