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Ronin Taliesin
the Supernova


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#1
you are terrifying and strange and beautiful
Snow has begun to fall from skies that feel like they've been grey for days. Cold ciders have been replaced by mulled wines throughout the Pacifist Plaza, and Ronin has just gotten himself a mug of such when he comes across a crowd gathered around a... tree. A tree that doesn't seem to have been there yesterday. Figuring that someone from the Order must have plopped it there, the Star draws a bit closer.

The sapling isn't very big at all, making Ronin think that if it was the Order, they've not done a great job. But then someone brushes past it and it goes ahead and wiggles... like it's been tickled or something, and his brow furrows. "Okay," he says. Everyone else is responding like it's cute, or not completely weird. So that's what Ronin is going to do too, he supposes.
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Lena Magnus
Celestine Caretaker

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#2
Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
The chill of Deepfrost didn’t dampen her bones, but pushed and cajoled against any exposed skin – made her move faster, lighter, quicker, swifter steps along her walks back and forth, across plazas, along her drifting errands for the Celestine inhabitants. The scent of the mulled wines brought her closer to cobblestones and gathering areas, but she was of no mind to partake in the liquor just yet. However, easily distracted, deterred, by angles of curiosity, by anything related to Frey’s distinction, the youth quirked her head in the direction of the crowd gathering amidst the square.

Peering around shoulders, towering over some elbows, edging her way through both familiar individuals and strangers alike, her eyes took in the tree that had seemingly blossomed, bloomed, and ran rampant there overnight. The Caretaker dutifully removed her notebook from the basket on her arm, seemingly intact despite all the constant jostling, beginning to crouch down, closer, studying and perusing. “This is new,” she half-murmured to herself, jotting down a few notes as others brushed by, and the sapling instinctively moved of its own accord. She smiled, her own illustrious, effervescent beam, before turning her eyes upward, to the first person closest to her; maybe recognizable, though she couldn’t be certain. “Have you seen anything like this before?”
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
Ronin Taliesin
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#3
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"Sort of?" Ronin responds automatically to the voice from somewhere below him, glancing down to see a woman he's not met before, jotting notes about the strange sapling. He clears his throat, realising they've just stumbled into a conversation together, and reaches out to offer her a hand up.

"I've seen something similar in the Greatwood. Not quite so... spirited, I guess? But the trees definitely seemed sentient. They used to move, I swear, to prevent you from getting to places they didn't want you to go." Reaching out with his free hand, his fingers brush along the strange tree - predictably, it pulls back again and quivers.

With a small smile, he glances back to the woman. "I'm Ronin," he introduces.
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Lena Magnus
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#4
Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
She hummed under her breath at the sort of, instinctively taking his hand to rise, almost absent-mindedly, habitual to receive and grant kindness, benevolence in return. Then she brought it back to her basket, fingers rambling around for something else but not finding it immediately, half-distracted in the midst of the conversation. “In the Greatwood,” she muttered too, writing it down – never having been there, with no reason to go.

Save for curiosity.

Her head tilted abruptly, eyes widening, mouth slacking open just a tad, before relenting back to the heartfelt grin. “The trees moved…how amazing. Frey constructs some wonderful things.” Her eyes went back to the sapling as it maneuvered under his touch, reaching forth to do the same, lighter, softer, and not pulling back or away when it quivered and shuddered.

The name flickering forth should’ve sounded familiar – and maybe it would’ve, had she been a member of the Order. No demigod enamoring from her – just normalcy, and an illuminated smile. “Lena.” Another vague head tilt, placing her pencil behind her ear. “What brings you here?” Which could’ve meant anything and anywhere; she’d let him fill in the rest.
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
Ronin Taliesin
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#5
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"Mm, they do." Frey also makes some awful things and does even worse, in Ronin's experience, but he decides not to mention that in this first meeting. Getting the woman - Lena, it turns out - on her feet, he offers her a polite smile and glances back up at the sapling, particularly interested as she reaches out and it offers the same sort of reaction as when he brushed his fingertips over the needles.

"Nice to meet you," he offers, stepping back a bit to give others a chance to see the strange thing; besides, the sapling seems to thrive on attention, and far be it for Ronin to deny it. As for what brings him here? He's not really in the I am a demigod and I am here to prepare the city for war mood, he settles on the most simple.

