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Evie Wordsworth
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Age: 27 | Height: 5'5 | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Natural
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Evie
a princess with lips made of glass and a voice cut from steel
After being trapped inside the Temple for so long perhaps someone would question Evie's quick return to the indoors once the sun has returned. The smell of old paper greets her senses as she graces the entryway, the muted tap of her footsteps echoing up to swim in the high ceiling's acoustics. Once upon a time, young and easily awed, Evie had found the looming stacks of untapped knowledge imposing. Even the echo of her passing had made her shrink back, hyper-aware of her own existence.

Now the Atheneum is a friend of sorts. An old gentleman with stories to provide no matter how many times she sits at his knee, eager for another. Slim fingers dance along aged spines as she wanders past, as enamored with the selection as she has always been. Once upon a time Evie had dreaded reading through the old tomes. Had railed against it - loudly and verbosely - when Amalia's mother had forced her to sit still long enough to shove the information into her thick head. A wry smile pulls on her lips, and she plucks a book from a random spot on a shelf, delaying her mission in returning to her studies to remind herself of her spring goals.

It's old, but in better shape than some. Evie sneezes multiple times when the dust comes off too strong as she opens it, and her eyes water in objection, but she's too focused on parsing the old vernacular to worry about what a mess she must look like.
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Peter Launceleyn
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Age: 26 | Height: 5’3” | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander
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PETER
Peter had actually wandered into the Aetheneum by mistake. He’d been looking for another building, and gotten turned around, walking into the library and immediately realizing his mistake. And, even more immediately, growing entrances by the stacks of books. It wasn’t that he was an avid reader, but he’d never been around so many books, on such high shelves, and he wanted to wander, at least for a little bit, between them. Whatever he’d been doing before hadn’t been that important anyway.

There was only so much to walk though though, and before long Peter had seen it all. He had grabbed a book, mostly at random, early on, so he could add an air of legitimacy to his visit if anyone came upon him, but now, it seemed like it might be interesting to flip through. So, his previous task completely forgotten, he climbed to the top of one of the shelves and settled, looking through the book of floor plan models he’d grabbed.

By the time he hears footsteps, and sneezes, he’s gone through the book entirely, and is lying in the twilight between sleep and waking, stretched out like a languid cat atop the shelf. He peeks over the edge to find the source of the disturbance, one eye cracked open reluctantly, and is surprised to see a familiar face. Well. Head top. ”Evie?” He asks, stifling a yawn and moving to hang a little more completely off the shelf. ”Hello!”
and our memories defeat us
and I’ll end this duress
Peter is very heavily scarred, most noticeably on his hands

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Evie Wordsworth
Apothecarist

Age: 27 | Height: 5'5 | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Natural
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Evie
a princess with lips made of glass and a voice cut from steel
Evie, believing herself to be alone in the library, squeaks a little at the sudden motion that precedes the call of her name. Blue eyes dart to the disturbance, only for her countenance to relax immediately into a warm, pleased smiled. "Peter!" Her hands close the book, keeping it tucked against her side as she moves closer to where he's lounging like a particularly satisfied cat.

"Hello yourself. That's quite an interesting napping spot you've chosen there," she laughs, amazed that he'd even considered it but now suddenly envious at how pleasantly sleepy he looks. "Was the book really that boring?" A teasing grin, a glance towards the book he'd been reading, happy to have found him in this odd little bubble of silence. His friendship - or so she likes to think they are now - is a welcome invasion when considering she'd expected another day of solitude.
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Peter Launceleyn
Thief / Assassin

Age: 26 | Height: 5’3” | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander
Level: 3 (level 2 attuned) - Strg: 11 - Dext: 21 - Endr: 24 - Luck: 8
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PETER
It’s a little surprising, to be greeted so warmly, but Peter finds  he doesn’t mind it. Since coming to Caido, it’s gotten easier and easier to let himself get closer to people, in bits and pieces. He even offers a smile back, even manages to make it look as sincere as he feels. ”It’s high. Not... not interesting.” He argues gently, then offers a hand out to her. ”Do you wanna uh... come up? It’s nice.” If she takes it, he’ll pull her up, but he isn’t fussed either way.

”It wasn’t boring” He says with another smile. It had actually been interesting, in a way that didn’t really affect him. ”I finished it. What about... what about yours? What’s... what’s it about?”
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and I’ll end this duress
Peter is very heavily scarred, most noticeably on his hands

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Evie Wordsworth
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Evie
a princess with lips made of glass and a voice cut from steel
His smile is stronger, more sure than the ones he'd given her at the lakeside. Perhaps more sure of himself in general, even in small increments. Evie smiles broadly at his offer, switching the book to her other hip and placing her hand in his trustingly. Letting him haul her weight up as she climbs in beside him. She feels like a child again, finding corners and secret spaces to hide away in, and she relaxes back against the wood surrounding them with a comfortable blanket of nostalgia around her shoulders. "Hmmm, I don't know. Still seems interesting even from up here." Confidence boosting teasing was a new angle for her, but she'd certainly try her hand at it if it meant Peter feeling stronger in his choices.

