Return of the Emblem Chapter Three: The Show
Posted 14 May 2011 - 09:51 PM
Posted 14 May 2011 - 11:25 PM
"Well" the fighter began, "I'll just be at the wagon if either of you two needs me." With a nod to both of them he was going over to the wagon until Chelsea spoke and fell to the ground making Nanahm go right back to her, catching her mid-fall. "Really, woman? Gaaah..." He could tell this was going to be an ongoing problem with her. With all the care he could muster, he picked her up easily, carrying her to the wagon and propping her up inside it. He waited there with her out of boredom and an honest to Raguni fear for the girl.
Seeing everyone else go off to gather their own things, Synthia quickly got her things as well and made it back to the wagon, taking a seat in the front again. Not really wanting to be bothered (Who does...?) at the moment, she pulled out her book and continued reading it until Raquel was gonna head off.
Edited by SlaveBlade, 15 May 2011 - 12:42 AM.
Posted 15 May 2011 - 12:36 AM
"Oh, Connor, you can just put your things in with the merchandise for now I guess." Raquel said, answering the question for Gytha. Amon climbed up onto the roof having everything he needed already on him, and crossed his legs waiting for them to be off. Once Connor and the others were all aboard, she got the horses moving but Amon quickly spoke up.
"H-hey, wait! Aren't we missing ... Gabbie?" he asked raising his arms as if trying to stop the wagon.
"... ahh right, I forgot." Raquel said bringing the wagon to a short stop before leaning back in her seat. "Guess we're still waiting."
Suddenly from the roof of the mansion, a wyvern appeared, and came swooping down near the wagon. On the wyvern's back with no saddle but rather a strange harness, was Gabbie. She had a bag on her back and the iron lance Connor had transmuted for her in hand. Once she landed she hopped off and strolled over to the wagon looking at Raquel. "So, which way ya headed?"
"Are you just going to follow along?" she asked, a bit confused by the question.
"Ehhhnot yet. I've got one other thing to take care of before I commit to this unusual form of punishment." she said prompting an unamused look from Raquel. "I'll catch up with you guys soon enough but I can't do that if I don't know what road you're takin', now can I?"
"Oh ... well we're heading straight for Ursentius so just follow the main road I guess." she said wondering if Gabbie was about to take off like an arrow once she finished the statement. The woman did seem to be in a slight hurry.
"Ah, thanks, Pinky. Appreciate it." she replied prompting a small glare this time before she rushed over and mounted her wyvern. They were in the sky and gone in just a couple of moments leaving Raquel to sigh in the driver's seat.
"... I'll admit it ... I don't like her. She keeps calling me 'Pinky', forget the fact that she's so protesty. Urgh, she better be good in a fight or I don't know how long I'll be able to put up with her." she said to no one in particular before getting the wagon rolling again.
After stopping by the university and letting those who hadn't yet gotten their things do so, they were off and headed down the main western road leading out of the city. Unsurprisingly, there was a lot of fuss getting out, with traffic and wagons backed up much the same way as they had been coming in. The lines went both ways and it was a good two hours before they were far enough away from the city gates for their travel pace to pick up to normal. It would be awhile still before the roads were completely clear, even though there weren't but a few occasional wagons and carts here and there.
Posted 15 May 2011 - 01:33 AM
As soon as he recovered from his first ever shock, he went to Nanahm and asked,"Does she normally just collapse unconcious from time to time?"
Posted 15 May 2011 - 03:26 AM
Connor gave Raquel a nod of thanks as he loaded his things into the wagon. He then began to look around at the merchandise. This is a lot of stuff...must be an arms and armor dealer. Uncle was right, there's a lot to work with here. Probably shouldn't do any upgrading without permission from Raquel though he thought to himself, grabbing one of the swords and examining it.
Posted 15 May 2011 - 03:32 AM
Eventually, they got out of town. As they were riding, Gytha noticed how quiet it was. That was when she realized something: she may be away from the sea, but she really was on a voyage of sorts, just on land. There hadn't been any work to be done, really, aboard the wagon, so it hadn't seemed so similar. Attacks were more frequent than out at sea, too. Seems like at sea the ocean is both yer friend and yer enemy while the land is asleep and the people on it are more frequent and hostile she observed. All the same, there wasn't much -- if any -- chat going on amongst the wagon's crew. That just wasn't right.