"I was just taking a break. I train with the Dragoons." He lifts his mug of mulled wine, as if to demonstrate. "How about you?"
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Lena Magnus
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#6
Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
There was no room to add in her reverence for Frey – they had been the god to grant her occupation, her gifts, her talents and all – but perhaps that was for the best. She sidled away, backing off, as more came to demonstrate and proclaim over the sapling, and she wrote down several other notes as people wandered and strived for themselves. Perhaps it’d be an inquiry for the god the next moment she found time for her devotion and prayers, segmenting it all within the notebook, before closing it entirely, and placing her tools and instruments back into the basket.

Then her full attention could be rendered upon Ronin of the Dragoons. Lena’s brows furrowed for a moment, curling back into thoughts, memories, distinct things before she’d run out of her apartment, days before. “Oh! I believe my sister was going to train with them as well. She recently acquired her own dragon companion.” Then she beamed, a pleasant, ethereal smile again, eager and willing to wax poetical on her sibling, if he’d heard of her at all. Her eyes went briefly to his mulled wine, the notions of a break (she rarely took one), and then shrugged, the grin still in place. “I’m the Caretaker of the Celestine.”
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
Ronin Taliesin
the Supernova


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#7
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"Oh? What's her name?" Ronin asks, curious about the would-be trainee within the Dragoons. No, of course the penny doesn't drop, that the woman with the hatchling that he'd wildly fucked trained within the Dragon's Nest not too long ago could be the same fucking person. More fool you, Taliesin. Watching as Lena packs away her notebook into her basket, the Star takes a sip of his wine and offers it out to share, if she'd like.

His eyebrows raise to hear her profession, and suddenly the interest in the sapling makes a lot more sense. "That sounds like a helluva job," he remarks, stepping back further and inviting her to sit with him on a nearby bench so they can watch the people mingle around the tree. "Is it just you, for that whole place?"
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Lena Magnus
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#8
Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
“Seraphina,” she hummed, ignorant and unaware of anything else, waving off the offer of wine; she was a lightweight, and had other things to attend to later. But she could sit, a moment not on her feet would do some good, and she stretched out her legs, allowing her calves to flex while the rest of the crowd gathered further inward, only tilting her head slightly at the continued antics of the sapling. “Her dragon is Levi,” and then considering the implications of the Dragoons, the curiosity surrounding her own prestige and occupation, the youth inquired further, eyes blinking back at him again. “You must have one then! They’re lovely creatures.”

But her job was her life, and so she gave no thought to its pressures or roles. It was what she’d wanted. “Mhm,” and then she wove a brilliant smile, as if she wasn’t bothered in the least. “But Frey sends the animals there. I just tend them. Then when they’re healed, they’re released back into the wild.” Whole and well again, to continue surviving another day.
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
Ronin Taliesin
the Supernova


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#9
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She declines the wine, prompting Ronin to take another healthy sip from the mug - just in time to promptly choke on it at the name of the woman with the dragon named Levi. He tries to hide that he's inhaled some of the drink (or at least that he's done it by accident), a fist thumping against his chest as he fights for breath. "That's a nice name," he manages eventually, lowering the mug and wiping at his mouth with the back of his hand. The sooner they get off this topic, the better.

Luckily, dragons provide an ample distraction, and Ronin nods to Lena. It's difficult to find the words at first, with his throat still stinging, but he manages it eventually. "I do," he confirms. "Her name is Sugar - she's probably up there somewhere. I'll call her down if you like." He motions vaguely at the sky, sitting back to hear her explanation about her job. He can't help but smile, but that's almost entirely to do with how much she seems to enjoy it.

"Do you think you'd ever take on an apprentice?" he wonders.
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Lena Magnus
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#10
Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
Unsuspecting and oblivious, Lena paid no heed to the notions of her own words causing the sudden disruption – eyes widening as he choked on the wine. “Are you all right?” Hands were offered and aloft, but uncertain what to do or how to assist, and he seemed to regain his bearings after a moment. Perhaps it’d simply gone down wrong. Still, she gave him a far more wary glance, head tilting slightly in study, before the distraction of dragons, over nice names.

The confirmation of his own companion was enough to send her into deterrents anyway – grin gliding right back onto her features, as though it’d never left. “Only if you wish,” though by the hum under her breath, and the obvious excitement regaling her features, she would very much like to see the aforementioned Sugar – but Lena was not one to impose. Her gaze went towards the sky, pondering, pausing, clearly intending to catch some sort of glimmer of leathery wings (maybe ivory – if the namesake meant anything – maybe the dragon was simply sweet).

