Totally still here, just been super busy, know I need to post, hoping to have something by tomorrow. I'll see what the lunchbreak brings, but right now it's half past 1 AM.
Axel, if you're eager to go ahead without any input from me, don't let me hold you back.
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Sorry I've been absent for a bit, work's been busy and I'm travelling on business. Just got in the hotel not 30 minutes ago.
I'll see if I can add more stuff to Betel 'n I's collab within the next couple of days.
I'll see if I can add more stuff to Betel 'n I's collab within the next couple of days.
Thanks! I don't think that any of the other ones are as good as that one, but the first 3 ain't half bad.
Axel, if you desire please feel free to have Kaiver answer any questions he feels he should, she's asking quite a few. Even ones she didn't ask but would, like "How long have you been a Ranger?", "How do you know Naki?", or anything else like that. Or he could answer none of them and ignore her, or ask some questions himself.
Axel, if you desire please feel free to have Kaiver answer any questions he feels he should, she's asking quite a few. Even ones she didn't ask but would, like "How long have you been a Ranger?", "How do you know Naki?", or anything else like that. Or he could answer none of them and ignore her, or ask some questions himself.
The Kokiri child, becoming bored and distracted once more, had returned to the shady depths of her booth to tend to her explosive brew, stirring it with glazed eyes that stared past the glowing concoction. She had left her bread half-finished on the countertop as Shila was speaking to Elder Lyontus, feeling cross from being scolded. Did they not realize that she had already realized her mistake? She didn't need it hammered into her. The potion began to percolate, and Mila continued to watch it with an empty gaze. It shouldn't be too long before it was ready, just another dozen minutes or so.
"I can do it myself..." she pouted at Naklov, not turning away from her hunched position over her alchemy set. She didn't appreciate being talked down to like a child. She was older than anyone in Hyrule for Farore's sake! But no, no one can just let her craft potions in peace, they have to rub her nose in it.
"I won't get arrested, I'm not doing anything wrong!" Mila protested, her mood soured. "The Gorons can sell bombs and the smithies can sell swords and arrows, it's not fair that I can't sell potions! He said he needed to protect himself and he was much too thin to hold a sword so I... I thought it was a good idea! I'm not a little kid!" The rusty-haired girl began to grow more annoyed with herself as she spoke, desperately trying to defend a blatantly bad decision. The more words came out of her mouth, the more wrong she sounded, but she didn't know what else she could other than try to talk her way through it. Embarrassment gave way to shame as she stared into her controversial concoction. It was wrong of her, but she didn't see that at the time. She saw only a customer and a challenge worthy of her intellectual skills. Few alchemists were as gifted as she, and she had been eager to brew him a potion that displayed this.
...But it was still wrong, and as much as she could defend it selling the thin man the potion would not be the wise thing to do. Her emerald eyes flicked to his when he mentioned the Goddesses giving her visions at night, and her foul demeanor melted away into her familiar energetic smile as she bounced over to the counter.
"Oh yes! Farore has been speaking to me while I sleep, and she told me to be here today! It's a great honor to be an envoy of the divine, dontcha think? Hee hee! I thought that I was the only one! Did Nayru ask you to be here at the Hero of Time Festival, Naki? I wonder who Din had asked? Ha! Maybe I already know them just like I know you! Tee hee hee hee!" The little girl had become giddy as she had brought up her sacred mission. While it did not appear to be so, Mila had been puzzling it all morning. She figured that being productive was better than lazing around waiting for a sign, so she had planned in advance to sell potions to fund whatever she may need on her journey.
...In hindsight, a Cuckoo's egg load of good that did, but she was overjoyed that Elder Lyontus was a part of her little secret. As she began to prattle his ear off about the Goddesses and how happy she was and what they could be summoned for, she was interrupted by a taller, bearded man, bearing the insignia of the Royal House of Hyrule. The child remained silent as her emerald orbs darted back and forth as the men engaged in conversation. Important conversation from the sound of it. Mila felt like she'd skipped over a key chapter in a novel. A Chillfos? A rogue Sheikah? The Gerudo King? The little girl couldn't make heads or tails of it, and when she looked to her fairy companion she simply fluttered around, nearly as lost as she was.
