pawnstorm | [ semi-open ] and sometimes we sing to the dawn

Who: Lord Light, a couple of people (closed threads in toplevels within), and you.
When: April 12-15, thereabouts
Where: Around Capablanca
What: A useless old man ponders the meaning of his existence. And also builds some things on the side.
Rating: PG+ for Adra's mouth

one;

[ Contrary to first impressions, there is indeed peace and quiet to be found in Capablanca. As one walks along the beaches further and away from the town center, the number of establishments dwindle one by one - until the last ice-cream parlour marks the end of built shoreline. The stretch of untouched sand may be quite small compared to the rest of the beach, but it's still sizeable. Sizeable enough to provide a place of relative silence for Heroes to meditate properly.

It is here, upon the sand, that he draws. Detailed, complex images are sketched into the beachside, a little away from the shoreline so that they would be untouched at low tide. It takes him hours to complete a single drawing, but he doesn't complain a single bit - merely one figure with white hair bent down close to the ground with a single branch in his hand.

At night, high tide washes them away, but he returns for at least an hour every day to add one or two. At other times he builds perfectly regular rings out of shells and other materials lying around, all without a single word. A few locals come to watch, but even then their curiosity wears out as he continues, focused on his task.

If anything, the art is pretty. But what could they mean? ]

two;

[ On an afternoon when the sun is not as harsh, he climbs Ventoso Hill alone. Once he's reached the top, he elects to stand and watch the scenery - he's so still that he might have been mistaken for a statue, if not for the fact that his hair moves and flutters in an opportune breeze.

After a while, he shifts his stance to one more regal, and he begins to sing with a voice much younger than his speaking intonation. When he finishes, there's the slightest hint of a smile on his expression - but it will fade away as soon as he is approached, returning to his normal calmness.

His voice resumes its usual pitch, too. ]

Can I help you with anything?

three;

[ In the mornings, he can be found near the piers - or more specifically, where the seabirds frequent. He might be seated on the jetty or walking along the beach with a small bag of breadcrumbs, and after a while seagulls will start to flock to his location. He feeds them with a rather distant expression (more distant than usual, that is), letting them land on his shoulders and arms.

However, if you express interest in what he's doing, he'll look up with a much more focused countenance. ]

Hello. Would you like to feed them as well?

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Yes. I draw. I draw things from memory, so I can see them in physical form again.

[ It is a form of study, especially since he has advanced to the Bishop rank. ]

They move us where we are needed. Blanc is quite a large country, and they need to shift gears in quite a short time. I would envision that they require our assistance direly, to do such a thing. This is a form of purpose that we have been offered.

[ As with before, he's not quite responding entirely to her question - but it means he's comfortable enough to talk more. ]

I-I see... [ That makes a lot of sense really. Maki thinks about how she would just prefer to go on the Internet to look things up, but that's not really an option here, is it? ]

I don't know if I'd say "offered"... more like drafted...

[ She's definitely still a little upset about this whole thing, even if she's coming ot understand it more. The more people of Blanc she meets, the more kids who look up to her because she wears the Hero uniform, the more she finds herself wanting to protect it all. ]

[ The internet is a long, long way from being invented here. Magic interferes with the principles that he ad been familiar with. ]

Would you still leave the people be, after seeing their plight?

[ But this is more of a rhetorical question, as he continues: ]

You have the power to alleviate that, the power to make things better. You have seen this power of yours in action, have you not? The people's gratitude, their smiles as repayment. This power, more than anything else, will be capable of finding you a way home.

[ And magic is a few thousand years too late for her world.

Her answer to his rhetorical question is to rhetorically pout, as if she can't believe he just asked her that. But of course she can, because it's so very like him. ]

That's exactly why I'm doing it! S-So I can find our way home!

[ To that, he just inclines his head. He does know that further ribbing won't help. So he says this with a noticeable smile: ]

That's good. I have faith in you.

[ Is that enough for her? ]

[ She scoots away, just a tiny bit. ]

I-I'm sure I can learn this, I was going to have to learn medicine soon anyway when I graduate from high school!

[ She doesn't need your encouragement Papa.... even though she is quietly happy for it. Better to change the subject though. ]

B-But... if there's anything you think you could help teach me... I-I guess I wouldn't mind.

[ The scoot is not missed, but not commented upon. ]

I can teach you anatomy and theory first, understanding of how things are, how ailments and injuries are caused. Then, once you understand the cause of others' afflictions, you can use the tools and powers you have to change them. Magic here makes things a lot less complicated, it will not be difficult.

[ He's quite the patient teacher, but is Maki willing to be patient in return...? ]

I know I'll have to memorize all the body parts and bones and things, but I'm sure I can do it!

[ She has learned so many different things about music, that learning anatomy should just be a continuation of that. It's obvious that Maki is a bit immature though, not realizing how different it might be, especially when you compare a passion to something else. ]

I was going to learn these things anyway, when I went to University, so it's not like I'm hurting anything starting early...

[ For Lord Light, having the determination is enough. Hard work will get you places - it was just the time taken that was an issue. ]

How is your schedule like? We can begin immediately.

[ He's not averse to teaching. If anything, he can refresh his memory. ]

[ If it's that, Maki's got plenty. And patience too, she taught Rin, Nico, and Honoka all how to sing properly, even when they wanted to just goof off.

Okay she yelled at them a bunch, but she's got some amount of patience. ]

R-Right now?! I-I need to shower, I probably smell...

[ Of course she doesn't really, but she did just come in from a run. ]

[ Okay, maybe he didn't really mean immediately immediately - rather, in the same day. ]

Go ahead. Let me know when is convenient for you. I can always make time.

[ Like a good dad. ]

[ well, it's sorta Maki's things to jump to conclusions! ]

I-I'll only take an hour or so!

[ Some people might be able to shower and dress faster... Maki is not one of those people. Outfit coordination takes time. ]

[ It's kind of his fault that he's so blunt and literal, though. ]

I will wait here.

[ He'll go up to his room to retrieve some paper and other material, though. ]

Right...

[ Twirling her hair, Maki gives a nod and then hurries off. Before arriving a short time later in her Hero uniform, flanked by Diva with her revolver holstered on her hip. ]

[ If anything, Maki makes the effort to dress well for her role. He's observed her enough to know that she's someone who pays a lot of attention to her appearance - it's a good thing by virtue of it not being in excess, but perhaps it's also due to the influence of her friend. ]

Do you have a preferred place to study? We can start with the basics first.

[ Maki is just that type of rich girl that she wants to look her best. Except when she's training, then sweatpants and a hat are okay with her. N-No one judges her about that right?? They better not. ]

Let's go outside, there's a tree I like to read under.

[ With that, Maki grips at the notebook under her arm that she has with her, excited to start. ]

[ There's bound to be a few, but then he'll tell her that their opinions are not worth her time. ]

Very well.

[ It'll be a while before they finish, but they'll be back before sundown. ]

[ semi-open ] and sometimes we sing to the dawn

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laughing at how both threads seem to be LL waiting for Maki

isnt it... we could wrap this one up if you'd like and continue the other one

that sounds good!! :D i still gotta tag the cats too

we can end this here then