"Hey, Amon. Is it normal for land crews t' be so quiet? Seems t'me that'll hardly bring about comrodory," she mentioned to one of the closer friends she'd made thus far.
Posted 15 May 2011 - 04:25 AM
Amon had been looking around at his surroundings and was pretty bored with them. Nothing like the wide open space, dirt road that went on forever and birds flying around to make you long for the hustle and bustle of the city. As if bored herself, Gytha struck up a conversation starting with an honest question, though like always, it had Amon more focused on her wording than the question itself. "Uh, land crews?" He shook that one out of his head quickly and got to the question itself. "Well, I'm not entirely sure on this, but for some reason, a dull environment like this one doesn't do much for conversation ... in fact it kind of makes me want to just go to sleep until we're through it. It's probably not that way with everyone though. I think the group here just doesn't know each other well enough to feel comfortable talking in front of everyone ... maybe ... okay I really don't know, I'm just guessing here. Are things different at sea?" he asked in return.
Meanwhile Chip had been hiding in his usual spot in the back of the wagon. When he realized Connor was riding back there with some of the others, he quickly looked the boy over from the shadows making a mental note of him. If he ever got a new gun, he would need to remember not to shoot him. Of course during the trip, Chip had some other concerns as the boy picked up one of the swords. Ally or no, he hadn't shown any coin and that just wouldn't do. He didn't have a gun to threaten him with though, and trying to pick up anything else was silly, even to the little monkey. With no other options, he reverted to more archaic methods of intimidation and climbed up Connor's back and began pounding on the top of his head while shrieking dominantly. Of course his little fists couldn't do much.
Posted 15 May 2011 - 04:42 AM
Sighing, she continued, "At sea, yer expected t' help take care o' the ship. Each crewmember has jobs assigned t' 'em. All depends on the condition of the ship and where in the sea we are. Mostly pumpin' and haulin' out at sea, but the crew's sociable and there's always somethin' t' do. A lot o' the crew get bored all the same, but nothin' like this, where all we can do is sit around and wait..."
Posted 15 May 2011 - 07:56 AM
"Wait a moment....we left already?"- she asked Nanahm.
Posted 15 May 2011 - 05:18 PM
"Hmm." he uttered thinking about what she'd explained to him about life at sea. "I guess this is kind of like being in one of those really small boats ... what are they called? Dinghies? There's not really a lot of room to move around or do much of anything. There's no work to be done either." he said, suddenly wondering how living like this hadn't driven Raquel insane by now. "Heheh, I would sometimes hum or just sing to myself if I got really bored, but not with this many people around. Too embarrassing." he said blushing.
Posted 15 May 2011 - 06:17 PM
Connor had just finished examining the sword when he felt something leap up onto him. He caught a glimpse of it as it landed on his head and began pounding on it.
"Ahh! There's a monkey on my head!" Connor yelled, trying to shake Chip off.
Veronika was in a rather good mood, given that they were moving away from a large Ursian military force."Sounds like you two are almost eager for a fight," Veronika remarked to Gytha and Amon from atop the wagon. "I'm glad for the quiet personally, better than people trying to kill us. When I'm bored, I usually just imagine that I'm somewhere else," she said. Like home, with Pavel...I need to become stronger to reach you Pavel, I know that now.
Posted 15 May 2011 - 11:36 PM
Edited by Snowy_One, 15 May 2011 - 11:36 PM.
Posted 16 May 2011 - 12:20 AM
"Mmm, well I'm never really eager for a fight, but being away from places with buildings is really boring. I thought the trip through Kigen was disappointing at times. Well it was, but this is really bringing me back." Amon said sighing. There were some exciting times too now that I think about it. Kigen was an interesting place, and I wasn't the only one hopping around on rooftops without permission heheh. he thought, suddenly smiling in front of the two.
He kept on keeping on; pounding and shrieking. The noise was starting to get Raquel's attention though.
