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Dec. 19th, 2015 12:24 amWho: Guy and Nami
What: Guy generally doesn't approve of theft, but he does when it's done by somebody hot. ...okay there are other deciding factors too, but she really is gorgeous.
Universe/CR: TotA-world, Luceti CR
Guy kind of wishes Emperor Peony hadn't made such a big deal out of things now. Not many people knew the entire truth behind what had happened at Eldrant, but enough of them knew and everyone trusted Peony and King Ingobert enough to believe them when they said exactly who is responsible for the current peace of their world. It helped that some of the most powerful people were the ones involved, the least of them being Princess Natalia and Jade the Necromancer, so with the royalty backing them up and insisting they claim credit where credit's due, well. The result is this.
Guy has apparently become Grand Chokmah's resident problem solver.
Granted, what he's doing as a result of that new title is a lot more interesting than just wasting away in a manor doing nothing. He can split his time pretty evenly between Sheridan and here, and he gets to help the people of his country without hurting anything or anyone else. He still has to attend meetings and he still has to help Peony out with his rappigs now and then, but being something of a detective is much nicer than being a glorified pet sitter.
It's still a pain though. And when it comes to working with the law, the guards don't always appreciate his input. Being young and suddenly rich doesn't always land you a lot of favor with the lesser nobles already vying for a position he just up and snatched by virtue of deciding that he'd go ahead and claim his family's riches and prestige, according to some rumors. Insisting on dressing like some commoner wasn't exactly doing him any favors either, but Guy go to hell in a handbasket before he'd throw on silks to go barreling through town all day.
Lately though, his job has gotten much worse. The capital guard have their hands full handling monsters, what with the decline of usable fonic artes and technology still not having caught up to bridge the gap in ability. It's monster breeding season and many are flocking back to the surrounding forests to start their families, and the damn things are ten times as aggressive to boot. That leaves the number of people to investigate the sudden rash of thefts very low, so it falls to Guy to do a lot of the footwork.
Not that he minds. The thief tends to stay in the richer parts of the neighborhood, but it was only a matter of time until they migrated elsewhere and Guy would like to keep this sort of thing to the people who can afford it, at the very least. If he makes a show of investigating, the culprit might just move quietly on without bothering anybody. Of course, the ideal outcome here would be apprehension, but whoever it is committing the thefts is very, very good. Never takes too much, never leaves any defining clues or hints. They didn't even figure out it was the same person until they realized that the windows had always been jimmied open more or less the same way.
Still, Guy has another hunch. This pattern isn't as publicized considering its sensitive nature, but after some investigation he found out that all of the places hit belong to nobles who are, more or less, conducting some borderline shady business on the side. Skimming off the tops of their nonprofits, dodging taxes, only just barely skirting on the side of the law to keep out of the cells but, still, are breaking the spirit of it. Guy almost doesn't even want to help, but has to begrudgingly admit that theft is still a crime, even if the people being robbed are disgraceful dredges of society.
So he's here camping one of the likely storehouses to be hit next, waiting in the dark with one of his more lightweight katana's draped over his lap. If this storehouse is hit he's pretty sure he'll be able to catch the thief. He knows this part of the city very well and he's quick, the fastest person in Grand Chokmah to be exact.
It takes a while, a few hours, but in the dark he hears the sound of something being wedged beneath a nearby window and jimmied open. He holds his breath, still, eases his sword silently into the crook of his elbow as he crouches behind the safe. He doesn't hear footsteps so much as feel them and he realizes, with more certainty this time, that whoever is doing this is good. Very, very good.
When he hears the clink of the safe being tampered with and realizes that whoever this thief is is going to crack the damn thing in the dark, he slots a fonstone into place on a nearby lamp and throws the room into glowing red relief to get a good look at the culprit, half-rising but keeping his sword sheathed just in case he can apprehend them without any violence.
And he stops.
"...well well," he murmurs, because Guy's brain has offlined and he can't honestly think of anything else to say. There's no way the person in front of him is who he thinks he sees, because that's impossible. It's been years. It's been years since that place and Guy, he'd resolved to push it away from his mind as a delusion, as- he didn't know, something cooked up by a fever or desperation to try and explain everything that happened to him, the loss of Luke and Asch, maybe. "Don't suppose your name is Nami, is it?" he asks, just because he doesn't know if he'll believe her even if she says yes.
What: Guy generally doesn't approve of theft, but he does when it's done by somebody hot. ...okay there are other deciding factors too, but she really is gorgeous.
