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Kasa Yazhi Yeenaaldlooshi ([personal profile] potatolion) wrote in [community profile] nexus_crossings2016-05-20 12:27 pm

Speak With This One?

People seemed to go about their business in the Plaza. Chatting and drinking and doing what ever interested them. Soon another individual decided to stroll in and join the throngs of people. It was...A deer...?

Yeah. That was a deer. A doe. A white-tailed doe. Hooves making a 'tap-tap-tap' on the ground as it wandered in with an odd sense of familiarity.

Soon the animal made its way to a seat. It's bones making an uncomfortable 'crack' and it's skin seemed to slip off its body in a neat little heap. Revealing a short, long eared woman who kneeled down to pick up the pelt with a hum.

Kasa plopped herself on the seat and looked around, speaking to any near by who would listen to the Skin-Walker. "Ever been to Wilds? Do strange beasts walk with the deer, rabbits, and foxes that this one hunts?"
kingseeker: (elucidate)

[personal profile] kingseeker 2016-05-20 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"Mmmm, strange is a nebulous notion, don't you think? After all, I just bore witness to a woman inhabiting the form of a woodland beast. And sometimes the Wilds contain myself as well!"

The statement, the voice genial and grandfatherly, comes from a nearby well. Or perhaps more accurately, the occupant of it. Arising from the depths is a serpent, eyes large and amber, teeth flat and plentiful, skin damp and reeking of moss. The creature's teeth clack and click with every word and work against one another even when not speaking, perhaps just out of habit.

"But I have glimpsed the comings and goings of many, some in the shape of things never before seen by one even so long-lived as I. Shall I go on?"
kingseeker: (be still)

[personal profile] kingseeker 2016-05-21 05:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"Very good! Ah, then where shall I begin. You see, I spy many a creature from my vantage in the Wilds. There is a lake deep inside it, a cavern beneath its waters. From there, I watch and I listen. Taking in these new lands.

"A lake is a fine place to watch for animals and traveller alike, you may find, since a great many come to drink from it. I've seen as thou has said; deer and foxes, rabbits and birds. But there are others. Ah, but where to start, where to start."

He lowers his great head, perhaps in thought, looking back in his memories and collecting them. He also closes his eyes to aid with this process.

He stays like this quite a long while. Strange.

...Wait. Is he snoring?
kingseeker: (fond of you humans)

[personal profile] kingseeker 2016-05-22 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
The snoring continues. His teeth still clack occasionally as well, his jaw working in his sleep. Maybe he's already dreaming of eating!
kingseeker: (heavens!)

[personal profile] kingseeker 2016-05-22 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
The snoring suddenly gains a sharp snort and Frampt's eyes unevenly open once more. Raising his head, he stammers, "Ah? Hm? Oh! Don't mind an old serpent needing his time to collect his thoughts. Sometimes they do tend to scatter. It takes only a moment.

"Ah, but we spake upon what dwells in the Wilds! Yes. I have seen things both with and without form. Little spirits who gather in the branches and watch the living, their own souls now bound to the trees. I have seen a woman part deer and part person, though not in the same manner thou have proven to be. More a purple-skinned woman who's form takes the place of a deer's head, carrying herself upon those four hooves. I know not if she is a wanderer such as ourselves.

"And then the fearsome ones! They come only when the sun has set and there be no stars. Low and plodding, shaggy and snarling. You can be sure I kept my head beneath the waters when that creature comes to drink!"
kingseeker: (be still)

[personal profile] kingseeker 2016-05-22 02:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"I have seen many an Age come and go and, in this time, you learn when to lower your head and merely...observe. Many a frightful horror lurks and shuffles in this and every other Age and I am just an old serpent! No match for those that live by tooth and bloody claw."

He could be downplaying whatever inherent power or strength he possesses. Or maybe he's just as old and feeble as he claims. Who knows!
kingseeker: (well what is it)

[personal profile] kingseeker 2016-05-23 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Klesh? A word I have not heard before, and I have heard many! Enlighten me as to its meaning." He doesn't think to address the comment about how terrible his bite could be. Maybe he's not the biting sort!
kingseeker: (praise the sun)

[personal profile] kingseeker 2016-05-29 04:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ahh! How appropriate, how lovely. I am happy to be known as this 'klesh' then." And then when proper introductions have begun, the serpent lowers his head in a bow, eyes closing as well. Hopefully he won't doze off this time.

