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Frequency separation
Dan soder
Who: Zelos, Toriel, Rory, Tyrnen, Kasen, Open idk I'm having a dumb party get in here
When: Catch-all for March
Where: Arooooound. Not necessarily every place legally accessed either
What: Jobs, talks, things
Rating: Gdamn fabulous hair otherwise nada
A | A reluctant rescue
[You were going about your business. Business that just so happened to involve passing a certain redhead cornered by two maids in the Hall of Glory. Carrying on your way, when--! Hands grab your arm and suddenly you're being dragged into the conversation.]
Ah, well. I'll consult an expert on this, heheheh~.
[Suddenly you're confronted with a blonde and a silver tressed maid.]
Which one's cuter?
[Choose carefully. There's the distinct feeling you'll make an enemy out of whoever the loser of this Paris on the hill situation is.Must be why Zelos is ditching it on you.]
B | It's not the size it's how you use it....?
[Hanging around the courtyard, Zelos is concentrating as best he can. Block everything else out... He traces a cross in the air, and... The skinniest, most pathetic bolt of lightning streaks down to leave the faintest scorch mark on the pathway stones. Ugh... It's just no good.
Zelos let's his head droop. He's been at this for a while if the various scorch marks and uneven patches on the path say anything. On the bright side all the foliage in this area of the path is immaculately trimmed though the leaf clippings everywhere could do with being swept up. Fun stuff. Tiring stuff. So when someone passes by he shoots out his hand.]
Yo. Hero secret handshake ♪. You wouldn't leave a fellow hero hanging, would you?
Choose your own adventure!
Feel free to shoot me a PM or PP
sekishi for plotting. Or just slap something up and I'll roll with it, it's all good!
Dan soder
Who: Zelos, Toriel, Rory, Tyrnen, Kasen, Open idk I'm having a dumb party get in here
When: Catch-all for March
Where: Arooooound. Not necessarily every place legally accessed either
What: Jobs, talks, things
Rating: Gdamn fabulous hair otherwise nada
A | A reluctant rescue
[You were going about your business. Business that just so happened to involve passing a certain redhead cornered by two maids in the Hall of Glory. Carrying on your way, when--! Hands grab your arm and suddenly you're being dragged into the conversation.]
Ah, well. I'll consult an expert on this, heheheh~.
[Suddenly you're confronted with a blonde and a silver tressed maid.]
Which one's cuter?
[Choose carefully. There's the distinct feeling you'll make an enemy out of whoever the loser of this Paris on the hill situation is.
B | It's not the size it's how you use it....?
[Hanging around the courtyard, Zelos is concentrating as best he can. Block everything else out... He traces a cross in the air, and... The skinniest, most pathetic bolt of lightning streaks down to leave the faintest scorch mark on the pathway stones. Ugh... It's just no good.
Zelos let's his head droop. He's been at this for a while if the various scorch marks and uneven patches on the path say anything. On the bright side all the foliage in this area of the path is immaculately trimmed though the leaf clippings everywhere could do with being swept up. Fun stuff. Tiring stuff. So when someone passes by he shoots out his hand.]
Yo. Hero secret handshake ♪. You wouldn't leave a fellow hero hanging, would you?
Choose your own adventure!
Feel free to shoot me a PM or PP
TYRNEN, KASEN
be bothered tohelp themselves. Zelos has the list of plants as they exit the Atelier. He looks over his fetch quests companions who may or may not have been dragged here at his insistance, who knows.]Alright. First one's...tarragon. Anyone know what that is?
[This is off to a an amazing start.]
RORY
Clearly he does this sort of thing often.]
TORIEL
Yo. Got some time, beauty~?
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[He hadn't been expecting to be dragged out, but at the same time he was getting used to Zelos' way of doing things.]
It's common to cook with so we probably shouldn't have to search the wild. At least I hope so....
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If it's good for cooking, I might take a few extra to try in some recipes, if no one minds.
Let's date this maybe 3/5?
It seemed to confirm his suspicions when he saw him climb into the garden. Clearly, the man had no business being there. Just what did he think he was doing? Rory hurried over, his footsteps muted despite the quick pace. He moved over, more like sneaked over, to where he could get close. Then, he shouted through the fence in the loudest voice he could manage, aimed directly at Zelos' ear.]
What are you doing in there?! Get out!
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[Staring at Kasen tbh.]
This isn't a field trip. [It was totally a field trip.] Anyway it has to be alive. Check the city park? Before we start breaking into private gardens.
