It all began in that moment [Open!]

[showsnopiety]

Who: Caren and you!
When: Throughout July, before and after dungeon
Where: Caissa, Petrosian
What: Getting all the job stuff in one place. And overflow.
Rating: None, NSFW/R-18, etc



Angry Birds

[There's a high pitched screeching noise, and it is not from a bird. Or a griffon, or a person even being attacked. Instead, it looks as if there is...some sort of protester? Activist? That has spotted Caren's traqing one of the griffons. Caren hops down easily to take the dart out of the bird and see about getting it to the holding area (or whatever they're calling it these days) where it can rest peacefully. But there's the activist, badgering her with questions, red in the face.

At first, Caren ignores them; she's trying to do her job, and she's not going to be stopped from doing it by someone who is being a pest. But they get louder and attracting more attention, getting in her way as she tries to move and get ready for the next target that...she snaps.]

Will you not cease?

[And they go silent. Not because they shut up; they're still trying to talk, but their voice has been rendered inaudible.

From the way Caren is staring, she didn't mean to do that either. Whoops.]


Anyway Here’s Wonderwall

[Nnnnnngh they have to learn about Gammon. Well, she supposes it's a place that they could...possibly...use as a safehouse location someday. So she had to do the research anyway. At least this way she was getting paid for it, and it's not suspicious for her to be asking questions about various things about Gammon.

One of the things she's decided to do (other then sample fish and chips; it was a need to thing if she was going to present about it) was find some Gammon music. She has a gammerphone with a pair of headphones on it and....

Her expression on her face is odd. But after a moment, she takes the headphones off and offers them to be listened to.]

I'm not sure how to describe this. Indulge me for a moment?

[She's a bit of a musician herself, so if she's at a loss of words for this, this ought to be good...or bad. Or something.]

Harvest Soon: The Prequel

How wasteful.

[It's perfectly good belt that was chucked into the river! Though now it looks like it's been ruined now, thanks to all the water its absorbed. She shakes her head still, and continues her tracking over the river, bare footed and wearing little more then a sleeveless blouse and a short skirt. She's staring into the water, fishing things out and plopping things into a popcorn bucket she found downstream. She might be muttering to herself because...well, she's more or less complaining about people, like the cheerful thing she is.]

You'd think that humans here who are so environmentally concerned would-

[She pauses in mid sentence with a startled yelp. Seems she stepped on something sharp by accident, and it hurts.]


Dye Hard

[She'd done her share of research for this before even stepping onto the boat. Hence, Caren is not dressed in her usual dull colors out of uniform-no whites, no browns. Instead, after pulling on her gloves, she rolls her shoulders once, and tosses second hand piece of clothing, something that could possibly be taken as a cloak. It's worn, but it's either red, black and purple. Caren herself is dressed in a purple dress and black vest.

It looks like it should be sweltering, but she doesn't seem to care. Maybe that's why she's wearing her hair up in a side pony tail for once. But...]

Put that on, or keep it close. Word has it that they want those colors, for one reason or another.

[She stares. She's not moving this boat until there's compliance or a show of any of the colors on their person.]

You recall how we're going to be luring them out, correct?

Overflow

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Gilbert

[showsnopiety]

(continued from here!)

[It's a special kind of sorcery. She waits for him to take in the first inhale, before she continues.]

They seemed to have the idea that I was gathering a cigarette for my lover.

[She didn't tell them that, but they assumed!]

1/2

[interchained]

[While exhaling the smoke, Gilbert can feel his muscles relax slightly. How is he supposed to quit this, he wonders and at the same time Caren gives her answer. The meaning behind the words hasn't reached him quite yet, even though she couldn't be more clear.]

Ah, is that so...

[How nice of them...

Too bad he's not going to stay relaxed for long.]

2/2

[interchained]

EXCUSE ME?!

[This may be the reaction Caren wanted to see—at this point, even the tips of his ears are bright red.]

[showsnopiety]

[She did. It was a great look on him, and it was worth being overloaded with cigarettes. Totally worth it, seeing how it was entertaining as hell.]

I have no idea how they got that impression. I certainly didn't call you that.

[But she didn't discourage it either.]

[interchained]

[Why is this his life...]

