Open!

[kirkhammer]

Who: Vivienne and YOU
When: Feb 7-11
Where: Around Caissa
What: Festivities are never easy. Pickpockets are even worse.
Rating: PG-13?



A: Feb 7

[Another festival? As she understood it, weren't they brought here to fight? To win a war? Why, in such dire times - dire enough that heroes need be called - is action not being taken?

Thoughts similar to those are what's circling Vivienne's mind as she helps one of the stalls perform their final set up before the festival truly begins. It seemed an easy enough task when she first read about it at the Town Plaza, but that was before they mentioned anything about food preparation. Following recipes is one thing, but some of these are extremely tedious and delicate, and patient as Vivienne can (selectively) be, she has a limit.

Which is why the stall owners have allowed her a break, and a small tray of dumplings, which she's now sitting with out the front of the stall. Should anybody curious walk up, Vivienne will tiredly murmur:]

They're not open.

[Except it probably isn't too convincing since she's.. you know, holding food.

Alternatively, feel free to catch her mid food prep!]

B: Feb 9

[Vivienne isn't the type to believe in things like fate, or destiny, and so the idea of a fortune is equally unreliable in her eyes. That's why she almost deadeyes the little slip of paper her Carrier - who she has finally named Gideon - insisted that she have. How it managed to get its little hands on it, she has no idea (though it likely just picked it up off the ground, as it's taken to doing), but she shakes her head as she reads it.

Unstable foundations forge stronger bonds.

It's nonsense, honestly. How can mere words on a slip of paper possibly foretell any coming event? It's impossible. Absolutely impossible, she thinks, as a slow splintering crack begins to fill the air. One of the wooden support beams at a stall begins to sag to one side, before giving way entirely and crashing down into the counters below, sending an array of fresh ingredients, hot cooked food and splintered wood into the air.

Some of the debris is heading Vivienne's way, and while she's normally much more alert, she's still thinking about unstable foundations and impossibility. Someone please yank her out of the way and tell her not to stand around like a deer caught in headlights. Though maybe not in those words - she won't have any idea what that means.]

C: Feb 11

[Recovering a lost item is a good way to not only make colle, but also to give herself something to do in her uneasy, restless state, and perhaps most importantly, properly acquaint herself with Caissa. The capital may be large, but she has to start somewhere. And the woman's request - "please bring back my pendant, it's a family heirloom! - sounded simple enough. But then the woman mentioned the culprit ran in the direction of the docks, which presents two problems:

1) Vivienne has no idea where the docks are in relation to her current location and 2) she can't swim. So if the pendant somehow managed to find its way into the water (and knowing her luck, it has), she's low on options.

Help a gal out? She's currently borrowing the ledge of the fountain in the Entertainment District, having unrolled a map of the capital she purchased, chin in hand. It's markings are smudged, and the roads seem unclear, but for only 15 colle (negotiated down from 25), you get what you paid for.]

[If you'd like to hash out any of the prompts with me beforehand, or come up with something completely different, feel free to contact me via PM or through plurk at paako!]

Comments

[kirkhammer]

[It wouldn't be the first (or last, even) time Vivienne saw someone put up a brave front. Valiant an effort as it is, there's only so much one can do against this knowledge. And yet, it's a start, which is why Vivienne doesn't address it. Fear is a necessity. It means you want to live.

That's how she sees it anyway.]

What is aloe vera?

[Maybe steering the conversation in a new direction will be better off--]

[cutiepanther]

[ Maki is all about brave fronts. She's a ball of embarrassment sometimes, except apparently when she's on stage. Then she's a natural being in the spotlight. ]

Aloe vera is.. a tropical plant. You can use the extract inside to sooth burns and things. It's green, and has sharp little ridges...

[ They must be near a market or something, Maki is certain she could find it if they even have it here... ]

[kirkhammer]

[You know what, please one day tell her all about what an idol is and how Maki is one... That'll be a Trip.]

I see. Would it exist here, I wonder?

If pain persists past this day, I shall seek it out.

[Or something similar, if that isn't a thing here.]

[cutiepanther]

W-Well! If you need any kind of medical help... you can call me on my Carrier. My handle is.. uh... [ She suddenly feels embarrassed, her voice getting quiet. ]

...T-Tomato.

[kirkhammer]

[You know what, it's okay, there's someone who seems keen on calling her Strawberry now. Not that she'll ever tell anyone, but at least there's a sense of solidarity there.]

I... yes. I will do that.

Thank you, Maki. And if there was anything you required, you are free to contact me. I believe the name I registered with my Carrier is the same as mine.

[cutiepanther]

Ah, thank you.

[ That's actually adorable and Maki would totally understand. ]

T-Take care then, Miss Vivienne. [ She bows a little, as a goodbye, being as polite as possible and all, before she heads off on her own again. ]