[Either way no more standing around! He started walking. Just ignore how casually he surmised they'd have to get illegal. Nothing to see here.]
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[ Really, where did you think private gardens got stuff? ]
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LEVI
[Some way, some how, it's come down to this conversation. Standing outside Lisbrand's room wondering how to get in. For a plant.
It's totally for the plant. Yeah. Sure.]
((room info here so I don't have to go searching for it later laughs))
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[ The years under Sina had taught him a number of things. This solution is, of course, questionable so long as neither of them have a lockpick or equivalent on hand. Levi looks to him expectantly. He does have one, right? ]
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[He put on a thoughtful face.]
Either of you been to a noble's house yet?
[Because. If they were talking about fine gardens. He was jusssst saying. Might as well just go for the good stuff. Tyrnen you should probably take control before this gets more illegal.]
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The fact dogs start barking and so forth does not help at all in any way whatsoever. Ugh... Whatever!! Grabbing his plant, Zelos shoves it down his shirt and quickly ollies out. I mean. Scrambles back up the wall and flips over it. Except he's not landing on his feet it's more like....landing on Rory...]
Catch, Princess...!
[You've got him, right bro?]
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[Reaches up his sleeve. Pulls out a thin dagger. Hands it over!! ...It didn't even look like he had anything up there. But he's not done yet either. Going to the wall he takes down a portrait and removes the wire used to hang it up from the back. Molding this into a pick he hands it over as well before shoving the picture behind a plant.
There might be the feeling he is far too used to doing this. Anyway...]
Good? I'll keep watch.
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[He had a bad feeling about this. He really didn't want to have to charm some noble into giving them part of their plant. And he felt with these two they would make him do the talking just to watch him squirm. ]
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[Like. Seriously. Kasen da hell. AND HE ALREADY KNEW ABOUT YOU TYRNEN. Placing hands on each of their shoulders he was just going to propel them down the street towards the noble's district. Yep. He wanted to check that out anyway for his own personal reasons... And there was one with a pretty famed garden. They were minor nobles, but the Chantoise family with, what do you know, two lovely daughters of 15 and 22 respectively was pretty well respected for their green thumb. And what nobles would turn away a trio of visiting heroes?
The only question was could Tyrnen and Kasen flirt at all. ....God he hoped they could flirt.]
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[Even if he avoided it. But oh wait, they were being directed towards a house in the nobles district. No no no.]
Wait... wait, are we even dressed for the part? Don't we need to send a card first? you can't just show up on someones door unannounced that's just rude!
[Flirt? Unless standing there awkwardly feeling like you were dying inside was flirting definitely not. However if push came to shove he at least knew social graces, hoping what he was taught from his world applied.]
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What an elegant house... I wonder if they appreciate it.
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[Knowing nobles. Ignoring Tyrnen's protests!! Going up to the gate of a palatial looking house (if on a smaller scale to its neighbors...) he caught a gardener's attention and introduced the trio. Exceedingly quickly they were shown into a parlor and hosted by Drizella, the older sister who was known to be hard put to be impressed by anything outside of scholarly pursuits, and Anastasia, the younger sister who changed fads as quickly as days and was quite clearly taken with the culture of Ma Jiang at the moment.
Drizella is not impressed. Anastasia is way too impressed. Zelos is drinking the expensive wine that was laid out along with tea and cookies. Discuss.]
So... You heroes are looking for a plant? Don't you think your time would be better spent with more charitable work?
[Drizella is really not impressed. Anastasia waves her fingers coyly at Kasen and Tyrnen with a giggle. Fight hard guys.]
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[He was trying to think quickly on what might impress this woman, and politely pretend he couldn't see the other. Why, why was he always put on the spot when it came to Zelos? Kasen wasn't much help either. Though, shouldn't a man of the arts know how to charm such people easily!?]
Perhaps, if this research proves fruitful, credit might be bestowed upon those who were so gracious as to support the project....
[Mostly lies, yes, but, not exactly untrue. He was sure the alchemist was working on something, and it wasn't like he couldn't ask after the fact anything made with the plants could have this families name added to some sort of note. Maybe a "and with thanks to" sort of thing.]
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Fuck everything.
As much as he hated Zelos, he did not want him to split his head open on the pavement. He opened his arms and grabbed him in what could have been an admirable save, if he did not immediately drop him on his ass when he was low enough to the ground.]
