some days feel like a blizzard
Wessex Theskyra
the Wraith


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Explore Halo. That was the command.

So here she is, all by her lonesome, facing the wind and the snow and the freezing temperatures with a nominal couple of layers of clothing, just to fit in. There’s a fur coat on top of it all, traded for some fresh provisions and weapons (what does she need other than her claws and her three knives, at any given time?) With a look on her face that says fuck with me at your own risk, the former Queen walks boldly through the outpost. Whitebrim. The people - the ones who even bother coming out, look like they’d kill their own mother if she tried to keep half a deer from them.

All she can see are hard eyes and reeking bodies inside ragged furs. There’s hardship here, and like her Lady said, why do the stay here? Why did they come here to begin with? Would they welcome her as a potential savior - now that the portal to another part of Caido is open? They’re free to go elsewhere. Or do they not know?

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Amun Arlun
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my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Explore Halo was indeed the command, and so Amun was doing his part. He’d dropped off some firewood that he’d pilfered scavenged from various woodpiles, since he was too lazy to chop his own or hunt down meat or some shit like that. His only concession to the cold was that he was wearing clothes, and even a cloak (though it was mostly to defend against sunlight). Then he’d started wandering down the path that led to that Citadel place.

However, it wasn’t long before he turned off the path, a faint set of tracks drawing his attention. Although he wasn’t a hunter, he could follow rapidly filling footprints in the snow just fine. Eventually, a familiar looking figure showed up on the horizon, in an incredibly ramshackle looking town. Why so serious, Princess? Walking up behind her, he gave her a happy grin, totally relaxed, not at all fitting in with her intimidating look, or with the harsh looking surrounding. Guess you're not the only one with a rough exterior. He swept his gaze across the small town and its inhabitants, wondering who in their right mind would live here.
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Wessex Theskyra
the Wraith


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Think you might need a new nickname for me, Wessex retorts without looking back at him. It isn’t until her (former?) flunkie fully catches up that she spares him a glance, and then does a bit of a double-take. You trying to attract a lot of attention? comes almost sharply, before she closes her eyes and sighs unnecessarily. No, don’t answer that. Because the answer is yes, he is. She’s rarely known Amun to be subtle, unless he’s trying to calm her down or get her to take her fighting face off.  

I think these people have it harder than we did, she says as she continues to assess the surroundings and the situation. The voiced thought makes her brow furrow a bit, wondering if there’s a communal drinking place or something they can go to in order to find information. Not that anyone here would hand whatever precious information they have over to two very foreign looking strangers without some hefty bribes - or so she assumes.

They don’t seem particularly welcoming.

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Amun Arlun
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my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Chuckling, the sound dark and low, Amun waggled his eyebrows. Why’s that, Princess? You don’t like it anymore? There was a teasing element to his thoughts fully in line with his demeanor. However, both mind and expression grew more serious. You were Princess before I knew you were queen, and you’re still Princess to me. Nothing’s changed. I’ll still follow you, if only to warn you that those frown lines will stick if you don't smile every once in a while.

She asked him not to respond, so he didn’t beyond a wink, because of course he was trying to draw attention to himself (as was she, in a very different way). Indeed, he even started whistling cheerfully. Luckily, he could whistle and think at the same time. Looks like it. Only one way to find out, though. How do you want to play this? Charm offensive or just offensive? As he eyed the locals, he took a step so that he was both guarding Wessex’s back and wouldn’t get in her way if she sprang into action.
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Wessex Theskyra
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What can the Wraith possibly say to that? False modesty doesn’t become her, they both know that, so really, the only true-to-Wessex thing she can do is fully turn her had to look at him, offer a small, grateful smile, and then act like that moment of softness never happened. Princess it is, then, she says in acceptance. Maybe he’d taken Clem’s words to heart. They’re family. They’ll stick together. And she’ll make sure no one but herself stabs Amun... unless he’s in to that kind of thing (look, she doesn’t judge).

