Aerith Gainsborough (
gardeningaia) wrote2011-01-15 09:27 pm
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[Here is a fully bundled Aerith, blue scarf wrapped loosely around her face as she smiles.]
Speed run! Don't try this at home. I'm a professional.
...Not really. But I've been practicing, and I think I'm getting better!
[This is about all the introduction given before the journal gets set down to show wide open sky, but once Aerith throws herself in its direction and sets things into a blur of motion, it quickly becomes apparent what she's doing: enjoying her toboggan present from Christmas. She seems to be quite childishly pleased with herself on the faster runs, and pouts when one bumpy ride ends only halfway down. Finally:]
All right, now for the obstacle course! [Tucking the journal under-arm, Aerith drags the toboggan ba-a-a-ck up. This time she turns it to a different position a few feet away and a very different angle. She starts out more slowly, letting gravity lead the way, and steers the tobaggan around trees and rocks, her expression turning focused as the wind whips back her hair. And then--] Oh, no, no! Move, rabbit, run! Hey--ah--!!!! [After wildly veering, once she hits a fallen tree, Aerith and journal are airborne. Too bad they have to come back down, but at least it's in a snowdrift, right?]
...Mmmf.
[...FEEL FREE TO ACTION IT UP / BE SLEDDING WITH HER? She's on the lower part of the mountain slope, closest to the village. Or just shake your head at her from afar, whatever.]
Speed run! Don't try this at home. I'm a professional.
...Not really. But I've been practicing, and I think I'm getting better!
[This is about all the introduction given before the journal gets set down to show wide open sky, but once Aerith throws herself in its direction and sets things into a blur of motion, it quickly becomes apparent what she's doing: enjoying her toboggan present from Christmas. She seems to be quite childishly pleased with herself on the faster runs, and pouts when one bumpy ride ends only halfway down. Finally:]
All right, now for the obstacle course! [Tucking the journal under-arm, Aerith drags the toboggan ba-a-a-ck up. This time she turns it to a different position a few feet away and a very different angle. She starts out more slowly, letting gravity lead the way, and steers the tobaggan around trees and rocks, her expression turning focused as the wind whips back her hair. And then--] Oh, no, no! Move, rabbit, run! Hey--ah--!!!! [After wildly veering, once she hits a fallen tree, Aerith and journal are airborne. Too bad they have to come back down, but at least it's in a snowdrift, right?]
...Mmmf.
[...FEEL FREE TO ACTION IT UP / BE SLEDDING WITH HER? She's on the lower part of the mountain slope, closest to the village. Or just shake your head at her from afar, whatever.]
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Jack. Jack Horner, nice to meet you. Are you alright? That tumble you took didn't look so good either.
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[Naaaala we both know this is really silly but please make my tush feel less crushed--
okay this isn't how Aerith actually does her healing magic, but anyway. She's getting it done with a brief spell.]
There!
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What was that?
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Healing magic. Have you heard of Nala? You probably don't need to make her acquaintance, but she's one of the spirits here and teaches people how to heal.
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[Magic users are usually pretty old. Not always physically either. And yet there's that look in her eyes that, well, doesn't give him any indication that she's any older than she looks. Odd.]
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So... are you a New Feather, Jack?
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About two weeks in. How about you?
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I've always been an explorer. I've been all over the world, in fact. [Several worlds in fact.] Of course, you can't get to any of them here, but you can always read about them. And if you find somewhere that sounds interesting, there's a good chance I may have been there.
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How do you travel between worlds, anyway? [She's leaning in a little; she is curious.]
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Portals. All worlds are connected by them, linking one world to another. They're not all obvious and hard to find, but you can really get around once you know where they are. Most of the time, they're kept secret. But sometimes... [With a swish of his hand, he pulls a Jack of Spades out of 'thin air.] some things just slip through.
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--And then her thoughtfulness is jarred by the sudden appearance of the Jack, prompting a small snort and a smile. They've gone from world-hopping to parlor tricks, have they?]
Slip through with slick fingers.
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Exactly. There's nothing like traveling to a new world. It's a fresh new start, you can call yourself whatever you want. Unless you're famous enough for your stories to reach other worlds before you do. [Which had happened on occasion. Sometimes favorably. Other times... not so much.]
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