What the fuck is wrong with you?! [It was round two for yelling at Zelos. He pointed at his shirt.] What is this, what'd you do!?
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[As if this was a date. Standing up Zelos winced. He was going to have bruises later that was certain. Hearing the door to the house open though he quickly grabbed Rory's accusing hand and started running, dragging the man down the street. Welcome to being an accomplice?!]
Questions later! Let's go!
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You stole, didn't you?! Give it back!
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[And there went Zelos crashing down to the street again as Rory suddenly halted any forward motion. This is not his day, ow.]
...You realize this is poison, right? [No? He neglected to mention that? Well he was mentioning it now, whoops.] You want me to give it back?
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Show me.
[Yes, show him the poison that he, for whatever reason, stole from a garden and tried to run off with. His grip did not falter. He was not about to let go.]
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Reachig into his shirt he pulled out the plant. It was a flower, roots in tact. At the top were several hood shaped blossoms of an icy blue with scraggly, serated leaves jutting out beneath. Beautiful and deadly. As well as a dead ringer for a
fantasy I pulled out of my assvariety of aconitum.He showed it, but he didn't offer it.]
Don't touch it. My dispel poison magic isn't so great.
[Zelos himself was wearing gloves. ...But he was always wearing gloves, so.]
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And what's more, you'll be helping create something elegant and beautiful, much like this home, and your lovely daughter.
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Well, it was not as if Zelos was lying, though, it did not mean he was not deceptive. While he personally had no interest in growing such flowers, it was not unheard of to have in a garden.]
It's a garden plant. [Obviously.] Why are you taking it?
[He pulled a gardening glove out from his pocket. Zelos was not the only one picking plants. He held his hand out expectantly.]
You're killing it. Give.
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He is, on the other hand more surprised by the allocation of some portrait hanging wire. Which is why as he turns the dagger by its hilt, shifting his eyes between it and Zelos flattening the metal between his hands, he withholds initial criticisms after all. More so than planned, it's... ]
Resourceful. [ Which could be taken as compliment if he weren't reading into it— ] You got a problem trusting your back to me?
[ —but he still takes the bit of wire and only casts one, somewhat long final glance about before lining the dagger up with the lock. Perhaps he's a bit more self-assured. ]
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Not at all. You're my cute junior ♥.
[Whatever that means. But he does sound fond. Because hideous raisins. Anyway!! Going to the end of the hall he casually flattens himself against the wall and keeps an eye out. If he were his "normal" self he wouldn't even boer, his hearing usually more than enough to tell him where anyone was within several yards in any direction. But he's "just" human in this world, so. A little extra work never hurt anyone.]
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With the dagger in, he manages to bend the wire the rest of the appropriate angle to serve as the pick. From here, he concentrates, twisting the dagger as needed. One by one, the pins are set to the tune of several gentle clicks. Quick and clean. ]
I hope you're ready for this.
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[Hmmm. Yep.]
Born ready. Let's go, all-star.
[If not stopped he'll ruffle Levi's hair and propel him into the room first. Inside things are neat. ...Almost obsessively so. Are we sure Lisbrand isn't your soul mate Levi??? But there are a few items outside of drawers here and there, precisely ordered in their locations. Hairpins that resemble mechanical animals, books of Caissa history, mechanical knick knacks and of course-- cleaning kits for weapons and armors. Lisbrand was, if nothing else, a warrior first and foremosr it seemed.]
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He'll also take the approach of a hand reaching for his head as reason for all the self-propelling necessary. Though once inside to an empty, fairly indistinct bedroom, he takes the time to glare briefly over his shoulder. One single bit of 'advice' before taking to the more important task. ]
Don't mess around. We find what we need and we get out.
[ Now where might she be keeping this herb...? The first place he looks is to the nightstand, where one is wedged... in between the pages of a book? ]
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=x5sQL7q_IOI <3!
Here. ....Now how about letting me up?
[The ground was kind of cold and even dressed in layers, well. It didn't do jack shit honestly. And this is why you wear coats during winter kids.]
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[He really is an ass. But stepping into the room he looks it over. Well, neat does mean it'll be easier to put things back how they find them. Now... It is true they're here for a plant. But more than that Zelos wants to know how deep Lisbrand is in all of this. The war, these kidnappings. Can he trust her?
The evidence of his eyes so far says yes, but the feeling of his heart is a resounding no. When you have like a 255 stat in paranoia.
