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I: Delivery to Elysium
Elysium-the-city was far larger than Natalia had first assumed. Not that this was a problem for her-- a day or two among the rooftops, and she would know this place as well as anyone who lived here.

For now, though, she was momentarily relying on a map she kept carefully tucked away, and an address on a box with a memorized order form (and countersign, and counter-countersign, easily handwaved).

Being a delivery girl was hardly a novel cover, but it was precisely because such things were ubiquitous that it was easy to slip into the role as she came around the service entrance. Add perhaps a touch of bitter expression at the cold-- she didn't even have to try for that one-- and things would, hopefully, work just fine.


II: Blames Her Tools (Vault)
Natalia, after spending the better part of a day hitting targets from as extreme a range as the Vault could afford, was now overhauling her rifle, first cleaning the inside of the barrel with a cloth and a cleaning rod, and then disassembling it, screw by painstaking screw.

The casings were drying on a separate cloth nearby, with the scent of soap and water, waiting for an oven to finish getting up to the proper temperature.

It took up an entire gunsmith's bench, between the disassembly and the casings waiting for annealing and rolling and fitting and loading, but there was something to it. A peace, in an artisan's craft.

She looked at the tool rack above her and clicked her tongue.

She would have to go hunting for that particular tool.

Okay. Smooth hair. Stand properly. Act like you're supposed to be here.

Time to go among the other workbenches. Or workshops, if she had to.


III: Wildcard
Bug Natalia because she looks suspicious or because you need something.
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Re: II: Vault and Tools

Date: 2024-12-26 09:07 pm (UTC)
harlequinchimera: (Default)
From: [personal profile] harlequinchimera
Oki's eyeridges raised and she gave a warmer smile and a chuckle. "Strong beer will suit me fine."

She leaned forward, places both of her elbows on the table before her, resting her chin on folded fingers, watching now intently and with more than a small glint of humor in her eyes.

Date: 2024-12-26 11:45 pm (UTC)
newmemorywhodis: (Happy 08)
From: [personal profile] newmemorywhodis
All of her praise at his skill with a bow, or a sword, had barely gained any reaction from Link. He'd just nodded and accepted it without a word, his expression never changing.

But when she compliments his cooking - now there's a rare flash of expression, as Link practically lights up at the praise.

Fighting is his trade, and Link does is well. But cooking is clearly what Link loves.

Date: 2024-12-27 12:14 am (UTC)
newmemorywhodis: (Happy 04)
From: [personal profile] newmemorywhodis
Link nods. Yes, he'd like ingredients! Link always wants more ingredients. Nevermind that he's got a ridiculous number of them already stored in his korok-enchanted pack.

But more than ingredients, there's something he'd like that's even more valuable.

"...You know any recipes?" he asks.

Re: II: Vault and Tools

Date: 2024-12-27 02:21 pm (UTC)
harlequinchimera: (sidelong)
From: [personal profile] harlequinchimera
Oki rose, taking the strong beer in a hand and meeting Natalia's eyes with a smile. She sniffed a bit, taking in the nose of the drink, the mixture of spice, citrus and fruit making her smile a bit more.

She raises her glass too, smiling a bit wider, though her look softens measurably. She reaches out then, her hands large and her fingers long - and would gently put one of her hands alongside Natalia's, if she could, a concerned, even maternal sort of gesture and she responds.

"To your health and fangs, and to all those gone before, till sea swallows all," she says softly. She would release the very-gentle grip she had taken, after merely a moment and withdraw, looking a touch uncomfortable.

"Apologies," she said, with a nod of respect.

Was there color near the bold white spots under the chimera's eyes?

Date: 2024-12-27 10:28 pm (UTC)
edaciousness: icon by <user name="vikael"> (007)
From: [personal profile] edaciousness
"It might at that. That's the nature of war. I try to remember it isn't, and do everything in my power to make sure it stays that way. Worrying about every other soul pressed into service is exhausting. I'll free the ones I can, when the opportunity arises." He understands their plight, but he won't let the guilt of it weigh him down.

