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Earl of Purple

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About Earl of Purple

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  • Birthday June 5

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    Garden of Pointy Corners
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    MtG, 40k, reading, webcomics, RWBY.
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    School litterpicker

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  1. Home, Sweet Home

    "So, stay in bed for a bit longer, and then get ready to go? That sounds wonderful." Accompanied by a cheeky grin, is Natalie's response to suggested curtains, which is met eagerly. After, she'll hold Hadiza very close, admiring her girlfriend's dark skin as she relaxes on the bed. "No, because both of us in the bathroom at the same time is guaranteed to make us faster." There's a hint of playful sarcasm in Natalie's tone, as she talks about using the bath together. She squeezes tightly, just once more, before letting her girlfriend get up and leave the bed. "Cloudstone Park? That sounds interesting." She briefly admires Hadiza once more, before getting up herself and stretching as she prepares to get ready.
  2. Home, Sweet Home

    Natalie grins and squeezes back, before relenting and pulling her girlfriend in for a hug. "Of course I came, Haddy. Why wouldn't I? I mean, I had friends and a room of my own where we met, but no family. Until you, really. And your sister, and the others. But mainly you. My family's lost, dead or scattered. Losing you... Would have been doing it all over again, and I didn't want that. Don't want that." She glances at the photo album as she speaks, particularly when she dwells on her family, and makes a mental note to add some new images to it, photographs of everyone she's come to consider family now, as well as the family she had then. "So, what's the plan for today? I mean, we can't just stay in bed all day. Or, we could, but I don't want to. I want to see the rest of this place, as much as is possible. This bunker, and Ash'eh. Everything." Natalie's quite excited, willing to see all the new technology and people, and maybe see if she can find out more about any local magics that she could potentially learn.
  3. Home, Sweet Home

    Natalie's wearing a simple white nightgown, hanging nearly to her knees, as she sits on the bed. "Good morning, Hadiza. Very comfortable bed. Did you sleep well?" She stretches, smiling at her girlfriend and pushing herself up to rest against the wall. Natalie's belongings are pretty sparse; she left her original homeworld in a hurry, and only packed the important things, and when she moved here she had few irreplaceable belongings that couldn't be easily transported. There's a stack of ten books, but only four mean anything to Natalie- her diary; the book on sleight of hand that started her fascination with the magical arts; her first, basic spell book, a beginner's tome on conjuration and summoning magic; and most importantly a slightly singed photograph album containing family photographs of her long dead mother, more recently deceased father and the brother she hasn't seen in years, rescued from the ruins of her family home. The others are a mix of fiction novels, guide books and bestiaries on interesting animals, arranged with no rhyme nor reason to their order. Besides that pile, and the clothes filling her half of the wardrobe, she owns a battered red rucksack resting on the floor by her bed and a small display case of her most unusual minerals and fossils. Other small knickknacks, gifts and trinkets are likely to be added as she gets herself more comfortable with the room and more used to her room mate.
  4. Sato Siblings - A New Day

    Fumiko frowns in her sleep, groans slightly and grudgingly opens her eyes. "Euuurh... It's not morning yet, is it?" Her voice is thick with sleep, and her piercing gold eyes are a little cloudy with sleep. It's about an hour before she usually gets up to go to school, and she stayed up quite late the night previously with Zara, and before he slept, her brother Akira. She did sleep far better than she was expecting, given her bedding consists of a mattress upon the floor, two blankets and a pillow. She's got silver skin, a hooked nose and dark black hair. She's wearing a white nightie, though only the shoulder-straps are visible at the moment as Fumiko does not wish to get out of her rather impromptu bed and face the day.
  5. Infiltration (OOC)

    I'm on holiday from the seventh until the twelfth of September, so I won't be able to post, if everything's OK with Robbie before then.
  6. Infiltration (OOC)

    I've posted, and a while ago. Is everyone else still here? I'm on holiday soon, and won't have a computer available.
  7. Sato Siblings - Day 0

    "I see, yes. I'll be sure to tell her." That sounds as though it's OK, and Fumiko thinks Yvilda would accept that. That's a good offer, and Fumiko will certainly try to put it forward so Yvilda accepts, if she's willing to try. When Kimiko changes the subject, Fumiko blushes and looks away. "I'm fourteen, Kimmy. I'm... I'm not ready to think about that, yet. Not really." The evasive answer is mumbled a little, and Fumiko looks very embarrassed. Despite not feeling ready to think about it, she has a little.
  8. Infiltration (Slaver's Enclave)

    "It's fine. I can hide here. My magic's back, and I don't need light to see any more. I didn't even know that was magic, It was just... The way my eyes work." As Kitty speaks, shadows drift and stretch around her, offering partial concealment. "I'll stay here, don't worry. I don't know how to use that gun, though." "I don't know what connections he has. He's just a fat, drunken old man. I think he might have been a guard when he was younger, though. That'd mean he knows a lot of slavers and high-profile masters, but I'm not a hundred per cent." Now she's free, Kitty is standing a little straighter and seems more confident, though the shifting shadows around her make it hard to see this, the confidence is clear in her voice.
  9. Sato Siblings - Day 0