Posted 16 May 2011 - 01:14 AM
Gytha was so excited that she began singing immediately. She wasn't a bad singer -- of course she wasn't the best singer either, but she wasn't to the point of one who should never sing -- but she did have a big voice and it still carried her accent. The melody was almost melancholy, as a worker singing about the woes of the sameness of the day-in and day-out work one must endure. And yet it's rhythem was easy to pick out and had a sort of driving force behind it. One might even call it a musical trudge. "We'll ro~ll the old...charriot along, we'll ro~ll the old...charriot along, we'll ro~ll the old...charriot along, and we'll all hang on behind...~"
Once the chorus was complete, Gytha went into the part that was free for improvization so long as it matched the rhythem and beats required by the song, as she'd previously explained. This one held more stacatto notes rather than the held-out ones from the chorus. "Oh a drop of Amon's blood wouldn't do us any harm. A drop of Amon's blood wouldn't do us any harm and we'll all hang on behind.~" She returned to the chorus again. "We'll ro~ll the old...charriot along, we'll ro~ll the old...charriot along, we'll ro~ll the old...charriot along and we'll all hang on behind...~"
Then she switched to more traditional lyrics for the next segment. "Oh a plate of Kigen stew wouldn't do us any harm. A plate of Kigen stew wouldn't do us any harm. A plate of Kigen stew wouldn't do us any harm and we'll all hang on behind...~" Then the chorus again. "We'll ro~ll the old...charriot along, we'll ro~ll the old...charriot along, we'll ro~ll the old...charriot along and we'll all hang on behind...~"
At this point, Gytha allowed for someone else to pick up the song. She'd sing along durring the chorus, but the improvision was best left to whoever was singing.
Posted 16 May 2011 - 07:01 AM
Edited by SlaveBlade, 16 May 2011 - 07:09 AM.
Posted 16 May 2011 - 08:08 AM
Upon recognising the voice, Ranyin cringed and let his eyes wander to the direction the sound was coming from. There was no mistaking it. Only one being in the group would fill him with such dread. Even worse, it was singing. The idea of something so terrifying singing with glee caused Ranyin to recall an old folktale of a yokai who dwelt within the dark swamps and sang strange songs to lure victims over then reveal their monstrous forms just before devouring their victims whole. Feeling the chill creeping up to him, Ranyin carefully turned around to head back to Nanahm and Chelsea, hoping Gytha or Amon did not notice him nearly appraoch them.
Posted 16 May 2011 - 03:32 PM
Amon flinched a bit at the first verse, not sure what Gytha meant when mentioning his blood. Frankly he felt he'd lost enough of it the previous night and hoped to his goddess that she was just singing that in a completely joking manner. The second verse seemed more friendly though and guided Amon into the rhythm and rhyme of the song proper. He figured why not?, he would try a shot at the next verse, thinking of something that certainly wouldn't do him any harm.
"Ohh-a nice high scenic view wouldn't do us any harm. A nice high scenic view wouldn't do us any harm. A nice high scenic view wouldn't do us any harm, and we'll all hang on behiiiiind." These lyrics don't make any sense but I guess that's not the point. Amon thought to himself while cheerfully singing the course with Gytha again.
The heck are they doing? Raquel thought while driving. Of course it was a catchy tune and she realized she had actually been humming along with it for awhile now, about the same time Gytha began the Kigen stew verse. She was bored too she realized so quietly joined in with the next course.
"We'll ro~ll the old, charriot along, we'll ro~ll the old, charriot along, we'll ro~ll the old, charriot along and we'll all hang on behind ...~"
Ship On The Border
Posted 16 May 2011 - 04:16 PM
"Uh, not being stabbed won't do us any harm. Not being stabbed won't do us any harm. Not being stabbed won't do us any harm, and we'll all hang on behind?" she sang, significantly more quietly than Gytha.
Connor was still trying to get the monkey off his head and began rolling around the arms and armor. An iron helmet fell onto Connor's head, both blinding him and trapping the monkey within. Connor flailed rather helplessly, trying to get the helmet off.
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