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A naive Black Jeweled witch has destroyed the Territory Court. From its ashes a new court is being constructed, one run by a manipulative killer. As the blood runs in the streets of Goth from open gang warfare, the Steward of Little Terreille begins a gambit to rebuild the Territory from the ground up and challenge the Star of Kaeleer.
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Author Topic: once upon an .edition.  (Read 535 times)

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Offline Damian Reis

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once upon an .edition.
« on: Jan 25, 19, 12:17:25 AM »
"Mother Night."

Damian repeated under his breath a few times. He was standing behind the counter of his family’s bookstore, his eyes closed as if that would help against the wave of pain. He should have been more careful, should have been paying attention to where he was going before he had stumbled into the counter. He gritted his teeth and wondered, for the hundredth time, if Ezra had meant to nail his leg with the cane when he had fallen this morning. He knew that was the main source to his aching leg. Though he shouldn't have ran into the counter however it was hard not to blame Ezra somehow. Damian did hope Ezra hadn't meant to hurt him but he wouldn't put it past his father. They had such a poor relationship spanning decades. After the hit from the cane, Damian had gritted his teeth and kept helping his father get around until another family showed up to relieve him around lunchtime. His father’s family seemed to be more willing to help since Damian started helping at the bookstore. He assumed it was his grandfather’s influence but there was a strong sense of abandonment that still lingered. Bitterness over the whole thing. Why hadn’t they been willing to help before? Why had he needed to give up his life to help his parents who seemed to care little for him? He knew he had returned based on his personal feeling of responsibility if nothing else. He had felt no one else was willing to step up and help.

He pinched the bridge of his nose as his thoughts spiraled out of control. He inhaled deeply, held it for a few moments and slowly let it out. He pushed those somewhat depressing thoughts away and decided he should do something around the store. He didn’t have any customers to assist at the moment which would have been a nice distraction. He knew he would have a number of elderly witches over in the evening for one of their book clubs. He wasn’t 100% what which on in those meetings beyond they happened in a back room. He, along with one or two of the other escorts, would keep an eye on the place, freeing up the others. He had noticed over the last few months that the escorts rotated out who stayed and who didn’t. His fingers itched to make a list but so far he had decided against it. The list would serve no purpose beyond his own curiosity to see if there was a pattern to their habits.

He reached for the card his uncle had left him with directions for the day. It was most likely the standard stuff; wipe everything down, make a list of the purchased books, a list of books to order, and so on. Damian didn’t mind those tasks, he liked organizing and writing lists. He glanced over the card and vanished it. His uncle thought Damian should focus on reorganizing the mystery section and consider adding the thrillers to the mystery section. That thought had Damian curling his lip in disgust. Clearly, his aging uncle didn’t know what he was suggesting. Mystery and Thrillers were two separate genres of books.

Damian muttered to himself and flexed his leg to make sure it was still useable. He was worried a cramp might have formed but it seemed alright. He was sure it was a deep bruise. He knew it wasn’t a broken bone or fracture from his limited healing craft. He grumbled as he hobbled over to the mystery section. He stared at it a moment before he began to reorganize the section, grumbling about people who liked to organize books by color. He swore someone purposely did that to annoy him.

Time passed, he wasn’t sure how much as he became engrossed with his task. He was aware enough to hear the bell chime sometime later, as someone entered the shop. He set the book he was holding on the shelf and started to turn towards the door. He paused and swayed just a little at the wave of pain. Right, his leg was still hurting and it hadn't helped he had been standing for a bit. So the prince braced a hand against the closest shelf and tried to grin and bear it.

“Welcome to The Abridged Catalogue,” he greeted and took a measured step so he could see around the corner to who was here. He was expecting an aunt or cousin but it wasn’t. Shock showed briefly on his face before he replaced it with a smile. “Lucy? Avery?” The smile grew a little, “you two are far from home.”

Offline Lucy Benton

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Re: once upon an .edition.
« Reply #1 on: Jan 31, 19, 09:11:56 PM »
Lucy generally only took brief trips away from the court. Everyone needed breaks sometimes, and although she worried about everyone while she was gone, she knew that she had to take time for herself, too. She told that to everyone she treated, so it was only fair that she followed her own advice, even if she did not want to. She was looking forward to spending some time with her family, though, like going to a specific bookstore with her brother, Avery.

