Event | Landfall | Bresilyk | Aihsohlow

[ironwood]

Characters: Any and all!
Date: December 3 - 11, 2013
Location: Aihsohlow, Bresilyk (landfall)
Situation: Tu Vishan makes landfall at the winterbound republic of Bresilyk!
Warnings/Rating: Please include warnings in comment subject lines

OOC Post | Approved Items | Special Gifts
Aihsohlow | Phorezton | Markutte | Countryside

The starting point of landfall and the smallest port of importance in all the republic. All visitors will have a fish mark stamped on their tin visa if they are granted access here. The homes here are sturdy and built to withstand the harsh sea winds, though the dome has rendered their sturdiness largely irrelevant as the years pass. Fish represent the primary theme of food, with preserved and smoked renditions a commodity often sent for trade to others towns. Local authorities will ask for the tin card visa of each visitor upon first sight, verifying the information with some scrutiny before handing it back and allowing them to continue onwards. There are some auctions held here, with the items obtained often showing signs of recovery from the ocean floor by diving parties in search of fish to net.

Customs | Settlement | Auctions | Harvest Haul | Other

Comments

Jack Frost > OTA

[wintershepherd]

Jack has come in from the chilly winter wonderland between the domes, preferring Aihsohlow for its nearness to the sea, for the cooler temperature than Markutte and the openness over Phorezton where the wind had mildly complained. He's pleased to have run into many of the kedan he's become well acquainted with and delighted when one of his younglings, the small girl named Corele, begs her parents to be allowed to hang out with the winter spirit for a few hours while they trade their wares.

Now they're sitting on the pier, legs dangling over the edge as they watch the fisherman and the boats. Jack's acquired them a picnic basket and they nibble on slices of fruit, savoury smoked fish and nibs of cheese. Baby Tooth has rejoined them after her exploratory flight around the dome and Corele is sitting in Jack's lap, chattering on about her upcoming birthday and showing off her new shade of blue hair she's just learned how to shift.

[backwordscompatible]

Okay, that was just too cute.

Big Brother!Jack was easily the most adorable of all Jacks. Even Zatanna had to smile, despite her wariness when it came to small children. There was no signs of wariness now, however, as she hung back for a few and watched the little girl in his lap tell him all the stories. She couldn't hear what they were actually saying, but it didn't matter.

"Aren't you going to introduce me to the newest girl in your life, Jack?" With a wink, she eventually came over to sit beside him, offering the tiny kedan a warm smile in greeting. "What's your name, sweetie?"

[wintershepherd]

"I thought I'd at least wait until the honeymoon was over," the spirit teased in response to Zatanna's question. Jack smiled, picking up the paring knife to cut into a new melon so he could offer Zatanna some as well as he watched.

"I'm Coree," the girl said, giving her nickname. "My hair is blue today! And I maded ripplies on my skin!" she turned to show off her cheek which did indeed bear a pretty pattern, like the bottom of a swimming pool in the sunlight.

[backwordscompatible]

She accepted the melon with a gracious smile, popping it into her mouth as she watched Coree demonstrate both her colorful hair decisions as well as the unique designs to her skin. Strangely enough, she found herself much more at ease when discussing her more supernatural habits than if this had been talk about the weather.

"Very cool." It wasn't patronizing, either. "You pull both looks off better than I ever could."

[wintershepherd]

Jack snorted a little in amusement at Zatanna's choice of words, but Corele saw nothing wrong with the compliment and pinked with a little giggle. The winter teen smiled indulgently, cutting another slice for the girl and a much smaller one for Baby Tooth, who also chirped greeting.

"Corele's mom and dad had some selling to do," he explained. "So she's hanging out with Baby Tooth and I today."

[backwordscompatible]

In return, Zatanna gave him a not-so-discreet nudge of her shoulder while simultaneously pretending to ignore him. She'd gotten quite good at that particular skill over the last year.

"You have no idea how hard it is to book this guy, with how popular he is around here. Forget about one-on-one time. You're a lucky girl today, Coree. I'm almost a little jealous."

Baby Tooth fluttered over to her, in between nibbling on her own treat. Zatanna glanced up, offering the tiny fairae a small pat on the head.

"You too."

[wintershepherd]

He merely rolled his eyes at the nudge, grinning at her pretend disinterest, long legs swinging off the edge of the pier. One arm instinctively comes up to curl protectively around Corele's waist as the girl leans forward to claim another piece of cheese before settling back comfortably again.

Corele giggled again, not fully understanding everything that Zatanna was saying (though Baby Tooth did, and chirped bemusedly).

"Maybe I should start selling tickets then," Jack smirked.

[backwordscompatible]

"Well, it is the gift-giving season. Again." She smirked at him out of the corner of her eye, thinking back to when he randomly gave out gifts in the middle of spring. Or was it summer? Definitely not winter, that was for sure. "You could pass them out to all your favorite people."

[wintershepherd]

"What makes you think I haven't already started?" Jack answered slyly. "Have to fill up twenty-four hours in a day somehow."

[backwordscompatible]

"You could always try sleeping?"

(She said, knowing fully well she would stay up all night long if it were physically possible.)

[wintershepherd]

"Been there, done that. Got the hoodie," Jack quipped, before obligingly opening his mouth for the piece of cheese that Corele held up for him, intent on sharing her snacks. "Mm, tasty. Thanks."

[backwordscompatible]

She had a flashback, watching the pair. To another scene she had been witness to. In Jack's Dream. The image of another little girl, sitting in his lap, looking so safe and secure and happy to be there. With him. The love that had radiated from them both. A bittersweet memory, knowing what she knew.