Mila continued to watch perplexed when Elder Lyontus mentioned bringing her along, when she pointed at her own chest as to question if it was her she was referring to. Her eyes lit up when the realization fully settled, and the tall man whistled for his steed. This was it! The adventure that the great Goddess of Courage had intended on her to embark upon! Her face felt flush as the blood rushed to it, and she grew more excited than she had all day. Mila hopped up and down and clapped her hands ecstatically.
"Yaaaay!" she cheered, "I wanna go! I wanna go! Go on an adventuuuure~!" When the tall man introduced himself as Kaiver Greison, she took his hand with both of hers and throttled it up and down with boundless energy.
"It's so so very nice to meet you! My name's Mila and I'm a Kokiri and I'm almost a-hundred-and-thirty-eight years old and-" Her face fell into shock for just a moment, as if a sound only she could hear had rang out throughout the festival.
"I'llberightback!" Mila broke eye contact and scurried back behind the vine curtains of her stall leaving them to sway where she once had been. Scrambling over to her makeshift cauldron, Mila dug into her pack and pulled out her canteen, dumping the contents onto the charcoal. Cautiously, she also produced a glass jar and gently began to scoop the brew inside.
"Be careful," her fairy warned.
"I'm careful."
"Carefully now..."
"I'm being careful..."
The concoction was a murky grey color with a slight tinge of green like swamp water, giving off a soft glow from its glass case. It smelled of gunpowder and iron, and Mila was impressed with her handiwork. She couldn't really test it until an opportunity arose, but she was sure that it would make a magnificent 'boom'. Wrapping it securely in her cloak to avoid it clanking and rattling against anything in her pack and potentially killing them all, she fit it snugly in one of the side pouches of her pack, turning to her tarp which she tossed her alchemist set into and folded it into a big ball that she also stuffed into her pack. With all of her things physically prepared and herself mentally prepared, the Kokiri scuttled to the front sign and turned it around to indicate close of business. Taking Kaiver's hand, he lifted her up and plopped her down on the horse to sit in front of him.
"Did Din speak to you in your dreams, Mister? What did she say? Does she sound as pretty as I think she sounds? Who's this Sheikah and what Chillfos? Is the Gerudo King really coming back? Where are we going? Can we have lunch when we get there? Have you ever met the King before? What's your horse's name? Why do you need me to come along? Is it because..." Mila began to ask an armful of questions in a rapid-fire fashion as the old man, the ranger, and the little girl began to ride.
"I can do it myself..." she pouted at Naklov, not turning away from her hunched position over her alchemy set. She didn't appreciate being talked down to like a child. She was older than anyone in Hyrule for Farore's sake! But no, no one can just let her craft potions in peace, they have to rub her nose in it.
"I won't get arrested, I'm not doing anything wrong!" Mila protested, her mood soured. "The Gorons can sell bombs and the smithies can sell swords and arrows, it's not fair that I can't sell potions! He said he needed to protect himself and he was much too thin to hold a sword so I... I thought it was a good idea! I'm not a little kid!" The rusty-haired girl began to grow more annoyed with herself as she spoke, desperately trying to defend a blatantly bad decision. The more words came out of her mouth, the more wrong she sounded, but she didn't know what else she could other than try to talk her way through it. Embarrassment gave way to shame as she stared into her controversial concoction. It was wrong of her, but she didn't see that at the time. She saw only a customer and a challenge worthy of her intellectual skills. Few alchemists were as gifted as she, and she had been eager to brew him a potion that displayed this.
...But it was still wrong, and as much as she could defend it selling the thin man the potion would not be the wise thing to do. Her emerald eyes flicked to his when he mentioned the Goddesses giving her visions at night, and her foul demeanor melted away into her familiar energetic smile as she bounced over to the counter.
"Oh yes! Farore has been speaking to me while I sleep, and she told me to be here today! It's a great honor to be an envoy of the divine, dontcha think? Hee hee! I thought that I was the only one! Did Nayru ask you to be here at the Hero of Time Festival, Naki? I wonder who Din had asked? Ha! Maybe I already know them just like I know you! Tee hee hee hee!" The little girl had become giddy as she had brought up her sacred mission. While it did not appear to be so, Mila had been puzzling it all morning. She figured that being productive was better than lazing around waiting for a sign, so she had planned in advance to sell potions to fund whatever she may need on her journey.
