She likes long walks on the beach

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POSTED: Thu Jun 14, 2018 12:41 pm

2. Maintain the “life preserve” on Whisper Beach by collecting a variety of shellfish or clearing it of debris.


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A storm battered Casa in the night; she heard the heavy waves as they blasted ashore in the distance. The winds lashed at their Wetu and the trees around them, rain pelted in droves. Jace was only mildly inconvenienced when her child woke in something of a fright and crawled in besides her mother for comfort.

Her increasing fascination with the destruction wrought by the earth's fury drew her inward with a woven basket that she carried in her mouth as a secui. Storms always washed ashore something edible.

The crows and toher scavengers had beaten her to the scene. Some of the dead fish had already been stripped of their meat. There were shellfish though, scattered about from having been blasted from their rocky homes. She couldn't name most of them but knew they were delicious. The limping secui began to collect up what still smelled fresh into her woven basket.

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POSTED: Wed Jun 27, 2018 9:28 pm

Creeping from his Courthouse room with tired eyes, his hair trembled as he scratched at his scalp and dark footpaws brought him down to the ground from the steps. Everything was wet, but work went on in Casa despite the mud that crawled up to knees and elbows. The very same mud that he stepped into, of course. It wouldn't take long for it to climb up his pants when he got to work. Hopefully he wouldn't land face first into it this time.

As he meandered in his sleepiness, searching for the first task of the day, he heard the happy conversations of souls in passing,” Nice Mornin'?” One Cavalier said to another in the brief moment they crossed, the other only laughing as they slapped the mud from their hands to the earth. Another Cavalier took a big whiff, Darkness pausing a moment to see what it was they were smelling,” That morning after the rain smell! Don't you love it?” They laughed and moved on, Darkness turning one corner of his maw up in disappointment. He wondered what it smelled like, exactly. Of course, he wasn't cross. He'd just have to distract himself from wondering. What was the best place to do that?

Someone made mention of Whisper Beach needing some tending to, and that Jace had already made off there earlier. Well, it wouldn't hurt to help his old friend, and it certainly wouldn't hurt to see her again, so he fetched a basket from the stores and headed out. Making his way out of the Fort, he stood for a moment, finger in air. He tapped at nothing in particular as his eyes turned to the sky as thought filled him. If the boundaries were that way... and the bath pools were that way... then... Ah! Whisper Beach! He turned the pillars of the Fort, walking the circumference of the wall until he met the waters and started carefully down the river. He was much better at following the river. Noting things like the direction the water was flowing always did him more good than trying to remember trees that stood out of the norm. Since trees, after all, could be there one day, and fallen the next.

Time passed with his travelling, but it wasn't long after until his foot paws buried their mud-soaked digits into the sand. Plodding through the shifting surface, he made his way west until he caught the sight of a Secui Jace and the item she carried in her mouth,” Jaece,” He spoke up a bit, just over the waves that lapped at the beach which looked like it had seen a great deal of turmoil the night before. He lifted his basket a bit above his waist for her to see,” I have coem teu hielp clear dhe bieaches.”


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POSTED: Wed Jul 11, 2018 7:40 pm

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There were lots of things on her mind that day, and the elder woman was lost in thoughts most grievous. Each limping step was a pain that traveled up to her hip, although she was grateful to have any motion at all in the bad leg. She was ailing as time went by and it was something she could feel inside of her. The time was coming and contemplative ruminations upon her own death were full inside of her when Darkness strode from the trees.

She blinked, letting the near borderline suicidal urges sink away into the sand and stared up at him, the sun catching in his ling pale hair. She enjoyed the company of the calm and serene male, he was not the like to chatter off her ears with inane small-talk, his words were measured. She little secui bobbed her head,

"Good, there is much seafood here today, I would hate to see it go to waste." she picked up another shelled creature and dropped it in the basket.

"How is your archery training going?" Training and weapons-work was the only thing Jace would even bother to small talk about, at least it was a relevant, productive topic.

