[SE][OPEN] Never Learned to Swim
Open Catching the Sun
Beatrix Launceleyn

Age: 9 | Height: 4'9" | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander
Level: 0 - Strg: 10 - Dext: 10 - Endr: 10 - Luck: 5
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BEATRIX
There is always someone cooler than you
And that someone is me
Okay! She had learned about the stuff the fairies did in LongHeat. She made a basket. She sang Safrin a song. Now she had to actually catch the sun! Beatrix had heard that the Oasis was pretty and sunny so she decided that was the place to be! Of course, Beatrix didn't really connect that the Oasis would have water - which was a problem. Why? Well you see, no one had ever taught her to swim.

So when she arrived and saw the sunniest spot was in the middle of the pond she got very nervous. But she had come all this way! And there was a tree she could climb and maybe reach it? Maybe. Big maybe. Beatrix was a good climber and easily made it up to the branch, basket on her head. Then she scootched her way down it, going as far as she dared before taking her basket off her head and stretching to try and reach the sun.

She was so close! If she could just get a little closer...
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Peter Launceleyn
Thief / Assassin
Age: 26 | Height: 5’3” | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander
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Peter
Terrified of what I'd be
As a kid, from what I've seen
Every single day, when people try
And put the pieces back together
Just to smash them down

The woods and wilds the framed the edges of the hollowed grounds were as much a sanctuary to Peter as they were curiosity. He still found new things, like the pool of water he had stumbled upon this time. He stared over it, considering soaking for a bit to alleviate the heat that had wrapped him in its oppressive grip, helped in no small part by his plethora of scarves and long clothes.

Before he could decide one way or the other, a rustling from above caught his attention. Peters eyes flicked up before the rest of his head did, trying to get a glimpse of whatever it was before he reversed that he had heard it, but what he saw was neither a danger nor what he’d been expecting. A child, stretched out over the pool of water with a basket in hand. Peters sense of danger was a little bit skewed, but even he knew this wasn’t good.

”Hey, h-hello?” He called, hating the crack in his voice and the volume of it, but hopefully succeeding in his goal of not scaring her right off the branch. ”What are you doing? Do you need help?”



















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Beatrix Launceleyn

Age: 9 | Height: 4'9" | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander
Level: 0 - Strg: 10 - Dext: 10 - Endr: 10 - Luck: 5
Played by: Grant Offline
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BEATRIX
There is always someone cooler than you
And that someone is me
There! She reached just far enough to get the sun in her basket. A big grin spread across her face as she watched the patch of sunlight stream into it, a self-satisfied giggle bubbling up. The fairies would be so happy, she thought! But this was an awfully difficult position to hold for a girl her age, and suddenly she realized she didn't know how long she was supposed to sit there catching the sun. Beatrix blinked, wondering if she had caught enough or not.

But then a voice rang out and she looked back. Who was that yelling at her. That was the fatal move though. In turning to see who it was, she threw herself off balance and tipped dangerously to one side. She shrieked in alarm, her voice echoing in the Oasis as she scrambled to keep on the branch and hang onto her basket. Arms and legs flailed but ultimately slipped and fell right into the water. The cool of the water was shocking in comparison to the warm of the day. Immediately she flailed her limbs, her basket having been dropped and now floating on the surface, as she tried to get her head above water. Panic - pure panic - coursed through her veins as she managed to break through the surface, gasping for air and sending droplets of water splashing around her.
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Peter Launceleyn
Thief / Assassin
Age: 26 | Height: 5’3” | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander
Level: 1 - Strg: 8 - Dext: 15 - Endr: 17 - Luck: 5
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Peter
Terrified of what I'd be
As a kid, from what I've seen
Every single day, when people try
And put the pieces back together
Just to smash them down

Peter stared in horror as the girl, the child, turned to look at him, and toppled into the water. Without thinking, he ran forward, stripping off the bulk of his clothing and kicking off his boots. Though admittedly, that decision was fueled more by a desire to keep his things dry rather than any sense.

The second his feet touched water, Peter hesitated. Growing up in a desert had not given him many opportunities to learn to swim, and the oasis was deeper and faster than any water he’d seen before. But... he had to do something. He stepped back, conjuring a rope in his hands, and wrapped it around a stump, quick fingers tying a strong knot score he ran back into the water.

It was cold, and more work than he expected, but somehow Peter made it to the centre, his head barely above the water. The rope was tat, wrapped around his arm and held tightly in his hand. Now all he could do is hope he could grab Beatrix.



















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