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Author Topic: Far Too Calm  (Read 197 times)

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Offline Ravi Yachak

  • Character Account
    • landen
    • male
    • Role

      Seat of Vishal

    • Faction

      The Rebellion

    • Territory

      Nharkava

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    • OOC

      Sol

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Far Too Calm
« on: Apr 10, 18, 12:48:08 PM »
Ravi has been the Seat of Vishal for some time, and the good thing about the way The Rebellion was organized was that they could continue to operate almost independently of each other.  This was a bit less true of Ravi and his people, as it was his job to keep everyone else supplied.  They stole, they smuggled, and they skimmed from local and sympathetic farms, when they could not do the farming themselves.  Creative bookkeeping was often the best way to get what he needed, other than an outright theft.  He was often led to such capers by means of his network in the cities, usually beggars or Landen that had the sort of jobs that made them invisible.  Ravi himself would often take a corner for himself, begging for alms, or occasionally playing raggedy music in the hope that someone tossed a coin into his hat.  All the while, he listened and watched and learned.

Lately, however, he was beginning to have reason for concern.  He had a surprlus of items, not a huge amount, but any mount of disconcerting.  It meant the demand on what he had to offer had diminished somewhat for The Rebellion, and he was hearing reports of activity out of some private estate in th countryside.  Ravi was already investigating the former, understanding that the different divisions of the Rebellion were being quiet, but he meant to find out why.  Any gathering of the leadership was risky, any time they were all in one place was something of a fool's game, but sometimes it was entirely necessary.  Instead, he would seek out the leader of the other invisible members of sociaty, the woman that took care of the children.

Ravi told himself that was a perfectly reasonable notion to have.  Children heard things, were everywhere, and as overlooked as a beggar.  Puja could be anywhere she wanted to be, as gifted a thief as she was.  She was also preparing to sell her Virgin Night, or maybe she already had, not that it was any of his business.  He was not seeking her out because he was concerned about her, he was concerned about the Rebellion as a whole, and maybe she knew a thing or three about that estate.  It sounded like a place that would not miss a few bags of grain, or a few slabs of beef, or maybe it could be a place for them to plant a few canary eggs of their own.  Estates needed hands to work the land sometimes, and why not place their own people close by to learn if they had a new friend or a new enemy.

He left word at one of her drop locations, and then Ravi made his way to the meeting point.  It was an unusual rendezvous for him, an option rarely selected.  He was not the Beggar King now, but a Landen Merchant with enough money to get a reservation for two.  Puja would know what to do, once she realized where they were meeting.  It was, in his opinon, the last place anyone would look for either of them.

Offline Puja Khatri

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    • blood
    • female
    • Role

      Seat of Maninder

    • Faction

      Council of Eight

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      Nharkava

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      [Link]

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      Starling

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      33

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Re: Far Too Calm
« Reply #1 on: Nov 29, 18, 06:49:15 PM »
Knowing better than to depart from her meeting with the Dhemlanese man and run straight to where she could find Ravi, Puja took her time. For one, she left the city. She didn't like the idea that Mr. Zamora had successfully found her, even if for a brief moment in time. It meant she'd been getting comfortable during a time when complacent was the last thing that she needed to be. It might have been easier to hide in the city, but it was equally more difficult to spot enemies. In the wilds, if you encountered it more than once, it was an enemy and probably already too late to avoid a conflict.

Anik was granted a tenth of the prize money that Gregorio had provided. A third of the remainder went to the few establishments that helped feed the children when marks were scarce. Better than letting kids squander their newfound fortune, they would simply find their bellies full for a few days, enough to give them a head start on finding next week's meals. She'd pocketed the rest, but it wasn't for her except for a nick here and there. Now that the Rebellion was scattered, Puja's kids were everywhere, and her job was less simple than it had been before.

She and the gang left their travel packs behind, trusting that in the absence of resources, they could buy their way at least. Most of the usual crew had chose to come with her, probably sensing that Puja would go find Ravi. She'd not told them; she played her cards too close to her chest, but she hadn't tried to lie, either. Ravi was a source of infinite laughs, booze, and lucrative schemes. Everyone wanted their cut of all of the above.