Rolling her eyes at his whistling, she nonetheless remains quiet, observing until she comes to a decision. Subtle charm offensive. Chuckling to herself, Wessex stops at a bigger buildling that seems to imply that it serves alcohol and food and may be a gathering place. Can you do subtle? As they step into the dark interior, their eyes will need no time to adjust in order to see everyone in the place looking at them and a gruff voice growls out, “You lost?”

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Amun Arlun
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my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Amun smiled back at Wessex, glad to see her mood brightening. Still, he couldn’t let her off too easy. Now don’t go all soft on me like a real Princess. You’re one of those rebellious, run away from daddy the king types, not the simpering kind. Waggling his eyebrows, he nudged her gently with his shoulder.

Letting out an actual chuckle, the potter winked at her. I’m wearing clothes, which is my idea of subtlety. What more do you want? Then he tilted his head, a mischievous light in his eyes. Although getting naked would definitely change these people’s tune in a hurry. He followed behind her, his steps lazy.

As the strange voice barked out, however, he turned and gave his most dazzling smile. ”Nope! We’re exactly where we want to be, with you fine folks.” Leaning forward, Amun’s grin broadened, somehow. ”Now tell me, where can we find a good time around these parts?” His tone was light and not at all bothered by the hostility and tension that was practically tangible.
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Wessex Theskyra
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Call me soft again and I’ll skewer you, she replies with an elbow aimed at Amun’s side and a vicious little grin. Whether or not she actually will is debatable, but her customary threat has been issued and all is right in the world again. If it weren’t for crucial moments like the one that’s just passed, she might kick him to the curb, because what he does next makes her want to throw him back out the door they just came through.  

Clenching her jaw, she inhales deeply to keep herself from doing something stupid.

The bartender leans on to the bar, scowling darkly under heavy brows, His layers give off the impression that he’s bigger than he actually is, but his face betrays the hardships they face. “‘Pends on who’s askin” There are only a few others in the establishment, but they, too, seem to be paying attention to the strange duo. It’s almost like Wessex can feel them leaning in and sizing them up. Letting Amun continue to talk, she counts the heads and eyes the distance to the door, in case this starts to get ugly.

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Amun Arlun
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my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Amun let Wessex's elbow land, letting out an overly dramatic grunt, since he clearly didn't feel pain from it. Then he yawned widely and clearly faked, amusement glittering in his eyes. Been there, done that, nothing to write home about. You gotta spice things up, keep it exciting, Princess. Grinning at Wessex briefly, he then turned his focus to charming the locals.

Not at all perturbed by the bartender’s response, Amun winked at the other man. ”I am.” The potter’s voice was wickedly cheerful. Trusting Wessex to have his back, Amun walked forward and leaned his forearms on the bar, mirroring the bartender's posture. "You gonna answer me, or are we gonna have to go through a whole song and dance first."

Rolling his neck, the potter winked again. "I could use the exercise, honestly. Then again, we could just have a friendly chat." Yeah, Amun hadn't missed how everyone was sizing them up, so he projected the lazy confidence that was practically his trademark.
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Wessex Theskyra
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This might very well be a game of chicken. She has no idea what the Whitebrim folk want, what they’re looking for, or what makes them tick. Amun is just as likely to get them into some trouble as he is to talk them out of it, and Wessex has never been a good judge at how far to let him go or trusting he won’t fuck it up. But the baby bird has to fly on his own at some point, so she remains quietly in the background, talons and biopulse at the mental ready, should they need them.

Which is… debatable right now. The bartender’s eyes narrow, Amun’s cavalier tone and wink not sitting particularly well with the man. Between that and the stranger’s lack of clothes, the Halovian quickly decides he doesn’t like anything about the pair. They’re unnatural. They don’t belong here, and that means they can easily go missing… he grins wickedly.

You look like a snack,” the man says as he reaches below the bar for the knife he keeps handy - just in case. And then there’s only half a heartbeat before the other men in the tavern are up and going for the Ascended.

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