It was not often that Lucy’s brother was her escort. Part of that was because he let her get away with too much, and he was less practiced at knowing when and how to override a Healer’s desire to keep treating a patient. He always wanted to stop her, his instincts told him to, but there seemed to be a disconnect on actually acting on said instincts. Today she was not intending to Heal anyone, although she would not hesitate to do so if they found someone who was injured. Avery would just have to put on his stern face.

As they walked into her favorite book store (not that she was at all biased towards the man who ran the shop), Lucy thought maybe they had just found one such patient. Her eyes scanned Damian’s form as he leaned around the corner to greet them, and she took in both how nice he looked as well as that he seemed to be injured, or at least in pain.

“Hi Damian,” Lucy greeted him in a distracted tone and with a frown, both of which were unusual for her. Normally she would have spun some story about happening to be on the street that they both knew was a joke, but she suddenly was not in the mood for joking. “What’s wrong?” Her eyes were on the hand he had braced on the bookshelf, although she thought that the injury was located elsewhere. She was still frowning when she met his eyes.

Offline Damian Reis

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Re: once upon an .edition.
« Reply #2 on: Feb 17, 19, 12:49:35 AM »
Damian always liked his visits from Lucy. Though sometimes when she left he could grow a little moody. He normally chalked it up to missing his old life, the life he had enjoyed that Lucy had been a part of it. He knew, deep down, it was always because the crush he had on Lucy hadn’t really gone away in the years he had known her. The prince just wasn’t sure how to change their friendship into something more. Now that he was stuck here, he was less willing to consider the idea. He wouldn’t want to trap her here. He had always felt this town was a mire as it was. Why drag anyone else down? Nevertheless, he couldn’t help but think about her in that life once and a while when she was here. He briefly met Avery’s eyes, thankful he was a Prince and not a prickly warlord prince like the one she normally bought. Damian trod carefully around any warlord prince but he wasn’t sure how to deal with one that flirted with him. At least Avery was sensible or could be reasoned with if something went afoul.

He inwardly groaned as he watched Lucy stepped towards him in her healer mode. He had really hoped Lucy wouldn’t notice. She was a good healer and knew him well enough to notice if he wasn’t feeling up to par. He sighed, “Lucy, it’s just a bruise. At least I am pretty sure that is all it is.” He stepped around the corner a bit more, trying not to show what was hurting which was easier said than done. His nose flared a little, “you are not here to check on a bruise. I’m sure you rather look at a new book.” He was trying to dissuade her but he wasn’t sure she could be.

Offline Lucy Benton

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Re: once upon an .edition.
« Reply #3 on: Mar 20, 19, 10:03:28 PM »
Just a bruise. Lucy’s frown turned to a blank look as she tried to decide if Damian was seriously trying to tell her that he was reacting like he was to something that was ‘just a bruise.’ Then her eyes narrowed as he tried to distract her. Honestly, she thought they knew each other better than this.

In that same vein, she supposed she should know better than to think he would make this easy on her. It seemed like most of the males and even the non-Healer females in her life tended to try to hide injuries because that would somehow make them... go away faster? Heal better? Make everything easier? Lucy didn’t get it, but she could at least heal herself a lot of the time. She wondered sometimes if it was just an effort to keep her from tiring herself, but most ailments wouldn’t even put a dent in her power reservoir, even at the Summer-Sky. Even if there was nothing serious, she could at least give him something for the pain he was obviously in so that he could move around better.

“Really,” she said, and Avery coughed. Lucy could tell he was covering up a laugh and she shot him a look that said ‘can you believe this guy?’ Avery coughed again, having to cover his mouth this time to hide a smile. At least someone in this room other than her knew how this was going to go. “A book does sound lovely,” Lucy said. “And I would be delighted to look at them, but not until you drop your pants.”

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Re: once upon an .edition.
« Reply #4 on: Jul 01, 19, 01:25:31 AM »
Lucy's blank look clued Damian in that he was not going to be able to dissuade her. He had hoped but again he knew she cared too much. He also knew from being the son of a healer, they were all rather hard headed. He had hoped Lucy would realize he didn’t want it dealt with. However, he couldn’t find a way to say that without saying too much about the shit he dealt with at home. He didn’t want to drag Lucy into that or have her judge him because he hadn’t done anything about it. Guilt and shame were an interesting mix for Damian that he wished he knew had to deal with.