Universe/CR: TotA-world, Luceti CR
Guy kind of wishes Emperor Peony hadn't made such a big deal out of things now. Not many people knew the entire truth behind what had happened at Eldrant, but enough of them knew and everyone trusted Peony and King Ingobert enough to believe them when they said exactly who is responsible for the current peace of their world. It helped that some of the most powerful people were the ones involved, the least of them being Princess Natalia and Jade the Necromancer, so with the royalty backing them up and insisting they claim credit where credit's due, well. The result is this.
Guy has apparently become Grand Chokmah's resident problem solver.
Granted, what he's doing as a result of that new title is a lot more interesting than just wasting away in a manor doing nothing. He can split his time pretty evenly between Sheridan and here, and he gets to help the people of his country without hurting anything or anyone else. He still has to attend meetings and he still has to help Peony out with his rappigs now and then, but being something of a detective is much nicer than being a glorified pet sitter.
It's still a pain though. And when it comes to working with the law, the guards don't always appreciate his input. Being young and suddenly rich doesn't always land you a lot of favor with the lesser nobles already vying for a position he just up and snatched by virtue of deciding that he'd go ahead and claim his family's riches and prestige, according to some rumors. Insisting on dressing like some commoner wasn't exactly doing him any favors either, but Guy go to hell in a handbasket before he'd throw on silks to go barreling through town all day.
Lately though, his job has gotten much worse. The capital guard have their hands full handling monsters, what with the decline of usable fonic artes and technology still not having caught up to bridge the gap in ability. It's monster breeding season and many are flocking back to the surrounding forests to start their families, and the damn things are ten times as aggressive to boot. That leaves the number of people to investigate the sudden rash of thefts very low, so it falls to Guy to do a lot of the footwork.
Not that he minds. The thief tends to stay in the richer parts of the neighborhood, but it was only a matter of time until they migrated elsewhere and Guy would like to keep this sort of thing to the people who can afford it, at the very least. If he makes a show of investigating, the culprit might just move quietly on without bothering anybody. Of course, the ideal outcome here would be apprehension, but whoever it is committing the thefts is very, very good. Never takes too much, never leaves any defining clues or hints. They didn't even figure out it was the same person until they realized that the windows had always been jimmied open more or less the same way.
Still, Guy has another hunch. This pattern isn't as publicized considering its sensitive nature, but after some investigation he found out that all of the places hit belong to nobles who are, more or less, conducting some borderline shady business on the side. Skimming off the tops of their nonprofits, dodging taxes, only just barely skirting on the side of the law to keep out of the cells but, still, are breaking the spirit of it. Guy almost doesn't even want to help, but has to begrudgingly admit that theft is still a crime, even if the people being robbed are disgraceful dredges of society.
So he's here camping one of the likely storehouses to be hit next, waiting in the dark with one of his more lightweight katana's draped over his lap. If this storehouse is hit he's pretty sure he'll be able to catch the thief. He knows this part of the city very well and he's quick, the fastest person in Grand Chokmah to be exact.
It takes a while, a few hours, but in the dark he hears the sound of something being wedged beneath a nearby window and jimmied open. He holds his breath, still, eases his sword silently into the crook of his elbow as he crouches behind the safe. He doesn't hear footsteps so much as feel them and he realizes, with more certainty this time, that whoever is doing this is good. Very, very good.
When he hears the clink of the safe being tampered with and realizes that whoever this thief is is going to crack the damn thing in the dark, he slots a fonstone into place on a nearby lamp and throws the room into glowing red relief to get a good look at the culprit, half-rising but keeping his sword sheathed just in case he can apprehend them without any violence.
And he stops.
"...well well," he murmurs, because Guy's brain has offlined and he can't honestly think of anything else to say. There's no way the person in front of him is who he thinks he sees, because that's impossible. It's been years. It's been years since that place and Guy, he'd resolved to push it away from his mind as a delusion, as- he didn't know, something cooked up by a fever or desperation to try and explain everything that happened to him, the loss of Luke and Asch, maybe. "Don't suppose your name is Nami, is it?" he asks, just because he doesn't know if he'll believe her even if she says yes.
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Date: 2016-01-05 02:00 am (UTC)"I was pretty surprised they were on the level with that one." She thinks. "Only I think they got crossed wires somewhere, because I got sent here instead. I've been stuck here nearly two months, now."
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Date: 2016-01-05 08:08 am (UTC)It's just that the idea of them existing in the same world for two whole months without knowing about each other is...somehow incredibly lonely. Moreso for her than for him.
Guy puts a smile back on his face. What's done is done. The important thing now is to give Nami a place to rest for a minute and then they can get to work on figuring out how to return her back to her friends and family in her own world. "Sounds pretty part and parcel with how the Organization tended to operate. Flying by the seat of their pants and always producing the least desired results."