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POSTED: Sun Jul 22, 2018 7:03 pm

The wounded warrior woman didn't hesitate when it came to addressing what Darkness had spoken to her. She was happy for his assistance and it was clear why. There wasn't a terrible amount that she could get done on her own, especially in that form. Darkness opted for a more helpful method, where he lifted a odd looking shellfish and brought it to where she had set the basket, so she didn't need to come to him. Dropping the thing to the bottom, it jingled against the shells of others. Amber honey eye turned to her after her question had been spoken.

“Wiell,” The offer was made, though he wouldn't brag. There was no impressing a seasoned warrior like herself, but he wasn't going discredit himself, either,” Traeining daely haes gieven me aiem ahnd streingth,” Words as honest at they could be. Was stronger now, and could pitch the bow fully, and he usually hit near or at his target every time solidly. He no longer lost arrows to the brush, thankfully,” I naow ried Podarok vieth skiell, and wield swoard bietter.”

He might as well have filled her in on the other tasks he's been up to. It didn't make sense for him to focus on a single thing, but at the same time, he knew he'd never be a master of any of them. As long as he could work and provide for his family, and Casa, then all would be well. Moving away from Jace again, he neared the lapping waters to lift a few creatures off of the shore. Of the three in this spot, only two seemed fit for consumption. The third was riddled with flies and was starting to turn into goo. Cupping his hand into the sand, he buried the decaying thing and covered it well. Returning to the basket, he dropped the two fish in the wicker container, and returned to Jace," I woeld liek teu shoew yeu soemdaey, hoew I haeve groewn."


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POSTED: Sat Aug 04, 2018 2:52 pm

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Ears twitched with the sound of the shellfish against the few she had collected. She stooped to pick up another baffled mollusk that had lost its way amid the stormy weather. Their two amber eyes were similar in color she noted, but so very different in the things they contained; his was a liquid softness and hers a chiseled marble wall.

She listened attentively to his words as she cast about for more seafood. Nodding in places where it was required. Sometimes she still cringed upon that first meeting, when she had found him so badly mishandling the bow and arrow, using the sharpened ones for war. If Life was full of anything then it was full of mistakes and chances to learn.

"That is good." Her deep voice rumbled and their accents were all but the same, a heavy lingering thing.

She sniffed at a fish and snorted, there was already the scents of decay. she followed the example of Darkness and dug a small hole. The last thing they needed was a beach full of openly rotting ocean creatures.

"I should like to see that." She practiced less and less in the Fort when it would be chunks of her time and excess pain to get there, she would keep up her training in the midst of her own camp.

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POSTED: Sat Aug 25, 2018 4:49 am

Her lilted words were rhythmic to his own, and both of the quiet souls only sought to speak with words were needed. It made for a short, but progressed conversation where what was meant got across and little filled the space between it. She praised him and even offered the notion that she'd be willing to see his progress with her own eyes, which was a commendation to the Cadet,” I viell coem teu yeur caemp teu shoew yeu?” The question came as he gripped a shelled thing in his hands. Curiously, he stuck his claws into the mouth of the creature, splaying it open and likely killing it with the force in which he nearly tore it in two. Inside, there was a little stone. Tilting his head, he plucked the iridescent thing from it's mouth and returned to the basket.

From there, he dropped the shellfish into the basket and squatted beside the wicker container, his hand open with his palm out to display the thing,” It ahte a stoen?” He questioned curiously, allowing the woman to take a glance at the item. It didn't mean anything to him, but it was awfully shiny to be something of trash. Perhaps, she would like this thing? Well, if not, then he'd certainly bring it home to Hartt to see if she was willing to have it. It seemed a waste to toss it into the sea, unless it was just a regular stone. The shine of it told the man different, though.

A glance to the side also had him finding that Jace's basket had become full. After she had a glance at the rock, he'd take the basket up into his own hands and move on. The limp she bore would have her suffering to take the basket, and he didn't pity the woman enough to offer. She was a strong warrior, like Hartt, and he found that doing something out of the joy of toil in contrast to lightening the load of others was a much more commendable trait.