...In hindsight, a Cuckoo's egg load of good that did, but she was overjoyed that Elder Lyontus was a part of her little secret. As she began to prattle his ear off about the Goddesses and how happy she was and what they could be summoned for, she was interrupted by a taller, bearded man, bearing the insignia of the Royal House of Hyrule. The child remained silent as her emerald orbs darted back and forth as the men engaged in conversation. Important conversation from the sound of it. Mila felt like she'd skipped over a key chapter in a novel. A Chillfos? A rogue Sheikah? The Gerudo King? The little girl couldn't make heads or tails of it, and when she looked to her fairy companion she simply fluttered around, nearly as lost as she was.
Mila continued to watch perplexed when Elder Lyontus mentioned bringing her along, when she pointed at her own chest as to question if it was her she was referring to. Her eyes lit up when the realization fully settled, and the tall man whistled for his steed. This was it! The adventure that the great Goddess of Courage had intended on her to embark upon! Her face felt flush as the blood rushed to it, and she grew more excited than she had all day. Mila hopped up and down and clapped her hands ecstatically.
"Yaaaay!" she cheered, "I wanna go! I wanna go! Go on an adventuuuure~!" When the tall man introduced himself as Kaiver Greison, she took his hand with both of hers and throttled it up and down with boundless energy.
"It's so so very nice to meet you! My name's Mila and I'm a Kokiri and I'm almost a-hundred-and-thirty-eight years old and-" Her face fell into shock for just a moment, as if a sound only she could hear had rang out throughout the festival.
"I'llberightback!" Mila broke eye contact and scurried back behind the vine curtains of her stall leaving them to sway where she once had been. Scrambling over to her makeshift cauldron, Mila dug into her pack and pulled out her canteen, dumping the contents onto the charcoal. Cautiously, she also produced a glass jar and gently began to scoop the brew inside.
"Be careful," her fairy warned.
"I'm careful."
"Carefully now..."
"I'm being careful..."
The concoction was a murky grey color with a slight tinge of green like swamp water, giving off a soft glow from its glass case. It smelled of gunpowder and iron, and Mila was impressed with her handiwork. She couldn't really test it until an opportunity arose, but she was sure that it would make a magnificent 'boom'. Wrapping it securely in her cloak to avoid it clanking and rattling against anything in her pack and potentially killing them all, she fit it snugly in one of the side pouches of her pack, turning to her tarp which she tossed her alchemist set into and folded it into a big ball that she also stuffed into her pack. With all of her things physically prepared and herself mentally prepared, the Kokiri scuttled to the front sign and turned it around to indicate close of business. Taking Kaiver's hand, he lifted her up and plopped her down on the horse to sit in front of him.
"Did Din speak to you in your dreams, Mister? What did she say? Does she sound as pretty as I think she sounds? Who's this Sheikah and what Chillfos? Is the Gerudo King really coming back? Where are we going? Can we have lunch when we get there? Have you ever met the King before? What's your horse's name? Why do you need me to come along? Is it because..." Mila began to ask an armful of questions in a rapid-fire fashion as the old man, the ranger, and the little girl began to ride.
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I'd ask Dervish. He's a cool guy. I think he's also got a backup character for an occasion like this, if I'm not mistaken...
Looks like everyone is flocking to the graveyard. What an emo group we have... Make's Lethe's job easy, I suppose.
However, they may initially meet some resistance from the Kokiri girl. Shila will most certainly disapprove of the company of rogues, and I'm guessing that Magus being the one to recognize Mila (the little girl garbed in green, red hair tied with a green ribbon that he was speaking to moments before) will be the one to seek her out. But when Mila discovers that he too has been hearing the Whispers, she will meet him with indignation. For when a religious girl discovers that one of her valued customers had tried to request an exploding potion to use on her Goddess, she will demand her goggles be returned to her and refuse to sell him anything. Similarly, Cain can also expect a healthy amount of religious debate from the wee one. I'm expecting her to stick closer to the more good or neutral members of the group, save for Frore because he's a monster and it's ingrained deep within her to stay away from them or die and including Vie because she's still a kid like her. Funny how the innocent little puppies-and-unicorns potions girl might not mesh with nearly half the party...
That being said, O Glorious Helix Fossil, Beacon of Anarchy, do you think you could have a little somethin' somethin' for the Green One in your next post? I'll be your best friiieeeend....