"Well met, Kasa. I am Kingseeker Frampt. Though more a traveller in this realm, much like all others who have found their way here."
kingseeker: (fond of you humans)

[personal profile] kingseeker 2016-06-09 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah, a great series of tunnels and underground rivers led me here. Matters were unsettled back in the realm I called home, so I had ample time to explore and perhaps ruminate on the state of things. And soon I brought my head up into a deep well and here I was! A brilliant discovery."
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[personal profile] juststeverogers 2016-05-20 10:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"My home is close to the Wilds. I've sketched more than a few interesting things wandering about the tall grasses and treelines."

Steve brushes his hair out of his face.

"I'd imagine it might be a bit dangerous though..."
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[personal profile] juststeverogers 2016-05-21 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
"You're living there?"

He sounds equal parts shocked and intrigued to hear this. After a moment of careful listening he retrieves a worn leather bound book from the inner pocket of his jacket and flips it open.

After a few pages of people--frequent faces int eh Nexus proper--there are several pages full of interesting and unsettling creatures living in the trees.

"I've never seen them up close before, but sometimes I can see them from my window at night."
juststeverogers: (Smol Wut)

[personal profile] juststeverogers 2016-05-23 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"Just practice." He assures Kasa, a humble smile on his face. He's nothing special at anything, really. If he can learn, so could anyone if they put the time into it.

"In the trees, yes. Usually at night, or just before dawn. I have a pair of binoculars so that I can watch birds, though admittedly they get more use now finding strange creatures in the wilds to study from the safety of my home."
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[personal profile] juststeverogers 2016-05-26 01:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yih-vwee?" Steve tries to say the strange word Kasa had used, pointing at himself as he does so. "Is that..me? Is that a word for humans?"

He glances down at his sketchbook then back up to the hunter. He seems curious, but a bit hesitant. And for good reason. Steve Rogers looks like a stiff breeze could be the death of him, and she wants to take him hunting?

"Wouldn't that be dangerous?" He asks, giving Kasa a curious look. It's not a 'no'.
juststeverogers: (Sideways glance)

[personal profile] juststeverogers 2016-06-02 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
Steve makes an undignified squawk at his hair being messed up and tries uselessly to brush it back into place with his fingers. He gets mistaken for a child enough without attempting to look more like one with wild unruly hair.

Damn this body.

"It sounds like a lot of fun, actually." Steve starts to smile and holds out his hand. "My name is Steve Rogers, by the way."
conjuredskies: (...Wait)

[personal profile] conjuredskies 2016-05-21 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Seeing a deer stroll happily into a crowded plaza is the kind of odd behavior that makes a man stop and stare. Felix was sort of wondering if it was a pet - or perhaps enthralled by someone looking for an easy hunt.

The Imperial's strolling ever-so-casually closer when the creature executes its change of form. He winces at the horrible crack of bone- and then gapes outright at the shapeshifted woman.

"Uh... oh. Yes! Certainly! All the time. Did... did you just change your form? Like..." Well, not like a were-beast. Not at all. That's part of why it's so shocking. As a mage he's impressed, and as a conjurer he's a little confused. "I mean, what sort of magic is that?"

He should probably answer her question first, but he's forgotten his manners in all the curiosity.
conjuredskies: (Careful)

[personal profile] conjuredskies 2016-05-22 04:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Innate." He nods slowly, flashes a slight smile. "Well, the other words certainly don't fit. Except the chaotic part, perhaps." It reminds him most of the myths told about the Wild Hunt of the Wood Elves, and he spends a minute racking his brains trying to remember exactly what he read about that before the woman's question snaps him back to the present.

"Ah- yes. I'm a mage myself, as it happens." It's the main reason he carries no weapon, despite the segmented leather armor he wears. "Though my talents lend themselves more to summonings and conjuration. Nothing quite so impressive as changing my shape, though... though it does take me out into the Wilds sometimes. Are you planning to go hunting out there?"
conjuredskies: (Smirk)

[personal profile] conjuredskies 2016-05-24 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
His smile returns at her excited reaction, wider and more genuine this time. He's quite used to people shying away from his own skills (at least back in Tamriel; here people really don't have the same fears). Felix settles down on the couch, letting his new companion get comfortable. It would take a much sterner soul than his not to be charmed by her enthusiasm.