A-At least it worked...?

[Somehow, he's not rejoicing. People and their assumptions! Hey, but maybe that would explain why there's a group of men nearby glaring at him menacingly...they sure would love to have a conversation with Caren, but he realizes that only now.

If he was alone, he most likely would put as many cigarettes as possible into his mouth and smoke them all at once.]

Didn't they want anything in return?

[Digging up your own grave as usual, Gilbert...]

Wonderwallin'

[retains]

[Lavi is actually enjoying his somewhat crash course in education on the topic of all things Gammon, and what he's learned so far has been fairly interesting if not downright fascinating.

The music does leave something to be desired, but he's not going to turn down the chance to listen to a little more, especially when asked to listen by someone he already knows. He offers a friendly wave and a grin.]

Oh-- Miss Teacher. I'm sure I can think of something. [With a slight shrug, he takes the headphones so that he can listen himself. After long enough to make a judgement, he pulls the headphones off and lets them dangle in one hand.]

Hmmm... cacophonous? Jarring? Like cats in heat sliding down a rusty tin roof? [He considers.] None of that's gonna win you any points with anybody, huh?

[showsnopiety]

[At least it's not all things foccor. But the music isn't anything she can work with, sadly. And from Lavi's assessment, he feels the same way.]

Not at all, little student.

[Which is funny because he towers over her easily. But that's one thing she can't use unless someone likes cats in heat sliding over tin roofs.]

It was an idea, but an unusable one. What of you?

[retains]

[He laughs at being called 'little student', but it's only fair since he started using a nickname first.]

If you were bein' nice about it, you could call that music ebullient or boisterous, those don't sound too bad at all.

Though if you're talking about everything else, I think Gammon's sounding pretty neat. It's kinda exciting getting to study up on somewhere totally new to me.

[showsnopiety]

[He did do that. At least she didn't give him an insulting one?]

Ebullient. That's generous.

[Her mouth quirks briefly, before it fades.]

But I agree in that Gammon seems interesting. The food concepts aren't terrible, the landscape seems tranquil...

And who knows? We may be asked to aid Gammon sooner or later. Better to know what to avoid then going in blind.

Dye Hard

[femmefailtale]

[How did she get herself into this how did she get herself into this how did she get herself into this??]

[It's an interesting question, and basically boils down to 'because she can't say no to people she thinks she owes one to.' The heat's sweltering, it's already gotten her down to the red shirt of her uniform--and the eyepatch she's got on has a swatch of it as well on the bottom. She drapes the cloak on her shoulders, running a hand over her forehead.]

Wear the colors, sit in the area, wait for someone to notice, and seem as unaware and carefree as possible.

Did I miss anything?

[showsnopiety]

[That was a very good question. But...then again, while this isn't the chit Caren planned to call in, it's useful nonetheless.

They're all over sweat though and it's just digesting. Well...it's starting to look as if it'd be a good idea if they dumped water over both of them.]

No, that's it. Also: try not to fall asleep.

[It might not be easy or not but that's why Caren brought a book! A cheap one. Just in case it gets tossed overboard or is ruined.]

[femmefailtale]

[Meliora nods and gives a 'mmn' sort of noise in assent, falling silent as she stares out over the water before eventually poking it with a finger and sighing.]

[This is booooring. She can't deal with boring! Boring is what other people do! Maybe if it was night or something, she could at least stare at the sky, but the landscape is passe, and the weather is hell! Who let it be this hot and muggy, anyways? Then, it hits her. If she sets Caren up for it, maybe they can get a witty repartee going. Just throw her an easy set-up to knock out of the park...]

Oi. [She looks over, smirking widely.] If you wanna seem unaware and carefree, I think I know a way we could do it~~

[Her tone is flirtatious--mostly because she's 200% sure she's about to get shot down. This swagger was nowhere to be found back in the red light district, even at her best.]

Harvest Soon

[chronosynthesis]

Ah--are you all right? [He makes his way down to her spot by the river when he hears the yelp, knitting his brow as he quickly looks over the area for what startled or hurt her. No creature attacks, it seems...]

[showsnopiety]

[No, no creature. But she's trying to bring up her foot, abit gingerly. She wobbles a little on her one leg, and has to bring out her arms for balance.]

