Takashi

Mirror, Fox, Key

((Double post is double post.))

Mirror, Fox, Key

TEAM RUTABAGA

Telio returned Fiametta's smile when she approached him with the drawing. It was a kind gesture, and he certainly hadn't expected a noble such as her to dig through the mud for his belongings, but the truth was that he didn't want to see it anymore. The drawing was ruined, unintentionally vandalized by his teammate, and nothing was going to change that. If he kept it, he would just become bitter every time he saw it. Alex seemed to get the point, so Telio didn't want that dark cloud hanging over them as they continued on their journey.

"Thank you," he said, "but I think it would be best if I left that one behind." However, as he spoke he saw a genuine concern in her eyes, as if she had been the one hurt by the vandalization. He sighed. "How about this: if you like it, then you keep it. If a connoisseur appreciates one of my works, then far be it from me to deem it lesser."

It was rare when somebody appreciated the effort and soul that an artist put into a work rather than the physical results of that effort and soul. As successful as he was, Telio was no stranger to public scrutiny. He remembered reading a review of his atlas that called it "a confused hodge-podge of scribbles that doesn't know if it is a map or a picture book." He had learned to take such criticism in stride, but when your very soul resides in every piece, it's hard not to care what others think. Thus, accepting a work that even the artist rejected was a kindness that perhaps neither of them would explicitly understand.

@Turboshitter

Mirror, Fox, Key

I think it may be time to arrive at our destination. Any objections? :D

@Mokley

Any word from Apokalipse? She still hasn't made an intro post.

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*writes down*

I see, has anyone noticed that thats how I have been typing Kelsier's speech?

@Crimson Raven

Well, I think the formality of no contractions is offset by the coarseness of threatening to spank a young woman with her own sword. lol.

Mirror, Fox, Key

@Crimson Raven @Turboshitter As c3p-0h said, looks like you each grabbed my drawing. Maybe each of you found a half of it? Might lead to something later.

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You should use this shade of grey, it's easy on the eyes

@Diggerton

I actually prefer this shade. So much easier to read

Mirror, Fox, Key

TEAM RUTABAGA

Before Telio could even learn the names of his other teammates, he suddenly found himself dripping with water. Telio had expected that as a traveler there would be days where he would end up soaked from the rain or covered in mud. As such, he made sure that his pack was covered with a water-resistant material to protect his supplies. Likewise, his vest was made of a fine silk that the water ran off of rather than soaked into, so at least the core of his body was spared. His sleeves and pants would be soggy for a while, but after an hour or so of sunlight he was sure they would be more or less dry. Were it a hot summer day the bucket of water might even have been refreshing, but on an overcast day like this it was obnoxious at best.

It seemed that team rutabaga was taking the prank rather harshly, and it seemed unlikely that they would leave Enn without somebody getting injured. However, Telio was only half paying attention to the altercation unfolding around him. In his hand, dripping wet, was the sketch he had just finished before he went to greet his team. He stared at the lines -- no they weren't lines anymore. They were vague smudges coming together in such a way that one mighty identify it as "a city," but it was no longer his landscape of Enn. Telio had been dissatisfied with some pieces before, and had disposed of many failed ideas in pursuit of his craft. However, never had anyone vandalized his work before.

He looked back up from his desecrated drawing and saw that a man from team broccoli had come over with the curious strategy of preventing a fight by antagonizing Fiametta. The man called their prankster Alexander Haile. "Just a moment Mr. Haile, if you please," Telio said as the young man tried to push past everyone, shrugging off his actions as insignificant. "There is something I'd like to show you."

He walked over to Alexander, not with anger behind his eyes like the other, nor with sadness, but with stoic solemnity. He held the ruined drawing up for Alex to see and spoke in a stern, sincere voice. "Although I am leaving this city, most of my memories of it are fond. This will likely be the last time I get to see Enn for a long time, so I wanted to draw one last picture here. You cannot make it out from what is left, but I also added some details from memory that I thought complemented the present very well. This picture would have been a comforting reminder of home in bleaker times, as well as a way for me to show any strangers we may meet 'this is where I'm from.' But, you saw fit to take that privilege away from me. I care little about the water, and I am sure that this," he gestured to the ruined drawing once again, "was not factored into your scheme. I would like to leave this city on pleasant terms so I'd be happy to toss this drawing away and treat it as another failed attempt, but I would also like you to think before you decide to act like a child again. Let us have this be the end of it, yes?"

Telio did not wait for a response. He tore out the ruined drawing, crumpled it up, and tossed it over his shoulder. Then, he flashed Alex a quick smile, patted him on the shoulder and looked up at Kelsier, not intimidated by the lash of authority in his voice. "Perhaps the gentleman from team broccoli could select gentler language when seeking to defuse an altercation." Then he turned to Fiametta. "And perhaps miss Anzivino could overlook these grievances for the sake of a pleasant departure." With that, he returned his sketch book to his pack to save it from further damage, then proceeded the grab a bird cage and fell in with spook. They could finish their introductions once everyone's temper had cooled.

@turboshitter @jordy0403 @Crimson Raven

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True, it might not be as bad, who knows. Also, I'm not going to be able to reply for an hour to and hour and a half.

@jordy0403

Well, we seem to be in the "one-a-day" group, so you might want to wait for everybody to have a chance to post anyway. I want to wait for Apokalipse to make an intro post before I go again, but I may at least respond to the water since things seem to be moving a bit quickly.

Mirror, Fox, Key

@jordy0403 Well, neither Telio nor Sweeney have had their say yet. Who knows what could happen...

Mirror, Fox, Key

Yeah he kinda should've known better than to spill buckets of water on a group primarily consisting of young women and, above anything else, a painter. That's asking for trouble xD

@Turboshitter

Especially when you consider what Telio was doing in his first post... But you'll just have to wait until after the last Rutabaga posts to see his response.