@Danvers That's fine! The character looks good- I don't think she would have been moved around from family to family if she was an orphan, as Liberty has a system for older (non-baby) orphans where they can be trained into model citizen/soldiers, but that's a real minor thing. She's approved otherwise, so feel free to join the Discord! I already have an idea as to help you get into the story, if you're interested.
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I'm EchoicChamber, though I mostly go by Echo.
I'm in my twenties, and returned here on a whim.
I have no idea what's happening at any given moment.
I'm in my twenties, and returned here on a whim.
I have no idea what's happening at any given moment.
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@Shard I noticed you mentioned magic and the supernatural in some points in your page, which I just wanted want to throw out a reminder about in that magic doesn’t exist really in this canon. Other than that, he’s approved!
Bump! We could use more Ashlanders in particular, but all are welcome. c:
It took only a few pumps for the bucket to be filled. Wiping her forehead, Epsilon picked it up, hefting it into a position best suitable for not letting the contents slosh out and onto the thirsty soil at her feet. She would probably have to go out again a few more times- it wasn’t like they could just switch on a tap and, bippity boppity, they had running water at their fingertips- but Caroline wasn’t exactly strong enough to pump yet, and it wasn’t a backbreaking task. It felt good, too. Nothing to focus on but the feel of metal clasped in her hands, the satisfaction in filling up the bucket, pump by pump.
She was toting the water back inside when she heard the faint sounds of...something. Brows arching, Epsilon turned. There, over the hills, she could make out two distant figures approaching. Blurs, really. She watched for a moment, before shifting the bucket to one arm, putting her fingers to her mouth, and letting out the call of a blackbird. It sounded out into the (relatively) empty clearing, echoing faintly.
There was a pause, then from inside the house, a quiet, clumsy sort of imitation of a loon’s cry.
Ah, Caroline.
Epsilon opened the door of the house just enough to push the water inside, and close it back up again. Delivery made, she leaned against the stone wall of the shack. Her fingers fished around in her pocket for her cigs, eventually finding them along with a battered old lighter. Say what you would about Erubesco and its whole lot, but they made some damn good smokes. She lit one up and brought it to her lips as she watched the figures approach, taking in a leisurely drag.
If she wasn’t keeping an ear out for them, she wouldn’t have even noticed the whispering of little footsteps within the house, darting to and fro.
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She was toting the water back inside when she heard the faint sounds of...something. Brows arching, Epsilon turned. There, over the hills, she could make out two distant figures approaching. Blurs, really. She watched for a moment, before shifting the bucket to one arm, putting her fingers to her mouth, and letting out the call of a blackbird. It sounded out into the (relatively) empty clearing, echoing faintly.
There was a pause, then from inside the house, a quiet, clumsy sort of imitation of a loon’s cry.
Ah, Caroline.
Epsilon opened the door of the house just enough to push the water inside, and close it back up again. Delivery made, she leaned against the stone wall of the shack. Her fingers fished around in her pocket for her cigs, eventually finding them along with a battered old lighter. Say what you would about Erubesco and its whole lot, but they made some damn good smokes. She lit one up and brought it to her lips as she watched the figures approach, taking in a leisurely drag.
If she wasn’t keeping an ear out for them, she wouldn’t have even noticed the whispering of little footsteps within the house, darting to and fro.
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@Shard We’re always accepting! A knight would be fine.
@Jinxer Approved! Having to take a while is fine, and the page looks okay. c:
@VitoftheVoid Approved!
The Erubescan Citadel
Cordelia brightened as two Lords- for, oh, they were most certainly lords, not many could dress in such lavish ways- strode into the room, and, immediately, she rose, dropping into a stiff sort of curtsy before the two. She had made sure to wear a skirt for the occasion, a cheerful spring green thing, which she brought up in the proper way before letting it fall and sitting back down.
“Cordelia. Cordelia Vasilisa.” The name rolled cheerfully from her tongue, despite the scandalous connotations it might have brought in some circles. “It’s an honor. An honor to meet you both. Lords Santora and Durmont.” There was something else in her voice, too, besides the cheer. A sort of rushed breathiness, a sort of odd quirk to her voice that seemed to stick even in the presence of such influential figures.
“I’m one of the Alchemists working in the Citadel. One of the leading ones. Not a Knight Commander, but a leading alchemist. Working in the Citadel. It’s a pleasure to have you here.”
It was a good thing that the presentation wouldn’t be starting for a while, or else Cordelia would have been somewhat irked by the next man who burst into the meeting hall, weapons swinging, fingers working a cigarette out of his pockets and lighting it up. The smile didn’t fade from Cordelia’s lips, but she tilted her head in a way akin to that of a curious bird as she took in the obvious Ashlander, the obvious intruder.
“I was not. I didn’t invite anyone like you. Who are you? Why are you here? Inside the Citadel. Inside the Erubesco base. This is a meeting. A very important meeting.” And then the voice of SCEPTRE came online. Because Cordelia hadn’t told a lie about not knowing who the stranger was, she remained dutifully silent, trusting the AI to take care of the little problem if no one vouched for it.
Another Alchemist filtered in, followed by two Knights- one of which made a bombastic entrance, screaming from the very tops of his lungs (something Cordelia didn’t even seem to register, her face didn’t change from that polite smile), and the other dressed in a way that would most definitely draw the eye. Of course, her face was enough to draw the eye as it was, given that it had been plastered over every advertisement for the past who-knows. She addressed the Alchemist first, bobbing her head in greeting, before her eyes drifted to Kora Norrevinter, the gold of her eyes almost seeming to glint in the lighting of the room.
“Knight Norrevinter. You’re just in time. Time for the meeting. The important meeting, discussing research funding. You’re just in time.”
Cordelia glanced towards the entrance of the meeting hall.
Her veins buzzed with anticipation.
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@Rex Nah, it’s fine. It’s nothing that can’t be addressed in canon, like I said.
Hey, @Rex, I noticed an error in your post. You put that Kora was at the meeting already, when she’s actually somewhere else doing a photo shoot. c:
Also, for clarification, the meeting is supposed to be a funding sort of event (as loosely mentioned by Cordelia in her post, though perhaps I should have clarified OOC, cause I wrote it in a janky way on purpose). Knights, Lords/Ladies, and research staff will likely be there because I thought it was the easiest way to get the current Erubescians interacting, but I’m not sure what Drake would be able to do or why he would be there. Additionally, normally mercenaries aren’t allowed in the Citadel itself, but that’s also something else that’s my fault for not bringing up, and there could be an explanation as to why he’s there. Perhaps we could work something out, like him being hired as a bodyguard for one of the nobles?
EDIT: I’m not asking you to take out him being there, by the way. It can easily be addressed IC, so you don’t have to change your post. c:
Also, for clarification, the meeting is supposed to be a funding sort of event (as loosely mentioned by Cordelia in her post, though perhaps I should have clarified OOC, cause I wrote it in a janky way on purpose). Knights, Lords/Ladies, and research staff will likely be there because I thought it was the easiest way to get the current Erubescians interacting, but I’m not sure what Drake would be able to do or why he would be there. Additionally, normally mercenaries aren’t allowed in the Citadel itself, but that’s also something else that’s my fault for not bringing up, and there could be an explanation as to why he’s there. Perhaps we could work something out, like him being hired as a bodyguard for one of the nobles?
EDIT: I’m not asking you to take out him being there, by the way. It can easily be addressed IC, so you don’t have to change your post. c:
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