A few days later, they were back in the city, simply somewhere other than where they had been before. Most places were similar enough that sometimes she wouldn't realize until midday that she wasn't where she'd thought she was. Only a few had terrain, features, or points of interest that set them apart from the rest. Anik was the first to point out that Ravi had marked his territory indicating that he was looking for her. All the better. Having something for each other would make the meeting all the more productive and it sounded like the group might have something to look forward to.

Unless he wanted her to rob the joint, Ravi wanted to treat her to a meal at a rather fine establishment. Puja pretended to be put out when she washed up and tracked down a dress that passed as upper class without being over the top. It did feel nice though, to clean up and see that other face in the mirror again. It had been a while since she'd worn this one. Thanking her friend for loaning her the lovely clothes, she set out to meet the old drunkard and swap stories.

Everything about her changed when she was someone else despite how often she was actually someone else. Simple things like the way that she walked and held her shoulders changed. Appearing as a well to do young woman, she maintained a shy and curious demeanor. Never would she need to seem this way for Ravi's sake as he certainly knew better, but if she was meeting him in public, he'd witness it anyway. Neither Puja nor Shikara made a habit of dressing so nicely much less accepting invitations to such pricey establishments, but she wasn't going to turn down her old friend and so away she went, thinking that today if asked, she would be Tara.

Instead of showing that she knew exactly where she'd find Ravi within, she waited as any polite young woman might, informing the staff that she had a friend waiting for her within. Promptly ushered inside, Puja grinned when she finally laid eyes on Ravi. This was the first time she'd seen him since the collapse of the Rebellion's leadership. She'd only heard of his well-being instead of being able to see it for herself, so this was a welcome treat though she'd only rebuff him if he hounded her about being happy to see him.

Her hair was longer than it had been the last time that he'd seen her. She'd styled it in easy waves and left it to fall down her back. Her dress was embroidered with pink and blue flowers over teal, the colors matching the same hues that traced the outline of her big brown eyes. She looked like the woman that she was when she dressed like this and so it was both freeing and frightening at the same time for her. Ravi would naturally goad her, but it would give her the opportunity to snap back and before long they would be picking up right where they left off... except for the whole being the only two known to be left thing.

Offline Ravi Yachak

  • Character Account
    • landen
    • male
    • Role

      Seat of Vishal

    • Faction

      The Rebellion

    • Territory

      Nharkava

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      [Link]

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      Sol

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Re: Far Too Calm
« Reply #2 on: Dec 05, 18, 09:12:30 AM »
The Rebellion had been somewhat complex, but it was thought that the network of cells and individual bodies would help keep them from being smashed in one go.  Ravi had always understood the need for cells, but there were a lot of arms arranged along certain lines of necessity, without a lot of on the ground thought for crossover.  It was up to the Seats to figure out how to work with the others, and certainly he and Puja had figured out how to do that, as had some others.  Ravi supplied everyone, so the recent quiet seemed like a dangerous silence to the Landen Man.  As he surmised, it could mean that the Blood in power were moving against them, and fading was always best when that happened, or it could mean something worse.

He certainly hoped that Puja knew more about it, and, fine, he rather hoped to see her in something less professional than the gear she wore when working.  Ravi did not do this sort of thing too often, but he would be lying if he said he did not enjoy the opportunity.  There was a certain irony and disdain built in to pretending to be something he was not, and rubbing elbows with the well to do and completely oblivious.  Nharkava was sliding into disaster, and the people trying to avert it were called Rebels.  It was a strange and dangerous world, and Ravi wondered how far his anger could still carry him.

Ravi’s mind stopped wandering when he saw Puja enter the place, and he rose to his feet.  He smiled, for what seemed the first time in a long while, and it wasn’t motivated by being too far into his cups.  She was lovely, and she had adjusted her demeanor and persona to suit her current appearance.  She was always attractive, but this time that was sort of the point, and he was not the only one to notice that.  For his part, Ravi cleaned up well, and was wearing a suit tailored to fit a physique that was normally hidden by layers and bagginess, along with dirt, slouching and the rest of his beggar act.  Today, he stood straight, his black hair shone, and his mustache was perfectly waxed, his beard oiled and cleaned.  He walked across the room and offered Puja his arm, ”I am so very glad to see you, Lady.  Please, I was early, our table is right over here.”