He holds the door open to his favorite restaurant and bar for her to walk into first, rubbing the back of his neck and handing his sword to the door staff for check-in. "I have a few ideas of where we can start to get you back home, but it's going to take a lot of explaining. Nobody here who was in Luceti remembers a thing about it. They'll believe me, but without any hard data it might take a while to find a solution."
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Date: 2016-01-05 12:21 pm (UTC)"A while, I can live with." Sort of. At least she won't mind the company in the meantime. "You know, I spent the first couple of weeks assuming they'd notice their mistake and fix it? They were so worried about everything in its proper place." But then again, apparently the enclosure had closed down months before she re-arrived in it, so...maybe the rules changed.
Who knows. She's looking forward to a decent meal.
"You're the only one that remembers? That's rough."
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Date: 2016-01-09 11:42 pm (UTC)It's not until they're settled with drinks and food that Guy leans forward on his elbow. "Do you think it could still be going, then? Luceti, all the Shifting experiments they were running there. What if someone just picked up where everyone else had left off?"
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Date: 2016-01-10 10:08 am (UTC)"Supposedly the experiments are over. The place is closed, everyone went home safe... but the fact they "glitched" and got a whole bunch of people back for a few hours isn't really confidence inspiring. So someone could have picked it up and changed their MO. Or ... they could just be really incompetent."
Nami sighs. "Either way, this might not be home, but it's a damn sight better than being stuck in a place you wake up being someone else on a regular basis."
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Date: 2016-01-15 03:24 am (UTC)Dinner is an easy and unhurried affair. Guy chose this bar specifically; the Emperor himself frequented it and Guy picked up a shift or two whenever he could, so the staff is familiar with him and he can just throw everything on his tab without having to answer any questions as to who Nami is. "So what we can do is see Jade tomorrow; he'll be the most likely to help, if he has the time. It might be just as easy as heading to our own planet's core and checking to see if there's...I have no idea, a gate or something. Not that getting to the core is easy, but we've done it before."
Guy sniffs and watches Nami carefully, tearing a roll slowly more to give his hands something to do than anything else. "Do you have somewhere you're staying already? You're more than welcome at my place if you're not attached to yours."
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Date: 2016-01-15 12:49 pm (UTC)She's noticed the familiarity, and watches the serving staff as they come and go with increased curiosity and amusement, though she's always utterly polite. Guy's obviously a regular here at the least. And the food is a step up from her regular fare of late. It's delicious.
At Guy's question, she puts her fork down, giving him a thoughtful smile. She's relieved he offered, to be honest. "I do have a room, but it's pretty costly. If I'm giving up my current occupation, I think I'd like to take you up on that offer."
Her smile quirks up into something a little more mischievous. "I promise to always wear clothes."
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Date: 2016-01-19 07:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-01-19 08:29 am (UTC)"I think my being overwhelmed days are over. If your world is a nice stable one, I'll manage. But you know better how things work, so... dealer's choice? I don't want to put you out."
More than she already has, anyway.
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Date: 2016-01-28 07:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-01-28 08:40 am (UTC)"You should be careful what you wish for, you know. I'm not one for force, so I'll have to lure you across country with my guile and charm."
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Date: 2016-01-29 06:46 am (UTC)But this could be good. This could be really good. His feet have been itching for months now. While he doesn't want to make Nami's bad luck into his own good fortune, he'd really appreciate just packing up and going again. Helping Nami get back home might actually be the best thing for him, personally, as well as helping a friend he thought he'd never seen again.
...help her leave forever again. Which is less good, but she has her family and her home and it wouldn't be fair to keep her from it to stave off his own loneliness.
"Well, Miss Pirate? What would you first move be?" Plus nobody in the nobles district knows how to flirt worth a damn.
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Date: 2016-01-29 10:34 pm (UTC)"Knowing me already makes this far more of a challenge. You're already wise enough to see through me. I may have to pretend sincerity and rely on words like friendship and c'mon, it'll be fun instead."
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Date: 2016-01-30 08:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-01-30 10:37 pm (UTC)Not that she really cares if a country was after her. Wouldn't... be the first time. Kind of a taste of home.
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Date: 2016-02-01 09:20 pm (UTC)Dinner is a nice affair but it’s getting late and the bar will start attracting the dock workers soon for their end of day drinks. While they’re fun they’re also rowdy, and they’re gossips to boot and Guy would rather keep the rumors down to a minimum before he can speak to Jade.]
Do you have anything you’ll need to pick up before we can head back to the manor?
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Date: 2016-02-02 10:27 am (UTC)[She isn't sure how to raise one of the questions she has, and it feels really tactless to ask outright. So it's not until they're almost done she thinks to ask a different way.]
So I know Jade is here. Any other familiar faces we're likely to run into?