She pulls the book to her lap, opening it to the title page and turning it midway between them to show it to him. Hunches over until her copper hair brushes the pages, eager to share. "It's an old anatomy book, specifically for animals. I helped splint a raven's wing and wanted to study more animal anatomy to help-" she cuts off awkwardly, feeling her words choke her for a half second before she soldiers on. "H-Help me direct my healing magic better." Her hands grip the book tighter, but she forces herself to relax in every other way. Peter is Abandoned too, she can trust him. She does trust him.

A shy smile, and she readjusts the book back into her lap. "Maybe it will help the Attuned someday." Or maybe she'd just go around healing every squirrel and raven in the Grounds.
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Peter Launceleyn
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Age: 26 | Height: 5’3” | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander
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PETER
Evie lets him haul her up, and then there are two of them on top of the shelf, looking over the rest of the shelves. With someone else beside him, it does start to feel a little interesting, and little exciting, and Peter lets himself laugh softly, looking around again before turning back towards the redhead. "Maybe..." He draws the word out, almost matching her teasing tone. "...it's interesting because it's... because it's high?" He tries to compromise, not really concerned about how they end up.

The book on her lap seems interesting enough, at least judging from the front page. And then she starts talking about animal anatomy, and Peter can't help but reach out, flip to a page at random and stare at the diagram on it. He's listening well enough to look up at her when she stumbles, his eyes and face, understanding, and he nods when she continues. "That's... I think it's good. It's um..." He tips his head back and forth, thinking. "I don't know. It's nice though."

Leaning back when she takes the book back into her own lap, he thought of Loren, and how his healing magic had worked. "Does it help? The uh, knowing." He gestures to the book. Maybe it can help his own magic, he'd never considered... actual study.
and our memories defeat us
and I’ll end this duress
Peter is very heavily scarred, most noticeably on his hands

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Evie Wordsworth
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Evie
a princess with lips made of glass and a voice cut from steel
Despite his insecurities, Peter's tentative manner of teasing only makes her smile blossom more, feeling oddly proud. If not of his budding confidence, but perhaps the fact that he feels comfortable enough to do so in her presence. In the past her presence has not always brought a sense of peace, or even friendship. She knows this now, more aware of the trauma she and Sam have inflicted on each other over the years. It's comforting to have a friend, one she feels she has to look after, one that makes her hold accountability for how she acts.

Which is silly to feel after just a few words, but her mind is already active. "I think you're exactly right," she agrees with a dramatic bob of her head, gesturing out with her outermost arm at the vacant space beyond the shelving. "We are clearly the new rulers of the Athenuem, darling. And we are above all others." Her grin is foxlike, positively mischievous. If only they had some available items to throw at unsuspecting passerby. Though perhaps that's more her style than Peter's.

Her hands shake when she closes the book, but she manages to smile at him, to be grateful for the way he smoothly moves on from her stuttering moment of weakness. It's something she has found only an Outlander or a fellow Abandoned can do, and it helps still the birdlike beating of her heart. "Thanks," she says simply, though her lips twitch a little at how he says it so uncertainly. Shrugs a shoulder and strokes her fingers over the spine of the book. "I'm not sure if it actually helps, like, the efficacy of the magic. But I like to think it helps to know where I'm healing and what I'm doing." Running a hand through her hair she tilts her head at her companion. "What uh...do you have any other magic? Aside from the water?" Maybe he can give her some advice about her newly discovered 'gift' as Dante had called it.
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Peter Launceleyn
Thief / Assassin

Age: 26 | Height: 5’3” | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander
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PETER
It’s rather nice, being around Evie. There’s a warmth she exudes, and Peter isn’t sure if she knows it, if it’s intentional, but it draws him in, make him feel safe enough to be silly, and at the end of the day what more could he really ask of someone he spent time with? There was also a sense of familiarity, though maybe that’s just him projecting, wanting a reason to trust her (as if wanting the reason isn’t already reason enough). Regardless of any rationalization though, there was a soft smile now stuck on his lips.

When she declares him right, Peters head cocks so far to the side his ear touches his shoulder, wide eyes trying to figure out the trick before she shares it, and moving to look out over the shelves with the gesture. Then, suddenly, they’re rulers, and Evie is so dramatic and certain that he laughs, bright and out loud. His hand comes up quickly, cutting off the sound, but he can’t actually find it in himself to do anything more than smile through his hand at her. ”We are above.” He agrees, through another giggle.

”I was always told um... if you think it helps, then... then it does.” It sounded like sage advice for a moment, before Peter continued with: ”But the person who told me um... also just guessed a lot about... about magic. So...” He shrugged, unable to offer anything more. At least, about Bing more about the learning, which he might have to actually try, somehow. He’d figure out how to study water. And study in general. ”If you wanna um... study animal bones I... I can help. Not, uh, not in a weird way though, I just....” He trailed off, more than a little awkwardly (which was justified, if you asked him) and left that for Evie to decide if she wanted to dig deeper into his words.

Instead of answering her question right away, Peter cocked his head back, mirroring the redhead, and looked her over. Then, without any real fanfare, he held his hand out and opened it, a small, simple crown of gold sitting in his palm. He offered it to her, then nodded, and said simply. ”Yes. I do.”
and our memories defeat us
and I’ll end this duress
Peter is very heavily scarred, most noticeably on his hands

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