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[New day, new town, and hopefully new opportunities. Specifically opportunities to make some money because Zel and Emery’s funds have been running kind of low after their most recent misadventure. This has meant a temporary separation while Zelgadis goes to look for merc-type work and potential cure leads and Emery goes around chatting up the locals without terrifying them.

Or at least that was the plan, until Calanthe showed up.

By the time Zel gets back to the inn, Emery’s still busy talking to Calanthe in their inn room, although the conversation’s just about wrapping up. If he’s perceptive he might even catch a bit of Emery’s words.

“...some funds this time? ...Seriously, is that it? He’s always such a cheapskate. …Okay I got it. I’ll see you later.”

A few moments later a woman wearing a green cloak exits their inn room. Her hood is up, partly obscuring a pale face and hair, and she barely spares anyone a passing glance as she drifts down the hallway.

Emery is still standing inside the inn room looking pensive, but when Zel enters he’ll give him a bright smile.]


Oh! Hey, Zel. Did you manage to find anything?

on 2024-12-06 02:20 am (UTC)
chimerad: (idc idc idc.)
Posted by [personal profile] chimerad
[behind the mask, Zel's mouth twitches, wry.]

The claims that she's a mazoku are false, but the rest is...technically correct. In a roundabout, situational kind of way.

[because she does kill bandits. dragons do get spooked. but the being party to the monsters? is...circumstantial!]

on 2024-12-10 10:41 pm (UTC)
chimerad: (yea i know the muffin man.)
Posted by [personal profile] chimerad
[the smirk is audible behind the mask:] She wasn't the dragon. That was someone else. But she did blow up the delegation, yes.

on 2024-12-13 10:29 pm (UTC)
chimerad: (new top score.)
Posted by [personal profile] chimerad
A negotiation tactic. [he bobs his head with a single-shoulder shrug.] And to be fair, the dragon started it that time.

on 2024-12-14 03:03 am (UTC)
chimerad: (oh God where did my eyelid go.)
Posted by [personal profile] chimerad
Prophecy about the end of the world.

[it's delivered flatly, but not grimly. it worked out, after all...despite the horrors.]

Lina was getting "tested" to ensure she was the right person for the job...The unified fleet was more or less just collateral in that.

on 2024-12-15 05:55 pm (UTC)
chimerad: (there is no pizza left.)
Posted by [personal profile] chimerad
[he grunts an affirmative.] Year or so after the start.

[and that's been...a couple years since. the time is going by. Zel feels a little twinge at that, one that he's not in a time or place to ponder on.]

Not sure...what she's up to right now. [with Gourry in tow.] Haven't heard of anything blowing up lately.

on 2024-12-16 12:22 am (UTC)
chimerad: (i know better.)
Posted by [personal profile] chimerad
[Zel scoffs. the notion of Lina settling down involves way fewer humble vineyard towns and way more palaces and lines upon lines of tribute. gods forbid that happen, honestly.

Zephilia...]
Already planning the road ahead of here?

[without him?]

on 2024-12-16 01:30 am (UTC)
chimerad: (oh God where did my eyelid go.)
Posted by [personal profile] chimerad
[open to possibilities. Zel considers that, but only briefly; being on the road, not alone, makes it harder for deep introspection. he can't deeply misconstrue the meaning into something that hurts him when there's people around to judge him for it, you know.

that aside, Zel looks askance at some of those people ahead of them.]


Not really.

[home died when Rodimus and Zolf did.

beat.]


Seyruun, I guess. [because Amelia will break his spine if he doesn't visit with some level of regularity.] But I don't really... [like establishing himself anywhere with a face like this. he keeps pushing out that notion of home to the after of when he finds his cure. keeps that future more attainable, even if it's so far away.]

It doesn't really help me much to go to places I've already been. [because he's already scoured for his answers there.]

on 2024-12-16 02:07 am (UTC)
chimerad: (that smell.)
Posted by [personal profile] chimerad
[his gaze returns to Emery, at first wide with incredulousness, then softened to something more contemplative, a little sad in a comfortable way.

it's not like he doesn't want somewhere to belong or feel at home at, right? home has only been in people for such a long time, and he can't tie people down like that, can he? even Emery wants to get away for a while - it's what he's implying right now.]


...

[that is what he's implying, isn't it?]

Where would you want it to be?

on 2024-12-16 02:20 am (UTC)
chimerad: (bieber ringtone.)
Posted by [personal profile] chimerad
[he flinches a little, starting to feel uneasy about the topic.]

I--where--you'd...want...to travel to. If I were somewhere. I guess.

[he sounds like an idiot!! he hates it!

hastily:]
Never mind. It doesn't really matter if I don't have a place anyway.

on 2024-12-16 02:34 am (UTC)
chimerad: (i was not nearly frightened enough.)
Posted by [personal profile] chimerad
Gih-- [he scuffs a step and nearly pitches forward, but thankfully he's not going to fully embarrass himself right now. so what if what Emery says is what he'd want to hear? hearing what he wants is still staggering!

also it's kind of a torture right here and now, when he can't just smother his mouth with kisses. too many people! too open!

huffy:]
It--I'll! Think about it later! [are we there yet!!]

on 2024-12-16 03:24 am (UTC)
chimerad: (if you would let me explain.)
Posted by [personal profile] chimerad
[Zel is barely cognizant of the precocious kids and nosy adults watching him snarf down what's offered him, flashing fangs carelessly. can't worry about it when Emery's words are rattling around in his head over and over.

doesn't make a difference..yeah, right! it of course makes a difference! what if it's too cold! too hot! too out of the way! what if there's tar or quicksand or landslides or annoying neighbors! what if what if what if-!!

in wiping his mouth, the fabric of his glove snags on the stone on his chin briefly, eliciting an irritated click of the tongue and a glare that sweeps over to squirrely kids before the mask goes back up.

right...cool it, Zelgadis. be cool. it's not that long to the next step! and he can't be off his game if, say, a dirt spirit or something gets mad at him for skipping the wrong pebble on the road and tries to gut him.

...where does Emery want to live? does he just want to wander perpetually?

later. think about it later. just be satisfied with furtive looks Emery's way while setting the puzzle aside for later. this mindset makes him more rigid and scowly, but he's not in a bad mood. he's just! trying to be cool!

this is not cool.]

on 2024-12-19 11:53 pm (UTC)
chimerad: (that smell.)
Posted by [personal profile] chimerad
[for the time, delighting the kids with his freakshowness is...harmless, really. nobody's throwing rocks at the rock guy, nobody's crying in terror...this is fine. and kind of funny, given none are projecting a sense of fear for their lives when he glances their way. maybe that'd be a more common feeling were Zel the sort to engage in public spaces more than what was completely necessary, huh?

of course, this easy feeling gets pushed aside for apprehension when Emery's summoned. he frowns, mask back up yet again, and grunts an acknowledging sound, stepping forward to offer an arm to Emery for help out of a still-moving wagon.

muttered to him:]
Probably moving goods. They have a lot of it here.

on 2024-12-24 04:00 am (UTC)
chimerad: (sees through walls.)
Posted by [personal profile] chimerad
[lowering his voice as they get closer to the Hob's wagon:] We already paid, remember? In silver.

[and also chores. but...c'mon! the money's gotta stretch before yielding to labor, right?

right??

out of deference to the Hob, Zel pulls his hood and mask down, still oblivious to the fuckshit state of his face; he's thinking more about getting into this wagon without making the axle snap underneath. sheesh. he manages it, though.

to the remark:]
The cover's appreciated.

[and now he has to wonder what price that accrued...]

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