    Fumiko does get a little exasperated, but at the unrestrained mirth she finds herself smiling, and then chuckling along. "I'll have to pass that bit of knowledge on to Xoe. She told me that." But Xoe isn't necessarily reliable, as Fumiko has just discovered. Fumiko does wonder if she'll get to meet this Jinkei, whom both her sister and said sister's girlfriend hold in such high regard. "So politeness is to make others see you in a better light, and give you a good reputation. I see." Except you can have a reputation not related to your civility. "I think you're doing quite well, Sarah." Fumiko's honest about it, too- she hasn't seen much, but what she's seen is polite. "I'll let her know. I don't think she needs the help, though. Except perhaps in convincing her dad to let her ask again next year. She will ask three more times, but knowing what to expect might help her. If it's allowed. If there's even a hint that knowing might disqualify her, she would rather not know." Her father knows it's what she wants, and knows it's tradition, but he still hates the thought of her getting hurt. Possibly especially if she walks in and knows what to expect afterwards.
  10. Infiltration (Slaver's Enclave)

    Kitty grins as the temporary rock formation bursts her collar and the magic native to her eyes returns, letting her make out far more details in the dark than before. "Thank you," she says, before the newcomers start to barge in and it all goes to pot. After Sasha's stopped, she taps into her own magic, the shadows reaching out and congealing around her and Alex, to make her harder to see- especially with her dark skin; even the white crest of hair that cascades down her back seems to disappear. When Sasha chooses life and blasts the room with light, Kitty screamed as her protective shadows are banished, and then she's being pushed through a portal to... Somewhere else. Kitty lies there for a few moments, blinking back purple after-images, and one hand snakes down to rests on the curved dagger tattooed in white upon her thigh. She doesn't yet activate the magic, however, and the image inked upon her skin remains just that.
  11. Infiltration (Slaver's Enclave)

    If Sasha's close enough, Kitty will reach up and try to grab her. "Quick, get my collar off. I can help." Whilst she's doing that, however, she adjusts her weight slightly to pin Alex to the bed, preventing him from getting involved. Though that also means Kitty can't do much, unless she finds a way to restrain him without using her body weight. She flinches with the gunshot; most guns used by the thieves, burglars and assassins she used to associate with before her current captivity were small calibre pistols, often fitted with silencers to prevent detection. Father's yell makes her realise that perhaps that shotgun isn't the only one in the room, and she glances around, trying to spot wherever it may be hidden so she can grab it. Not that she's ever used a gun, or even held one. Burglars aren't supposed to be seen, and Kitty's always placed her faith in her own abilities and the dagger tattoo upon her hip.
  12. Sato Siblings - Day 0

    "Don't be polite if it's dishonest, right. Though, I've heard that the current rules of etiquette were originally designed to make it clear when somebody was being deliberately insulting, and when they weren't. Because if they were deliberately insulting, they were trying to goad you into a duel. They couldn't honourably challenge if they had no cause, so instead they used insult and civility. If they weren't being deliberately insulting, and just couldn't get it right- because they were foreign, say, or whatever- then a duel could still be fought. It just wouldn't be seen as particularly honourable." But I may have just pulled that explanation from my ear, and it could be completely inaccurate and totally wrong. It makes a nice story, however. "Ah, I see. Yvilda still has her dad. But not her mother. Her mother died seven years ago, complications from Yvilda's baby sister. Her dad's a good man. He's hired an older orc widow to teach Yvilda and her sister about orc customs and traditions. Yvilda's really into it, she's asked twice to become a priestess." Traditionally, an orc is refused the priesthood four times, and after the first, they are punished for thinking themselves worthy of the priesthood. The determination to ask five times, knowing the punishments are more extreme each time, is what makes them worthy.
  13. Infiltration (Slaver's Enclave)

    "Yes, I'd like out. I can help out. I was a burglar. I'm sneaky and quiet and helpful." Till she tried stealing a slaver's chest of gold. It was warded to prevent theft, and so she was captured. There's not much fear from Kitty of Pearl- distrust, certainly, and suspicion, but Kitty doesn't fear the other slave. She's definitely scared of the father. "She can drink it all as far as I care. I don't like wine. Cheese though, bring me cheese. I have to cook here, and I can't. Not good at cooking at all. Food's terrible. Just bring me cheese, especially if it's blue cheese." Kitty examines the portal-opening, and realising that the collar Sasha's wearing has been deactivated. "How did you do that? Can you turn mine off, too?" She'd be happier with her dagger accessible.
  14. Infiltration (OOC)

    I'm still here and alive. I will post tomorrow, if nobody else has by then. I wanted to give people posting time if they wanted to respond to the interaction between Kitty and Red. For example, if Alex in the bed with Kitty were to awaken.
  15. Infiltration (Slaver's Enclave)

    Just before she's shaken, Kitty opens her eyes fully. "Hello. How'd you find me? Why? What do you want?" Kitty keeps her voice low, and doesn't move to avoid waking the boy with whom she's sharing her bed. She's unashamed of her partial nudity, figuring if Red can see her body, she already has an advantage. The thought that Red and the others here are present for some nefarious purpose enters her mind, and she wishes she still had her dagger. Or rather, that she still had access to the magic enabling her to manifest the weapon from her tattoo. At least their identity answers the question as to if they were thieves or assassins. They aren't, they're slaves. Or they've been ordered into theft or murder and are intended to be discovered. That thought makes Kitty nervous; if they're bait, what's the trap? They had been engaged in amorous activities, though Kitty's more experienced than the boy, and is using that experience to keep the risk of her pregnancy low, and trying to keep that knowledge from the father. This close, it should also be clear the boy isn't wearing any form of collar.
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