Late It's-Not-July-Anymore Catch-All!

[rememberher]

Who: Lux Crownguard, and you!
When: Backdated to the later half of Delphine (post-dungeon)
Where: Caissa & Petrosian
What: Late month shenanigans and overflow for July's intro! Job listings that didn't make the last catch all (harvest soon, wonderwall), plus a few other prompts. If you want something specific, message me at sheepyton!
Ratings: PG for the most part, but will change this if need be.
Warnings: None currently


♕ o1. SEEING DOUBLE (HALL OF GLORY).

[ Walking around the dorms, you might find that your eyes are playing tricks on you. Did you just see something strange out of the corner of your eye? A trick of the light, maybe? A vague shimmering, just out of your peripheral vision. Blink and its gone, however. Or was it even truly there? Spooky. ]

Excuse me.

[ Yikes, where did that voice come from?! Suddenly from behind, Lux stands there, smiling as she almost always does, her head quirked slightly to one side. Curious, the bracelet on her wrist appears to be glowing..? ]

Could I borrow you for a moment?

♕ o2. "FINE" ART (CAISSA).

[ What... what was she looking at exactly? Wandering around the Lucena Museum, soaking in all of the grandeur that Gammonian art had to offer (a good magician surrounds herself in as many strange and wonderful things as she can, after all), Lux was left more confused than anything.

She just didn't get art. Not at all.

Great sculptures and paintings of heroes past, sure, she can get into that. But here, she was stumped. It was a bit too weird. So, attempting to look like a good connoisseur of art, turning her head this way and that to try to at least somewhat analyze each piece, she found herself looking more and more confused. What was she even looking at here? She wasn't sure... ]

♕ o3. SOMEONE STOP THIS CRAZY THING! (PETROSIAN).

[ So weeding? Not her thing. A noble city girl born and bred, she hardly knew what a day out on the fields were like, and after taking about an hour to get a small area of land weeded, some poor farm hand took pity upon her.

She could work a tractor, right? Sure she could! Anyone can! Seriously, just... go do something. Here, take the keys to that tractor over there. There was no way she could get into trouble with that, the darned thing hasn't worked in years— ]

WATCH OUT!

[ Judging from the giant cloud of shimmering black smoke careening forward on the horizon, she's "fixed" the tractor! Well, "fix" being a relative term, at least. It's running. Chugging and sputtering, bucking against the spell she placed on it to make it run, the machine managed to wrest dominance from the young mage's hands, and had a score to settle apparently.

Poor thing, she's holding on for her dear life. THIS WAS NOT WHAT SHE HAD IN MIND. ]

♕ o4. A HOME AWAY FROM HOME (CAISSA).

[ What started off as a routine shopping trip has taken a significant detour. She intended to only go out looking for a calendar—something simple that she could use to keep track of holidays (and perhaps a few birthdays, while she was at it), but managed to get sidetracked along the way. A bit of window shopping never hurt anyone, right?

...And her room was a bit barren, wasn't it?

Moving between shops, the blond would occasionally stop, looking at something, picking it up and turning it over, before inevitably putting it back. Was she looking for something specific? ]

♕ o5. HELL'S KITCHEN (CAISSA).

[ The farmers in Petrosian had been nice enough to gift any and all heroes that helped them with produce from their crops, and Lux was no exception. But what would she do with all of this? She couldn't eat it all herself, it would go bad before she got to it. And you know, it might be nice to share with others. Yeah!

Cooking didn't seem so hard, she could probably handle it. And after convincing a few of the maids that she wanted to make something in the kitchen, and no it was all right she could manage herself, Lux went to work.

At first, it seemed fine. But after a while, a strange smell began to waft through the cafeteria. Then strange noises—pots clanking, worried mumblings NO YOU GET BACK INTO THAT POT SO HELP HER. This is fine. Everything is fine. It didn't have to look perfect, right? I-it's the thought that counts, right?

If you choose to not intervene, she will continue her battle in the kitchen, for better or for ill.

Wandering out into the cafeteria, a large pot and lid in her arms, she looked harried. Like she had just seen a terrible crime take place in front of her. Her face somewhat smudged with... lord, what even was that, gravy? Were those scorch marks on her apron? Looking around, she spies a victim person. ]

Oh, hello. I made a little too much, would you like some?

[ Run. Dear lord, run. ]

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[rememberher]

I DON'T KNOW HOW!

[ Well that was a thing. Barreling toward her at impossible speeds for a tractor, Lux must have done something to it to give this thing the get-up-and-go that it had. Judging from the flurry of smoke and glitter that it was spewing from its backside, magic was probably involved. ]

JUST—GET OUT OF THE WAY!

[suzinkazan]

W-WELL HOW DID YOU START IT... JUST.. DO THE OPPOSITE!

[Getting out of the way WOULD be the smart thing to do. But she's a bit panicked at the moment, and afraid even the slightest slowdown to move aside would get her run over.

Indeed, it does 'nip' at her heels occasionally, causing her to squeak and put more effort into running forward.]

[rememberher]

THAT'S EASY FOR YOU TO SAY!

[ Yes, that sounded so easy right now, thank you Susan for your sage advice.

But all right! Yes! What did she do? What can she do?!

Oh right, she could steer this thing. That might help. Turning the wheel hard to the right, it turned... kind of. Almost like a snail stuck in molasses, but it was something! She wasn't in immediate danger of running the other woman down. But now it was heading for a tree and, well

It was time to bail. Get ready to tuck and roll, Lux! Launching herself from the drivers seat, she curled in on herself, rolling to a stop as the tractor kept going, finally hitting aforementioned tree.

There. She stopped it. That poor tree. ]

[suzinkazan]

WELL I'M A LITTLE STRESSED TO THINK RIGHT NOW!

[As soon as she sees the tractor change course enough that she isn't gonna get squished. Susan stops, doubling over, hands on her knees, sucking in air.

She's bright red.]

Oh thank goodness..

[And then the crunch happens.]

...Oh.

That poor tree.

[rememberher]

[ Poor tree? What about poor her? She was almost on that thing when it hit!

Wandering over, a bit breathless herself (that was stressful, okay?), Lux walks over, pulling a bit of grass and hay from her hair. ]

Sorry about that, I'm not sure what happened. It was running just fine at first...

[suzinkazan]

[YOU'RE FINE

PROBABLY.]

And then it wasn't? [She's still panting.] What'd you even do?

[There's a beat.]

...Actually, really do tell me what you did, that might be helpful someday.

[rememberher]

It wasn't running beforehand. I was able to get it to turn on, but I had to flood it with a bit of mana first.

[ ...Lux, you're supposed to be smart. What part of your brain told you that that was a good idea? ]

[suzinkazan]

...So you gave it a ton of energy?

[Lux, why....]

That's actually good to know. [Susan, of course, is immediately wondering how she could use that to blow up some Noir soldiers.] If you flood an engine here with mana, it'll go crazy... [But nevermind that.]

Are you okay, at least?