However, they may initially meet some resistance from the Kokiri girl. Shila will most certainly disapprove of the company of rogues, and I'm guessing that Magus being the one to recognize Mila (the little girl garbed in green, red hair tied with a green ribbon that he was speaking to moments before) will be the one to seek her out. But when Mila discovers that he too has been hearing the Whispers, she will meet him with indignation. For when a religious girl discovers that one of her valued customers had tried to request an exploding potion to use on her Goddess, she will demand her goggles be returned to her and refuse to sell him anything. Similarly, Cain can also expect a healthy amount of religious debate from the wee one. I'm expecting her to stick closer to the more good or neutral members of the group, save for Frore because he's a monster and it's ingrained deep within her to stay away from them or die and including Vie because she's still a kid like her. Funny how the innocent little puppies-and-unicorns potions girl might not mesh with nearly half the party...
That being said, O Glorious Helix Fossil, Beacon of Anarchy, do you think you could have a little somethin' somethin' for the Green One in your next post? I'll be your best friiieeeend....
Y'know, it took me until I posted just now to realize that I've taken 5 WHOLE DAYS to get another IC post up. Terribly sorry for that.
Little interesting bit about Mila being naughty, and a little insight into how a Kokiri's fairy companion is essentially their Jiminy Cricket as well as keeping them safe. Plus a little footnote about the Whispers that could open up more interesting conversation.
Little interesting bit about Mila being naughty, and a little insight into how a Kokiri's fairy companion is essentially their Jiminy Cricket as well as keeping them safe. Plus a little footnote about the Whispers that could open up more interesting conversation.
"Oh!" Mila's eyes came alight when Elder Lyontus spoke up. She did have that nasty habit of letting her mouth run, or so Shila tells her.
"Uuuh..." the little girl blanked, "...Well, Kakariko Village is a mining town, right? And the Goron Brothers are selling bombs and things for them to help, so I thought I would too!" she beamed.
"Mila..." her fairy warned accusingly. The Kokiri's smile faded and her eyebrows furrowed as she peered up to the glowing orb. Shila had known better. Not only did she have all the facts, Mila rarely took that long of pauses in her speech nor did she speak so succinctly. It was a little tell when she was fibbing. Although the Kokiri child would argue that she was technically telling the truth because that's what she planned to do once it became popular enough to market across the fair, she was aware that her fairy would have none of it.
"I... uuh... a customer asked for it!" she smiled once more.
"Mila... Which customer?" Shila threatened once more. The rusty-haired girl looked nervously to her fairy again before boring her eyes into the countertop.
"...It was skinny man in the cloak..." she muttered, defeated. Shila flitted over to Elder Lyontus, encircling his head slowly.
"He swindled Mila into stealing her goggles," she explained in her haughty, condescending tone. Mila's face rose from the wood paneling with an angry frown.
"Did not! I'm trading Kaboom Potion for Goggles of Darkvision and he will come back and that'll show you!" Mila pulled her lower eyelid down and stuck her tongue out at the golden orb of light. If one could see pass the luminescent glow, they would similarly see Shila sticking her tongue out as well. And then Mila became increasingly aware that Naki was there and the color drained from her face.
"Oh! B-but don't worry about me! Eee hee!" she giggled anxiously, waving her hands up defensively, "That's what the waivers are for! If the Gorons can sell explosives, then why can't I? That's not fair! And I'm not selling weapons, I'm selling medicine that just blows up sometimes if you drop it! Alchemy is ill-understood anyway, you know that! It would be impossible for anyone to tell what it is unless they were an Alchemist, and I won't have any accidents because I'm being super careful! I've got my Alchemist's license an-"
"Mila!" Shila barked at her, demanding the Kokiri's silence. A promise that was delivered as her lips pursed tightly.
"After you get your goggles back, if you get your goggles back, no more potions that can harm anyone."
"Yes Shila..." Mila said emptily, gazing at the wood grain of the stall's counter guiltily.
"I want to her you say it," the fairy chided. Mila took a sighing breath.
"I won't make anymore potions that can hurt somebody..."
"And you won't sell potions to shady characters."
"And I won't sell potions to people of questionable morals..."
"And why did you do it?" The Kokiri girl thought for a moment before carefully selecting her answer.
"I did it because I got excited and wanted to make something challenging instead of boring old healing potions..."
"And I want you to apologize to Elder Lyontus for lying to him," the glowing ball of light demanded. The little girl looked up incredulously at her sprite.
"But I didn't lie! I was-" Mila was interrupted by the sound of several sharp, high pitched rings of a bell, and the threatening bounce of her fey companion.
