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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[ 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