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 Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 2:36 pm
Keahi found a wall and decided to sit down and lean against it. He couldn't see much other than shadows upon shadows. He would just let them get this happy little reunion out of the way and then they could continue on with figuring out what the hell was going on.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 3:02 pm
"Writ" He repeated and found no mental record of any such person. He was being friendly, so that certainly didn't make him either of the two other male players he'd met some time ago.
"My apologises, but I do not" he said being very formal, he might as well stay on his good side.
Seth hadn't noticed the other boy, he had never been good at identifying other players, but Writ radiated a aura about him that made it obvious, unlike the newbie and himself.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 3:18 pm
"What, you hit your head when you grew taller?" Writ frowned. He didn't know Seth all that well, but he would think that the teen would remember him. Writ always thought of himself as a hard-to-forget kind of guy. Perhaps it was the darkness muddling his sight and his mind. He shrugged, forgetful or not, Seth was a godling. His god must be uncomfortable with what was happening as well.
"Well come on" He grabbed Seth's wrist, "We're going to Persy's to find out what's up."
Writ dragged Seth over to Keahi and made introductions, "Seth, kid. Kid, Seth." They wouldn't be able to see one another all that well, but it probably helped clear up some confusion.
"Eh... I think we'll make some proper introductions after we find some light."
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 4:08 pm
Keahi stood as Writ dragged the other boy over towards him. "Maybe Persy'll have some lights?" He sure hoped so, for the darkness was starting to really annoy him. The boy gave a sigh, glancing back over to where the taller of the two shapes was standing. "This darkness is rather creepy. Let's find some light and fast."
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 12:25 am
Seth didn't respond to Writs comment on growing taller, he didn't understand it and thought it might have been some saying mortals had.
"W-wai-" He started but was pulled along, half tripping in the process. He'd have asked who Persy was if he hadn't been cut off, if he did Hypnos would be in trouble now.
"Erm, hello" he muttered to the darkness he'd just been introduced to.
Where ever Hypnos was, he was dealing with something, maybe not quite what was at hand. But keeping Seth in check and safe in the game general where two equally important things, two which he didn't balance well for a god.
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 11:01 am
Writ sighed. Having these two stumble around in the dark was becoming a tad irritating. He walked down the block and stopped at a trash can. He filed through the junk, tossing out discarded coffee cups and candy wrappers. He held on to a glass bottle and copies of flyers and yesterday's papers. Writ cumpled up the mix of papers and stuffed them through the top of the bottle.
He struck a match and lit the makeshift torch, lighting up the street corner. A sanctuary from the dark. He gave it Keahi, "If it makes you feel any better, we're only a block from her store." His eyebrow arched, he forgot about something, "What's your name anyway?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 11:12 am
"Hello." Keahi said in return to Seth. He was trying to figure out just what Writ was doing when the light from the match struck up. He blinked, adjusting his eyes to what seemed like a bright light to one surrounded by darkness.
He took the torch, admiring Writ's resourcefulness. "I'm Keahi." He'd forgotten to introduce himself. Well, he supposed this darkness was to blame. It had the gods nervous and that was not reassuring. "Only a block? Good."
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 2:58 pm
Seth was a little uneasy as he hear what he could only guess was Writ looking through scraps of paper from a unknown source. But if things started to head in the wrong direction, he thought, he could at least use his powers to buy some time, or at least a opening to escape, that's what they where best that.
He winced a little at the light, and shielded his eyes are they got used to the sudden strong flame.
"Keahi, bit if a odd name" Seth had never quite heard a name like that.
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 9:12 pm
Writ slipped on his mask when they reached the front door of Seasons. Not much of a reason. He just wanted to make an entrance. It's not every day you see three stages of life come from one child in the course a year. He looked back to the two,
"If she tries to turn me into a fur rug, you guys got my back." Writ snickered a little. It was a joke. Still, Persy didn't like him all that much.
He knocked on the door.
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 9:27 pm
Keahi blinked at that comment. He'd thought Persy had been a fairly nice woman. Though she'd definitely needed a hug. Then again, a lot of people did. He held the torch up so that it cast its light upon them and the woman could recognize them. Or so he hoped.
He also hoped she was in.
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 1:38 am
As par Seth's usual grasp on humour he'd taken what Writ had said literally as guessed that Persy had some god power along the lines to turning people into things, that must have been what the mask was for. Nor did he understand what he met my "got his back", so most of what he'd said was lost on him.
He tugged at the bag of sand he was hold, bring it up so he could palm some in his free hand, just in case.
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 8:32 pm
The door opened a crack, but it wasn't Persy who answered. Instead, a girl with long black hair peered out into the darkness, eyes wide and curious at the collective group before her. She blinked a few times, then opened the door wider, having ascertained that they weren't the tall, scary men, nor anyone that would wish them harm.
"Who's there?" Called a familiar voice from within the store.
"There," came Echo's whispery reply, and she moved away from the threshold to reveal the inside of Seasons, which had a million soft glows connected by spindly wooden branches around the walls like fireflies.
Persy stood from behind the counter, where she'd been studied an antiquated book on formalwear, and paused for a moment when she saw the mask. Keahi he recognized, and Hypnos's prophet as well, but that mask...hadn't Writ disappeared ages ago?
"I hope you three aren't so scared of the dark that you decided to come here," Persy said with an offhand tone. "I can't turn you away, but it doesn't score you any brownie points."
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 1:29 pm
"Trick or treat." Writ waved at Echo, "Oh hey, long time no see."
He walked in and gazed at all the lights in the shop. He let out a whistle. What were these, Christmas lights? No, no power. Right. Probably some god thing. Nuka padded in behind him, muzzling through the odd lights on the walls.
"I'm fine with the dark, these two were stumbling around and I figured you'd still be open." Writ leaned his back against the counter and pulled up his mask, "Persy, it's been a while."
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 1:44 pm
Keahi blinked at the girl who'd answered the door, but soon the door had opened and he followed Writ in. Ah, there was Persy, scolding them like little children for being afraid of the dark. The boy snorted. "Not afraid, just looking for answers." He glanced at the torch he was still holding, wondering if he should put it out or just leave it burning. Persy had lights, at least, interesting looking ones, but they were lights. For the moment, he just set it on the counter to free his hand.
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 2:28 pm
Right, he thought, Writ knew the girl who answered the door and the other inside. He really was confused on Writs earlier comments but they seemed to be getting along fine at the moment.
Should how he didn't think it a good idea to leave a burning torch on the counter of a flower store, but it wasn't in burning range of anything from what he could make out in the criss crossing shadows and covered the room.
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