That was what she saw now, as she watch Jack play along with Coree's adorable antics.

"I can leave, if you two want some alone time." It was only partially a joke.

[wintershepherd]

"I don't mind if you stay," the spirit answered. "Not every day a guy's lucky enough to hang out with all three of his favourite ladies at once."

[cantbewalled]

Prussia had been keeping to himself more lately, but despite that, he couldn't not check out the domes on land and what they had to offer. Last time they had docked, lots of weird things had happened but this place reminds him a bit too much of certain overgrown eastern European countries during the old days.

His little bird flew off and toward the docks while he was deciding if he wanted to buy some food, so he followed after him, wondering what had gotten into the fluffy thing this time. He didn't expect to see a familiar white head sitting on the dock with a little kid in his lap. He doesn't talk--he can't, and nothing he's done has fixed that--but his footsteps should be loud enough to be heard. The little bird is heading right for the little girl's head and Prussia would like to grab him before he startles her.

[wintershepherd]

It's actually Baby Tooth who intercepts the bird, sun catching off her bright feathers as she darts into the air, wings spread like a opalescent barrier, holding up both hands in a "whoa stop" motion to the incoming avian, chirping emphatically.

Jack looked up at the footsteps and gave a smile and a half wave, the other arm keeping Corele from leaning too far over the edge of the pier. "Hey Gilbert."

[cantbewalled]

The bird just happened to like the blue hair--he'll nest in just about anything--but he stops short, flapping his wings in surprise at the little Tooth. He chirps back at her, wanting to know what she stopped him.

Prussia just raises a hand in a wave of his own before reaching out and scooping the bird out of the air into his palm. The yellow bird chirps, Prussia glares, and then sits him back on his head, effectively grounding him. The little yellow bird is not pleased but doesn't move, his chirping sounding much less cheery.

That handled, Prussia turns his attention back to Jack and motions with his hands toward the dock and then to the sea. There's a kind of question in his movements.

[wintershepherd]

Baby Tooth flies over and lands lightly on Prussia's other shoulder, her wings fluttering and soon the two winged ones have something of a conversation going on.

Jack glances out to the sea and then back again, with a smile. "Just enjoying the view. Tu Vishan may be a turtle but there's something nice about seeing the ocean like this."

[cantbewalled]

The little yellow bird flutters back, more than happy to have someone who can actually communicate back with him. Prussia looks back out to the sea and to the ground they are standing on. It's not really ground, but it's the closest thing they have and it's more than good enough for him.

Prussia pulls out a small notebook he's been keeping in his pocket and a pencil before writing on it. Then he scratches out whatever he wrote and writes something else. Eventually, he holds it up for Jack to see. There are words written in German obviously crossed out, but beneath it is a sentence in English.

What's the big deal with water?

[wintershepherd]

"It's familiar, I guess. Plus Corele likes the fish."

He pointed downward to the water's surface off the edge of the pier, where several large fish were swimming lazily and enjoying the scraps being tossed to them.

[cantbewalled]

He looks over the edge briefly, tilting his head far enough that the little bird tumbles off and flutters about in the air with chirpy indignation. Prussia's face scrunches and contorts in what is probably a look of amusement, but looks a bit like awkward without the sound to accompany it. But his little bird is not as amused and immediately flies off to land on Jack's head, insulting Prussia as he goes in his own language.

Prussia just writes down something else in his notebook, and then holds it up for Jack to see again.

This is nothing compared to the winter when the whole Baltic froze over. Should have seen the fish then.

[wintershepherd]

"What, the last time in '87?" Jack asks, his mind automatically supplying the information (he would never fully get used to that, having such things just be known) and then wondered again if certain dates like that would line up in both their worlds.

"It's frozen over... 20 or so times since I started out," he says thoughtfully. "More before then."

[cantbewalled]

Prussia shakes his head and waves a hand, as if dismissive that time altogether. That was nothing, in his opinion. Modern day makes the freezing was too easy to deal with. Too much technology to help combat it. He writes down on the notepad again and holds it up.

That wasn't a freeze. When I was a kid, not there was some real freezing. Back when I was just a little Teutonic Knight, those winters could get harsh. Russia always blamed it on General Winter.

[wintershepherd]

Jack's gaze shuttered a little at that and he didn't reply until after he had cut the little girl a fresh slice of fruit. Corele was watching Prussia and the bird with wide, interested eyes.

"He was probably right," Jack finally said with a shrug. They'd already established that who Prussia knew as 'General Winter' was very likely Old Man Winter, the Seasonal before Jack. It was not a topic the spirit was overly thrilled to bring up.

[cantbewalled]

Prussia pats Baby Tooth on the head very gently--he can't help having a soft spot for cute things and she's definitely grown on him as kind of adorable. His yellow bird fluffs up like the spoiled little thing it is at the sight of him paying her attention, but it only amuses him. So his bird decides to flutter around the little girl instead, chirping enticingly at her.

He himself doesn't notice Jack's awkwardness about the topic, not that it would have stopped him particularly anyway. Best way to deal with this you don't like is to run head long into them, in his opinion. Get that shit over with.

He writes down something else on the pad and holds it up again.

Not like it made a difference whether it was or wasn't. Russia was always damn cold with or without him. Don't know why I ever bothered invading it. Should have been going after the Ottoman Empire or some place warm.

[wintershepherd]

The easy dismissal of the topic lets Jack do the same and he chuckled. "I think that should be on the official invasion checklist! 'Does this place have sandy beaches and drinks with umbrellas?' If not, it escapes annexing for now."