He couldn’t glare at Lucy for her tone, so he glared Avery for his cough-covered laugh. It was a hard look before he turned his attention back to Lucy. His eyes widened at her words. He choked before he was able to find his voice. “Lou-Lou,” he began, using the nickname he had given her when they were teenagers. “First off I am so  glad your normal escort wasn’t here to hear that. He would have had a ball with that,” there was a soft growl of displeasure to his voice. “Secondly, I’m at work. I can’t just drop my pants for you,” he wasn’t able to keep the slight blush from rising on cheeks. He studied her for a moment longer before his shoulders sagged.

“You are not going to let this go, I don’t even know why I’m fighting,” he raised a hand to his face and pinched the bridge of his nose for a moment. “Give me a moment to close the shop up.” He waited a moment for her approval. He had half a mind to ask Avery to help but he decided he didn’t want anyone doing his job. Not to mention he was stubborn. He used a little more Craft to strengthen his leg as he moved to the front of the shop. He flipped the sign to ‘CLOSED’ on the door and activated the shield spells his family used to keep for the shop’s security. Damian wasn’t even sure whose jewels were all involved in that spell. He just knew it was old, it felt old to him anyways. He slowed moved back to Lucy and Avery. He resumed his position at the corner. He held Lucy’s gaze for a moment before he did as she asked. He undid the button on his pants and dropped them.

He cocked an eyebrow, “happy?”

Offline Lucy Benton

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Re: once upon an .edition.
« Reply #5 on: Aug 05, 19, 02:55:13 PM »
Lucy's eyes narrowed at the hated childhood nickname. It had sometimes morphed into 'Loopy Lucy,' although Damian never took it that far. Avery on the other hand... she cut a look at him, but he was pretending to be interested in a book on a nearby display. Mhm. Lucy gave him a mental nudge and saw his shoulders shake with suppressed laughter. Lucy was never sure why loopy became the word of choice. By all accounts, she was more feisty. Not that it mattered to her brothers and cousins.

While Damian was glad that Nate was not here, Lucy rather wished that he was, and she could not wait to tell him about this encounter later. Crossing her arms, Lucy stared Damian down, waiting for him to give in, which she was sure he would eventually. When he finally did, she had to fight the wide grin that threatened to appear at his phrasing. Oh, Nate was definitely going to hear about this. Preferably not with Hrodi within earshot at the time. Lucy liked having Damian in one piece, which was part of why she was being so stubborn about this.

As Damian walked over to flip the sign, Lucy closely watched how he walked, looking for other signs of injury. She guessed that there was probably not a small fracture or he would be in a lot more pain walking on it. When he returned, she raised her eyebrows at him. It was not util his pants hit the floor that she believed he was really going to do what she told him to do, and she was briefly speechless. At most, she had expected him to lower his pants enough to revel the injury.

"Very happy," Lucy managed as her eyes roamed. Then she flipped into Healer mode and moved forward so that she could look at the bruise in question. She was momentarily tempted to kneel in front of him, and if it was not Avery with her, she probably would have, but she knew that she had already pushed the limits of flirting with her around. Gently, Lucy prodded at the area around the bruise and then reached a little deeper with Craft, searching for signs of a worse injury.

"How did this happen?" Lucy asked while she worked.

Offline Damian Reis

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Re: once upon an .edition.
« Reply #6 on: Oct 31, 19, 12:23:16 AM »
He managed not to look sheepish or awkward, even though it was how he felt. He hadn’t really thought the action of dropping his pants though. That was abnormal behavior for the Prince but Lucy had always been his weakness. Well...he wasn’t sure she was a weakness. She just caused a different reaction for the man. He didn’t mind, he just didn’t know what to do about it. He studied Lucy’s face and managed not to smirk at her look of surprise. He knew it wouldn’t last long, Lucy was a good healer and would be professional quickly enough. He looked away when he saw the healer come out to meet Avery’s eyes.

He narrowed his eyes at the other man and dared him to say something. After a moment, sure Avery wouldn’t say anything stupid, he shifted his eyes back to Lucy. He sighed when she asked the inevitable question. He really didn’t want to talk about how it happened but he knew it would be able to shake Lucy.

Stubborn Healers.

“I was helping my father his morning. His cane got in the way when I was trying to help him up,” he shrugged. “I misjudged where my leg up and didn’t want him falling.” He winced a little when she felt around the bruise. He had to work not to tense up with the pain. He didn’t feel his explanation was the full truth but it was pretty close to the truth. He was worried Lucy would go hunt his father down. He wasn’t entirely sure what Ezra might say. He also wanted to keep Lucy away from his father in general. Even if nothing had happened this morning.