I stepped on something sharp.

[She shakes her head a little. She might be fine with pain most of the time but-that was her foot.]

[chronosynthesis]

Oh--[Syrlya holds his hands out, just in case she loses her balance completely.] You should sit and make certain nothing is stuck in there.

fish n chips

[quaria]

[ Is it really surprising to witness Setsuna among the other Heroes sampling authentic Gammonian cuisine? At the moment, he's seated at a cafe table next to a lovely park. It's the perfect time for afternoon tea as well; so aside from fish and chips, he has small cakes and tea sandwiches across the table.

Another unsurprising item found on the table: milk tea. Anyway, he's using his Carrier to take photos of the food spread. Maybe he'll be making some kind of scrapbook or photo gallery for the exhibit? ]

[showsnopiety]

[He's instagraming his food. Who knew it was a thing? Well, maybe it is. This is supposed to be, according to locals, the most Gammonian authentic cafe in all of Caissa. And saying that in all of the districts and competing that goes around, it's something.

Maybe the milk tea isn't surprising. But this was the first time she's seen his carrier. Hers is a tropical snake, vividly colored and slithering over her shoulders as she comes up. She has a notebook under her arm, and her fingers tap gently on the side of his milk tea container.]

Is this a sheep?

[Hello to you Caren. At least she's not saying something depressing? She's mostly curious.]

[quaria]

[ After catching Setsuna's attention, the young Knight pauses from his task in favor of looking at Caren. His eyes are light when he does, indicating that he's glad to see her. It's a subconscious reaction. He nods to answer her, as well as properly greet her.

His Carrier bounces a little in place, letting out tiny yet energetic beeps upon being observed. It seems to be a friendly type. ]

Yes. I was told that he is called Hareep.

[ Hareep floats up now, recognizing that Caren has fluffy-looking hair. The robotic sheep decides to start rolling on her head, not afraid of the tropical snake at all. Not that it matters, considering that he's mechanical. ]

Harvest soon

[likethelight]

? [ A little further down the stream, trousers rolled up to his knees and shirtsleeves up above the elbow, Caren's outcry causes Allen to blink for a moment.

How... uncharacteristic?

He straightens a little, flicking some of the water from his hands as he'd waded out most of the way into the water and was fishing about. ] Caren?

Are you alright?

[showsnopiety]

[Allen looks like he's hunting for clams. Maybe he did for money? Who knows. She's not used to going to the beach or the pool for fun or just...forgot her common sense somewhere.

WHO KNOWS.

She hisses through her teeth, and gingerly straightens up.]

I think I have something in my foot. Something sharp.

1/2

[likethelight]

[ He's just being effective!! Junk gets in the river too. It's also hot and it's cooler this way.

That does make him pause just a little bit though. Caren he's seen you take shrapnel to the gut and keep fighting with barely a flinch... ]

2/2

[likethelight]

[ Hup—wading over to her then. ]

That can happen when you walk around barefoot... [ Nevermind that he is too since—water.

And he might have a small sort of smile. Maybe. ]

Can I see?

Wonderwall (/slams into this super late)

[rememberher]

[ Lux had been doing all she could to try to understand Gammon's taste in art. She really didn't get art in any shape or form, and ... well, their tastes were on a whole other level.

So when the other woman offered the headset to her, the blond blinked, turning toward her and taking it. Slipping the headphones over her ears, she stands there for a moment, listening. Then...

What even was this? ]

I'm not sure what I'm listening to...

never late

[showsnopiety]

[Well it was...really something. Caren has a fine taste in music, but she doesn't know how this works exactly, or what emotion it's trying to invoke.

Seems she's not the only one who's confused.]

Popular Gammorian music. I believe it's all the rage back in Gammon.

[She shrugs.]

I suppose there's a reason for it, but it's not to my taste.

[rememberher]

This is popular?

[ That slipped out, whoops. Oh well, it was too late to take it back now, and, taking the headphones off, she offered they back to the other woman. ]

Well, there is a reason behind everything, but...

[ Should she feel cultured or confused? Possibly both? If this was supposed to be considered high art in Gammorian society, then count her out. ]

I don't think it's quite my thing either.