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Mirror, Fox, Key

Lame post is lame and was written on my phone but here talking go ^.^;

Mirror, Fox, Key

TEAM RUTABAGA

Meryn recognized the brush off for what it was. Enthusiasm doused, she was careful not to let her disappointment show, even if the change was obvious. Falling behind her usual blank face again (even as her cheeks warmed more in embarrassment), Meryn narrowed her eyes a bit at Spook, looking at him up and down. He knew what she'd been asking. But she supposed she'd had a feeling that he wouldn't be so forthcoming.

Her thoughts were interrupted when the youngest member of the party, a street urchin named Amelia, dashed up.

"Roof top lady!"

Meryn couldn't help the way the corner of her mouth quirked up. Letting out a little huff of air, she reached down to ruffle the little girl's hair in greeting.

As the woodcutter kicked up a fuss about trees or something, Meryn glanced up to where he was pointing. A curious light brightened her pale eyes yet again as something she'd never seen before fluttered into view and disappeared in a pop. Her eyes slid again to the Traveller, a challenge sparking in her eyes.

She'd just have to do some investigating of her own, if he wanted to be vague.

Taking her dripping jacket from her shoulder, she strung a sleeve through the hole atop her birdcage and tied it to the backside of her bag. It was bulky and awkward, and set her weight off a bit, but if Meryn was being honest, she'd had to carry more inconvenient packages in her years as a delivery girl.

She backed up a few steps, picked a tree, and bounced a few times on her toes. Then she took off. She sprinted at the tree, running a few steps up it and grabbed onto the lowest hanging branch. Keeping her momentum, she kicked off from the tree a few more times until finally she was high enough to pull herself up to sit on the branch. Testing its strength for a few moments, she carefully stepped so she was standing on it and looked around, before climbing a bit higher, from branch to branch. Meryn spotted a piece of paper on the tree across from her, tested her balance, and leaped over. She tottered a bit when she landed, the branch shuddering under the new weight. The jingle of a small silver bell startled her. Meryn was quick to brace herself against the tree, gaining her balance. She risked a glance down to the ground, a mischievous smile on her face. Turning back to the paper and the bell, she crept closer to inspect them.

@Mokley@Irisity

Let our voices be heard!

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Mirror, Fox, Key

@Skittles

Roy with magic. I think Lux might flip out just a tad bit over the idea.

@Darinthus

lol same with meryn.

@Apokalipse sorry to hear that apo! :( hope you feel better though.

Mirror, Fox, Key

TEAM RUTABAGA

Meryn's eyes widened with every word, delight coloring her features. She wasn't sure what excited her more – that Spook was actually answering her, or that there was magic. (Of course, magic won out in the end.) Spinning to see the rune he'd pointed out, she broke away from the path to peer at it more, lifting her hand to trace the worn design. Her fingers drifted over the wood as she studied the rune, so closely she was certain she'd be able to recreate it with her eyes closed.

She glanced away to see Spook's retreating back, and darted after him. She slowed when she reached him, walking a step ahead and turning towards him to make sure she was in his line of vision. Meryn looked up at him, her smile innocent and eager, her eyes bright.

People familiar with Meryn might've been surprised to see her so animated. She was usually seen with a blank expression, but there was something that delighted her more than she could ever describe: exploration. More than that, the ability to pick somewhere to explore and then get there, even when by all rights it should be impossible. Then again, she had never been particularly close to anyone before, so how would they know? She had the feeling everyone in Enn saw her more as another oddity of the town, the silent delivery system darting over the roofs, rather than an actual person. As though a lack of speech meant lack of depth.

With the Traveller before her, with all his experiences and knowledge, a new frontier was open to her, one she'd never even and her face lit up with an excitement she usually hid away. She looked up to him, walking backwards to keep facing him, and lifted her hand to point back at the tree. Almost immediately she seemed to reconsider though, and tapped her fingers against her arm again. She paused, her eyes drifting away for a moment in thought, before she changed her mind again and brought her hand up to her face, tapping her spread fingers over her nose and cheekbones as she looked into the glassy eyes of his mask. She paused one more time, biting her lip and moved her hand again – only for her heel to catch on a raised tree root.

Meryn, ever agile, was quick to right herself. But not before her mind caught up with her and she felt her cheeks warm. Giving a sniff, she reached up and ran her fingers through her still dripping hair, looking away. Turning so she was walking forward again, she couldn't stop herself from peeking back up at Spook through her eyelashes, hoping for her answers.
@Mokley

Mirror, Fox, Key

Sounds good to me as long as meryn gets a reply lol

Mirror, Fox, Key

Could be formal, but depending on the character it can sound stiff or socially awkward too.

Mirror, Fox, Key

@Crimson Raven just a heads up, fiametta just had a post where she picked up telio's drawing.

Mirror, Fox, Key

TEAM RUTABAGA

There was a moment – however brief – when Meryn let herself be distracted by the Traveller's words. She'd spent countless hours sitting atop the city wall between the guards' patrols, gazing out at the horizon. Watching the sunrise set fire to the endless space, wondering what lay out of reach. What sort of plants, animals, people, mysteries… Meryn glanced over her shoulder as she heard the gate rattle shut behind her, the corner of her mouth twitching up into a small, child-like smile. Droplets of water dripping from her hair measured the growing distance between her and the town she'd called home, and with every step she only wanted more and more to break out into a sprint and just run.

Meryn turned back to regard Spook more conspicuously, curiosity lighting up her pale green eyes. True, being outside was a wonder. But thus far it wasn't anything particularly new to her. This man, though. This Traveller. Her eyes drifted over him, taking in the feral mask, exotic clothes, the flashes of pale skin. He was a new world. She could only imagine the places he'd been to, the people he met. The things he'd seen.

Her eyes fell to the patch of bare skin on his arm, and Meryn squinted a bit as she looked at the strange markings there. They didn't look like any letters she knew, but then again her literacy level wasn't particularly high. This one sort of looked like S if she tilted her head… That one looked like a squashed G… Were they another language? A simple design? Questions spun in her mind, one after another, all of them centered around the odd man beside her. What was the mask for? What were those markings on his arms? Why birdcages, of all things? Were they going to catch something?

After taking a moment to work up her nerve, Meryn raised her hand between them and tapped her knuckles against his arm to get his attention. Lifting the hand carrying the birdcage, she took her free hand and drew her fingers along the skin of her bare arm, eyes never leaving Spook's masked face. She let her eyes fall down to his own arm before looking up again.
@Mokley

Mirror, Fox, Key

Lol, seems like meryn made the right call ollying-out immediately after.