At his wondering, she had to do the same, stare downcast to the ground again, pondering over the notions. “I suppose so, if anyone was interested.” The Caretaker would be all the more eager to share her insights, her musings, her knowledge, and her experience with anyone intrigued; but she hadn’t had anyone other than passerbys, curious about one animal or the other. Finn had appeared amused, but he also seemed far too busy to take on another project. So the youth shrugged, and let it be at that.
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
Ronin Taliesin
the Supernova


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#11
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"Oh, I'm fine," Ronin assures her; his voice is still a bit raspy, but he's otherwise alright, and he swigs back the rest of the mulled wine lest it try to choke him again in short order. He smiles at Lena as she definitely very casually mentions that he could call down his companion if he wanted to, and he nods and gazes up at the clouds. Fingers go to his lips and Ronin lets out a sharp whistle. At first there is nothing, but soon enough one of the clouds seems to separate, plunging towards them.

Lena is right, and it is a white dragon, Sugar swooping overhead near the sapling for a few turns before she comes to settle around Ronin's shoulders, trilling and chirping and snapping her teeth and being a general nuisance. "I have no doubt that people are inerested - just give it time." He grins, lifting his empty mug so that Sugar can poke her snout into it to investigate the dregs.

When she's done, naturally the next most interesting thing is Lena and the pale reptile weaves her head out like a snake to try and snuffle into her ear (or as close to it without leaving Ronin's shoulders). "Be nice," the Star warns his companion. "This is Lena, and she's not scared of you."
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Lena Magnus
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#12
Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
With Ronin’s assurances, she didn’t press any further (a quizzical brow arch diminishing). Besides, the next distraction completely deterred, infusing her grin with a bright, ebullient effervescence, excitement extending, presiding, pervading right down to her fingertips. Her senses took everything in, how he signaled for the companion, how the clouds parted, how there was suddenly a blur of white, and her gaze traced over every nuances, every flicker of wings and adornments.

“Hello,” she called, friendly and amiable, rustling immediately through her basket for some leftover treats, no doubt tracing over the lining somewhere. It was the only time she took her stare off of the dragon, and thereafter held them out in her, flattened and ready if Sugar was willing. She’d nearly forgotten the previous topic, contemplating the ramparts and nuances before shrugging. “If you hear of any, please send them my way.”

Sugar’s presence in her ear incited warm laughter, listening to the warning in stride. “I’ve seen many like you, though most are fledglings.” Lost, without their mothers, sickened by something else. This dragon was clearly naught like them – though due to companion sizes, lacking in the true proportion of the other formidable ones out there – but this didn’t matter to the Caretaker. “What are you capable of, hm?”
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
Ronin Taliesin
the Supernova


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"I will certainly do just that," he assures her, though by now they are both distracted by Sugar - Lena by just meeting her, and Ronin by trying to stop her from ripping chunks out of his shoulder in her attempt to stay on it whilst similtaneously climbing over his new friend. "For goodness' sake, just go!" He laughs eventually, peeling the reptile away and plonking her around Lena's shoulders instead.

By this point, her ear has been thoroughly explored and a hand is offering treats, and so Sugar trills a note of approval and instantly goes to snaffle them out of her palm. "She is a white ball of chaos, and very grumpy until you win her over. Luckily she's also easily bribed," Ronin explains with a bright grin. "Ice is her specialty. If you ever need cooling down, Sugar's got you covered." Or she's got you frostbitten. Either way.
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Lena Magnus
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#14
Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
She laughed, a lovely, trilling thing, mellifluous and light, ethereal and airy, bits and pieces of song as the dragon explored her ear. Already taking advantage of the treats, she permitted the dragon to settle, humming all along as her hands instantly went to scratch, pet, and inspect; habitual movements from the Caretaker of the Celestine. “Have you had her long?” Her eyes ghosted over the leathery assemblage of ivory, the potential and prestige already enclosed in a small frame. Dragons, no matter the size, were something to be respected. “You must be a lovely companion,” she cooed, going to a pocket for more treats.

At the semblance of ice, her grin grew even broader. “And powerful too.” She’d known many with the aforementioned fire, and Levi had the inkling towards air control and composition. Her eyes glanced around, darting over the range of people – but it seemed too packed, too crowded, for an adequate showing. Likely too dangerous for others nearby, and she wouldn’t ask for the display in volleys of impending jeopardy. “What’s your favorite thing, hm?” A giggle followed, her attention completely and wholly focused on the dragon; Ronin entirely forgotten.
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm


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