"Sorry Naki," she responded immediately. Dejected, the little potion girl, leaned an elbow on her booth, boring her gaze downward. Her empty emerald eyes flitted over to the stale bread that the beggar twig man never took, and she broke off a piece and began to crunch on it to ease the lump in her stomach.
"I'm terribly sorry about this," Shila apologized to the elder alchemist, "You know her, she's usually much better behaved than this. I think it's the strange dreams she's been having."
"Uuuh..." the little girl blanked, "...Well, Kakariko Village is a mining town, right? And the Goron Brothers are selling bombs and things for them to help, so I thought I would too!" she beamed.
"Mila..." her fairy warned accusingly. The Kokiri's smile faded and her eyebrows furrowed as she peered up to the glowing orb. Shila had known better. Not only did she have all the facts, Mila rarely took that long of pauses in her speech nor did she speak so succinctly. It was a little tell when she was fibbing. Although the Kokiri child would argue that she was technically telling the truth because that's what she planned to do once it became popular enough to market across the fair, she was aware that her fairy would have none of it.
"I... uuh... a customer asked for it!" she smiled once more.
"Mila... Which customer?" Shila threatened once more. The rusty-haired girl looked nervously to her fairy again before boring her eyes into the countertop.
"...It was skinny man in the cloak..." she muttered, defeated. Shila flitted over to Elder Lyontus, encircling his head slowly.
"He swindled Mila into stealing her goggles," she explained in her haughty, condescending tone. Mila's face rose from the wood paneling with an angry frown.
"Did not! I'm trading Kaboom Potion for Goggles of Darkvision and he will come back and that'll show you!" Mila pulled her lower eyelid down and stuck her tongue out at the golden orb of light. If one could see pass the luminescent glow, they would similarly see Shila sticking her tongue out as well. And then Mila became increasingly aware that Naki was there and the color drained from her face.
"Oh! B-but don't worry about me! Eee hee!" she giggled anxiously, waving her hands up defensively, "That's what the waivers are for! If the Gorons can sell explosives, then why can't I? That's not fair! And I'm not selling weapons, I'm selling medicine that just blows up sometimes if you drop it! Alchemy is ill-understood anyway, you know that! It would be impossible for anyone to tell what it is unless they were an Alchemist, and I won't have any accidents because I'm being super careful! I've got my Alchemist's license an-"
"Mila!" Shila barked at her, demanding the Kokiri's silence. A promise that was delivered as her lips pursed tightly.
"After you get your goggles back, if you get your goggles back, no more potions that can harm anyone."
"Yes Shila..." Mila said emptily, gazing at the wood grain of the stall's counter guiltily.
"I want to her you say it," the fairy chided. Mila took a sighing breath.
"I won't make anymore potions that can hurt somebody..."
"And you won't sell potions to shady characters."
"And I won't sell potions to people of questionable morals..."
"And why did you do it?" The Kokiri girl thought for a moment before carefully selecting her answer.
"I did it because I got excited and wanted to make something challenging instead of boring old healing potions..."
"And I want you to apologize to Elder Lyontus for lying to him," the glowing ball of light demanded. The little girl looked up incredulously at her sprite.
"But I didn't lie! I was-" Mila was interrupted by the sound of several sharp, high pitched rings of a bell, and the threatening bounce of her fey companion.
"Sorry Naki," she responded immediately. Dejected, the little potion girl, leaned an elbow on her booth, boring her gaze downward. Her empty emerald eyes flitted over to the stale bread that the beggar twig man never took, and she broke off a piece and began to crunch on it to ease the lump in her stomach.
"I'm terribly sorry about this," Shila apologized to the elder alchemist, "You know her, she's usually much better behaved than this. I think it's the strange dreams she's been having."
Alright, I done did posted like I said I would.
Lionheart, that one's up for your interpretation. If you want to have Mari actually pull the trigger and force Takashi to summon his Persona, it was implied. But if you don't, she's just holding the Evoker to his head, ready to pull it instead. Kinda set it up for a "What the fuck, girl!?" moment.
Lionheart, that one's up for your interpretation. If you want to have Mari actually pull the trigger and force Takashi to summon his Persona, it was implied. But if you don't, she's just holding the Evoker to his head, ready to pull it instead. Kinda set it up for a "What the fuck, girl!?" moment.
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