"Well, conjuration is the art of reaching between planes and calling things between them." He cups his hand between them, an orb of purple light spinning into existence between them. At its center is a tiny black void, a portal.

"Nothing as simple as bears or deer. I call on daedric spirits from the planes of Oblivion- and I know saying it like that isn't much of an explanation. But I'd be happy to demonstrate my art for you." He grins outright. "I'll have to, if I'm to come hunting with you. I don't have much woodcraft in my own right, and I don't want to slow you down."
conjuredskies: (Happy)

[personal profile] conjuredskies 2016-05-27 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"Careful with that charm. You'll make my beloved jealous," he teases back, though of course there's a quiet message behind the joke. Not that he doesn't appreciate said charm, naturally. But it's only courteous to gently establish where everyone stands.

"My name is Felix Caelus." It's not easy to bow much while sitting, but he makes a slight one. He wonders what 'Gahihohv' means but under the circumstances he's happy to assume it's a good thing. "A pleasure to meet you."
conjuredskies: (Smirk)

[personal profile] conjuredskies 2016-05-29 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
“Well, he’s one of those things,” Felix chuckles, despite his surprise at the hair ruffling. It seems they’ll both need to get used to each other’s cultures. He has to smile at her efforts to pronounce his name – gods know how his pronunciation of hers must sound.

“Fee-lix,” he corrects with a grin, before he pauses to think of how he should answer her question. “I’ve been learning since I was a child. As a matter of fact my father taught me my first summoning spell. With conjuration, though, the trick isn’t calling something up. It’s calling something without getting yourself killed in the process.”
conjuredskies: (Smirk)

[personal profile] conjuredskies 2016-05-30 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
In Felix's case, it might be less a matter of class and more of how recently they've met- but he's a pretty tactile sort of guy anyway, and doesn't really mind the contact. He relaxes quickly and gives her an encouraging nod as she picks up the pronunciation.

"Very different worlds," he confirms. "Worlds so different it's difficult for them to understand human- well, mortal minds. And just as hard for us to comprehend them. Sometimes it's like taming an animal, but often... it's better to think of it as negotiating with a stranger. A very old and strong-willed stranger."
conjuredskies: (Indeeeeed)

[personal profile] conjuredskies 2016-06-04 09:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"Very confusing, I expect," Felix agrees with a grin. "I always think you can't really blame someone for being put out by a summons. At least it wasn't some silly boy summoning you to prove he could... was it?" He can't assume, really.

"My arrival wasn't very dramatic. I mean, I was thrilled, but... all I did was walk through a door. And I knew from the unpleasant people on the other side that it was a special sort of door."
conjuredskies: (Smirk)

[personal profile] conjuredskies 2016-06-06 11:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good." He winks at her. "I feel better trusting a guide who's wise enough to be wary in strange places." Although that brings up another question, and he pauses. "Ah... forgive me if this is a delicate subject, but have you found a way back to your own realm?"
conjuredskies: (Smirk)

[personal profile] conjuredskies 2016-06-09 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Felix glances curiously at the scar she bears, though he doesn’t ask about it yet. There’ll be time for that, he hopes.

If she’s trapped here, at least she’s making the most of it. Her enthusiasm has him smiling again despite his caution. “Oh, yes. The devices here are fantastic. And so is the food- at least the kind meant for humans. Have you tried the pizza yet? Or the bubbly drinks?” If she likes the popping rock candies, those ought to be right up her alley.
conjuredskies: (Indeeeeed)

[personal profile] conjuredskies 2016-06-10 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
He's really going to have to ask about those scars, once he's confident he has her trust. Wouldn't want to offend his new friend too quickly by publicly asking about something sensitive.

"The pizza is quite simple, actually - it's a sort of flat bread cooked with sauces and all kinds of meat and vegetables spread over the top. And the drinks... I think I'll simply have to buy you one. But both are very good," he promises. He's not going to spoil the surprise with the drinks.
conjuredskies: (I've gotcha)

[personal profile] conjuredskies 2016-06-13 07:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Some things you have to experience for yourself, right? She still has more warning than he did before he got a noseful of fizzing bubbles.

"Of course! Consider it thanks for taking me along to hunt. I try to be a good guest, for all my faults."