Re: Moon above, tricksters below

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POSTED: Thu Jul 05, 2018 10:23 pm

Kalypso knew little about Sapient beyond what her half-brother had told her on the matter. He had lived there before, growing grapes before he transplanted some and moved to his father's home. He seemed more than happy to divulge the details, but he had admitted that they were likely very out of date since he had been gone so long. He had mentioned meeting the leader in the bar that they had all seemingly gone to on more than one occasion, and he hinted at alcoholism that may have been rampant.

All-in-all, none of the things Alessan had said gave her any confidence that she even wanted Sapient as a potential friendly pack. Except for the trade and knowledge. There was something to be said about information as a mode of currency that she quite liked, but the distance was far too great.

I'm sure I can handle a leader. I'm hardly threatening, she said with a grin, spreading her arms wide to demonstrate just how nonthreatening she was. Except for the sword at her hip and the knife on her thigh. The sword waved lightly behind her, catching her attention and she peered down at it, before looking sheepishly back up with a laugh. Or.. mostly not threatening. Mostly.

He acquiesed and finally led her to Sapient and his home. A hush seemed to fall on them both, but Kalypso was content with silence. It felt mysterious and reckless, almost as though she were sneaking into the pack despite her escort. A little bit of spice made everything oh, so nice.

They stood before a building, the darkness of night swallowing like a hungry creature eager for more, but the shape was easy to see, especially as the man led them both into it. Kalypso frowned a little at the dilapidated structure for it was the very thing that motivated her to move the Court's main dwelling to something more wholesome, more proper for their sort of creature. She made no comment, though, as it was not her place to question why anyone would choose a rotting house for a home.

She smiled briefly at him as she crossed the threshold, passing by with only a glance. I hope you have candles. Or a fireplace? Or would that be a waste, do you think? asked the Reine as she put out a hand in the darkness, eyes adjusting too slowly to the dimness.

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POSTED: Thu Jul 05, 2018 11:32 pm

The fire I began, is burning me alive
But I'm no stranger to the heartache and the pain

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Kalypso held such confidence, and always seemed to brush off the worries with her upbeat attitude. Guess his strict nature on rules and the worries that came with it was also something he had managed to gather from both of his parents. Shaamah was a strict man, his mother even stricter. Freedom from them provided him so much more. Maybe that was why it felt a bit.. thrilling.. to be sneaking someone into his home. What if he got caught? None of that mattered anymore.

Hibiki waited for her to step inside, following along behind her as the night sky helped to light the inside of the home. The inside looked.. at least better than the outside did, but the signs of time were still visible along the walls and some parts of the floor. It was at least clean on the inside, no debris along the home, and there was some basic furniture littering the rooms. Most of it had already been there when he claimed the house. It was better than most, and since most lived in the Estate, he got first dibs on his own home.

Keeping the door open to allow more moonlight inside, the dark male took a brief moment to go outside, soon coming back with some wood in his hands, "Yeah, I've got a fireplace. It's just this way." Down on the first floor was a largely empty room, a stone fireplace resting along the back wall. There had never really been a use for it since no one came over for a visit, much less at night.

Arms dropped the wooden pieces in the empty space, the Sodalis having grabbed a few smaller ones to help get the fire rolling. Once lit, his eyes turned back to the tan woman, smile moving along his face, "I've got some pelts I can grab from upstairs so it's more comfortable to sit."

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POSTED: Fri Jul 06, 2018 5:23 pm

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She was forced to wait for him to come carrying wood, for she had never thought to carry a lantern or candles on hand. Lanterns were a thing ships used and candles were for home. Both were relatively expensive to maintain, though Pascal had left them with a good amount of the candles. She ought to learn, but she doubted that her half-brother was willing to teach her anything besides the direction she should walk without stopping. Not that he would say as much but there was a distinct lack of affection on that front that did not stem from his odd monotone ways.

The room Hibiki led her to, though, was sparsely furnished, offering no real place to sit down and lounge as she was want to do. Instead, she hovered by the windows and peered out into the darkness. No one came to barge in to demand why a stranger was staying in the place. That was a good thing, no?

Kalypso would have helped more with the fire, but it was an ability that she was weaker in, for all that she had made fires often enough in her youth and in her life in the frozen north. It was Hibiki’s home and she did not want to step on his toes just to demonstrate how long it took her to get a simple fire going.

Once the flame was going, she settled herself down near the light. It was not the warmth that drew her, but the luminescence. For all that she was a creature that ought to have operated well in the night, the light was the thing she could ache for freely. An animal of the sunshine and brightness, Kalypso preferred it to the stifling dark.

Peering up at the man, she shrugged. If you want, I don’t mind one way or the other. We’ve all slept on dirt floors once or twice, what’s a little bit of wood to me? She was not going to demand a pelt or two, even if it would make for softer seating. You should sit and tell me how you picked your name; I’m dying to know, she suggested, wondering if it had anything to do with his mother’s death. And her murder.

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