Anyway while Levi oh-so-carefully searches Zelos goes to Lisbrand's writing desk and begins looking through it. Books, books, armor polish, sharpening stone, sharpening stone, another sharpening stone --he's beginning to get a bit uncomfortable about just how many sharpening stones this woman has. Plant. Nope. Nothing of interest here!]
Damn, she likes her weapons. Find anything yet? Bloody ears, handcuffs, rare herbs?
[...Well okay Zelos.]
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Apparently that's the way they manage to work together. Sorry, Lisbrand. At least, practicality suggests that Levi should be careful with her belongings. He doesn't look in places that don't seem relevant to the task, and doesn't keep his hands on any drawer filled with unrelated items for long. This method of quickly sorting through the more mundane things (like all kinds of sharpening stones) finds him success... only given some creativity.
As he digs a few herbs out from where they have seemingly fallen underneath her bed, he realizes that. ]
Just the one I was looking for. What'd I just say?
[ "Don't mess around"? That old thing? ]
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...Shit. I didn't know she was this cute.
[But you know. Totally not finding anything that says...well...anything about Lisbrand's thoughts or feelings. Hell apparently she doesn't even keep her correspondences here. Which could be strange depending on how you look at it.
But that's totally not talk for cute kohais, so instead turning and holding up a pair of silken panties for Levi's inspection!!!]
Thoughts?
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On the other, he doesn't really look appreciative for this display. You'd think even perverts had some sense of shame. ]
Leave me out of your nasty habits.
[ No, really. He'd urge him to put those away, but opts instead to searching more vigorously for any other, stray herbs because that at least allows him not to address it. This effort shifts to moving things back to where they came from when he decides he's had enough. ]
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[SURE IT IS. No really it is. I'm dying. Fucking. Psychoanalyzing Lisbrand's panties help me RP gods. Anywho PUTTING THEM AWAY. This is seeming like a bust-- he pauses. There's definitely footsteps in the hall. Sorry were you doing something Levi cause Zelos is suddenly grabbing you and shoving you in Lisbrand's closet. ....Which is. Full of weapons apparently. Plz don't cut urself bro.]
Plays every time Zelos and Rory enter a room
Do you steal poisonous plants from everyone's garden?
[Because he was on the job, he fortunately had a container and soil to repot it. However, having a closer look, he noticed something strange about this plant. There were old scars on its stems and parts of its root system were missing. These cuts did not make sense; it had nothing to do with pruning, propagating, or pollinating. Was someone harvesting it?]
The fuck?
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Levi's quick to action himself. Never mind that the only difference that makes is they're pushing and shoving at each other for a moment for the same result. Said result is an absurd transition to silence inside of Lisbrand's mini armory. Levi looks to Zelos admonishingly even though his eyes have yet to fully adjust to the darkness.
At least the couple of plucked herbs in his hand may smooth the atmosphere over. ]
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I like to know peoples' business. It seemed weird.
[And, more than that-- reaching into his shirt he pulled out a piece of paper he'd received from the guy handing out the job. There was a picture of the plant along with notes on how to properly handle it and its poisonous nature. ...And a message that if it was to be found anywhere it'd be in illegal shops.]
I saw something where it shouldn't be. Strange, don't you think?
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He looked at the picture and his eyes narrowed. That definitely was the plant in his hands. He brushed the old scars on its stem.]
It is. What's it for?
[While he had knowledge on plants, he did not have an interest in matters such as drugs and other illegal activities plants may be used for. Therefore, his information lacked in that area.]
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[Putting his hand on his hip he looked away. Hmm...]
Assassins prefer it for their blades. Makes a shallow cut even a deadly one.
[How he knew about that, well... He had some experiences nobody was ever going to be told about. ...A lot of experiences.]
Anyway, the underground isn't something a guy like you would be interested in, hm~? You should get back to the Hall of Glory or whatever it is kids do.
[...They're like three years apart jfc. For all that Zelos looks Rory's age, but he can't help that. ...Or. He could. He just chooses not to.]
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Wait. The fuck did he call him? He scowled at Zelos. He knew he was trying to agitate him, but he could not ignore the serious matter at hand. If he did, people could die.]
[He asked sarcastically:] What are you planning to do? Play vigilante?
[The easier option would be to inform the guards, but were they competent enough?]
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[Turning he headed for a side alley.]
Don't judge without all the facts, kid.
[He was an asshole........................Yep. But he did stop to look back to see what Rory would do.]
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Just show me where you're going with this.
[He followed, though he looked as if he hated every moment of it.]