"Peasants fight an Emperor's war, and they're the ones who die for it. A familiar and very old song. Perhaps someone should change its tempo."

That was why they were all here, wasn't it? "You seem familiar enough with this weapon. Do you use them often?"
Edited Date: 2024-12-27 10:28 pm (UTC)

Re: II: Vault and Tools

Date: 2024-12-28 01:41 am (UTC)
harlequinchimera: (sidelong)
From: [personal profile] harlequinchimera
Oki's gaze was direct for a moment, sharp. She tilted her head and her color returned to normal. "You're very cold, and your reaction says that this is not your normal state of things."

She settled back into her chair, sipping from her mug a bit. "Nothing you cannot handle, but the mission worries you. Well, worry is... natural. Fear is a part of us all, Natalia." She looked over, warmly. "It comes down to training how your mind works with worry, and that..."

She paused, looking over at the still-shivering Natalia and gave a somber look and a slow nod. "That's one of the biggest challenges. Please, relax if you can."

She looked thoughtfully at Natalia for a long moment. "I confess, your temperature has me considering... shooing you off to the baths or the like, Natalia - hypothermia and frostbite are mighty foes, indeed."

Date: 2024-12-28 09:19 am (UTC)
newmemorywhodis: (Puzzled 01)
From: [personal profile] newmemorywhodis
She'd just rattled off a whole series of recipes, but the only names that were of any familiarity to him at all were the soups and the stuffed cabbage. The rest just gets a blank, uncomprehending stare.

Is he...meant to know those? It seemed like she was expecting him to know those. Maybe it was a translation issue? No one else spoke Link's native Hylian after all. The Imperial they conversed in was a second language to him.

"...Blin?" He says, deciding to start with that one. Maybe if she describes it, he can connect it to a familiar dish...?

Re: Natalia Gains Sickness II

Date: 2024-12-29 12:51 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] harlequinchimera
She nodded a bit and smiled. "So, you sometimes grow very deep cold and it seems tied to your recall of memories." She seemed to relax, at least marginally. "I have seen what too much cold can do firsthand, it's almost as fast and silent a killer as you and I are - it can be a very good tool in your arsenal on some missions, if you can keep yourself safe from it." She chuckled a bit and raised her mug. "Each of us has things we must do to be who we are, and that's not just part of the discipline."

"And things that come with being us." She pointedly tapped her own left temple, near the orbit of her left eye. The eye was a different color from the right and if one happened to look closer, it would be pretty obviously artificial.

Date: 2024-12-30 01:17 am (UTC)
newmemorywhodis: (Puzzled 03)
From: [personal profile] newmemorywhodis
"Like...crepes?" Link says, naming the closest dish he knew to what she described. But he's still frowning faintly, because it doesn't seem quite right...

Link knew plenty of recipes. But he didn't know all of them.

Date: 2024-12-30 06:11 am (UTC)
edaciousness: icon by <user name="vikael"> (011)
From: [personal profile] edaciousness
It's strange, because her speech is completely alien, and yet it feels like the Kalyazi language of his own world. How can words be completely different and yet so hauntingly similar?

"Is that not the point of the Vault? Do you know how these spring-loaded boxes are formed? Perhaps the right ingenuity would solve your problem."

Re: Natalia Gains Sickness II

Date: 2024-12-30 08:03 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] harlequinchimera
She nods, slowly, looking thoughtful again. "Cold, as if immersed in ice and snow."

She tapped the orbit of her left eye again. "This? A correction of a deficit from my6 birth - the real difficulty was the calibration and the training that went with its use."

She shrugged. "I do not remember the implantation specifically."

Re: Natalia Gains Sickness II

Date: 2024-12-30 04:53 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] harlequinchimera
Oki gave a warm, surprisingly bright and toothy smile to the question.

She had had many reactions to the sight and knowledge of the eye, ranging from outright disgust and anger to dismissal. Curiosity of this kind was rare. "Thus far, no. It will not be due for a charge for... decades. I avoid putting my eyes in the line of fire for obvious reasons. And well," She actually laughed softly. "A round that hits my eye is going to cause me more trouble than just damaging the circuitry."
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