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POSTED: Sat Aug 25, 2018 8:26 pm

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The obscene differing in size between them was ever emphasized by their dissimilar forms. It only accentuated the smallness of her and the largess of him. It seemed almost laughable that such a small female should hold the title of veteran and wield the formidable presence that she did. Her mouth twisted into a cross between a grimace and a smirk,

"That would be appreciated." Privacy was a thing she cherished, and the reason her camp was set so far into the forest away from Casa's general hubris but in recent times it did create difficulties for her in getting to the Fort. She would not even consider the idea of moving into the Fort though.

Eyes cast upwards as he spoke and the small, shiny pearl gleamed in the sunlight. They were interesting looking things, but ultimately did not serve a purpose and so Jace had never bothered to keep the ones she found when collecting the shellfish.

"No... I think they make them -- I do not know why though. Maybe to impress a mate?" She offered the thought but it was with a degree of uncertainty, she had never seen a thing indicative of a mating ritual from the mollusks and had barely given it thought before this moment.

"Perhaps Hartt would like it?" It was clear that Jace was uninterested in keeping the pearl, there were not almost no aesthetic trinkets or baubles within the Wolfe-Denahlii camp. The few items that did seem as such had cultural or religious purposes related to the rituals of her people.

She did not say anything about the assistance of his picking up her basket to move it, although inner turmoil whirled and broiled like the foamy ocean waves. Jace padded besides him, away from their cleared area of beach and towards the next section, already moving to begin digging another hole for another decaying corpse. Such was the warrior's never ending, busy life.

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POSTED: Sat Aug 25, 2018 9:21 pm

She took good note to his offer to make his way to her camp, not to mention the walking would do him a lot of good for aging bones. He found if he was stagnant for too long, sores started popping up in places that they shouldn't be. Just the normal graces of living into age, which Jace didn't seem to enjoy the pleasure of. War was not kind to her, but war was never kind.

The wolfdog offered her eyes over to the pearl that was in his open palm, and offered something of information for him. For their mates? It seemed simple enough, but did they have eyes? Turning the thing over in his hand, he relented the search for anything that might look like an eye and cast it into the basket. Nodding his head in kind to the question she asked, if Jace didn't want it he was sure that Hartt would appreciate the small token.

With the little thing firmly between his fingers, he moved the basket a little up the shore without a mention or notion for why he was doing it. Her silence, whether it was in protest or understanding wouldn't be put on display. The warrior deserved her pride as much as she had earned it. It was his honor to help her with little things, because he knew her too strong to ask. He, in that sense, was not much different when it came to anything that had to do with scenting. His lack of smell, like her old wound, plagued him still.

Setting the basket to the sand, the jostled wicker weave managed to shift it's contents and find within it more room. As Jace began digging into the sand to bury something rotten, Darkness moved on further from the basket and closer to the shore. Something red sat against the sand, stuck in a tangle of sun dried seaweeds. Leaning over, he plucked it from the earth and turned it in his hand. It was as hard as a rock, with five pointy bits that stuck out and a bunch of thick hairs that were twisted beneath it. It didn't look sour, but it didn't seem like something to eat. Tossing it aside, he dug through the seaweed for something worth more. With a tilted crown, he found something else tangled in the weeds.

His hand reached down to touch the strange, gooey substance, only for a hot electric sting to bite his finger. Pulling his hand back and over his head, he fell into the sand behind him and scooted back. What on earth? The ocean carried the strangest things. Slime that stung? Sticking his finger in his mouth as if to sooth the tingling burn that radiated from the sting, he turned to Jace,” Deu noet toeuch dhie sliemy oens,” He offered the helpful knowledge, in case she wasn't aware.

Finally, the bite's burn subsided and he moved to dig a hole and, using sand rather than his hands, pushed the gross thing into the hole so as not to sting the feet of curious, young cavaliers. With the stingy slime defeated, he moved away from the edge of the water and found a few small fish that hadn't turned sour in the sun. Placing them in the basket, he minded the silence between them as they both worked to gather what was edible and bury what was not. Two more silver, shiney fish were saved on his own account, and three were buried. Another five-pointed sea stone was cast aside, and two stingy slimes were buried deep into the sand.


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