tushanshu_logs | [open] i love the clear season

Characters: Leia Rolando & YOU
Date: throughout March
Location: various
Situation: various
Warnings/Rating: Most likely none?! I'll edit it if necessary.

—wood sector

[It's a nice, peaceful spring day here in Tu Vishan, and the Wood Sector is no exception to that. If you happen to be passing through the area, there's nothing particularly out of place or strange, at least no more so than usual. Except, well, a random shoe isn't really supposed to seemingly drop out of the sky and land on the ground, or maybe even your head, are they? Alas, that is exactly what just happened. Hope it didn't hurt if it landed on you...]

Oh, shoot! [Says a voice from way, way, way up high in one of the many trees in the Wood Sector. If you look up, you'll see one (1) Leia Rolando looking down and missing a shoe, although that might be hard to tell when she's so high up.] Sorry about that! Are you alright? It didn't hit you or anything did it?

[Leia why don't you just go down instead of shouting from a tree... Granted how she even got all the way up there might be a good question to start with too...]

—water sector

[You have to work to make a living, right? Even when you're whisked off to completely different worlds without permission... But that's exactly what Leia's doing, advertising some local produce in the Water Sector market.]

Fresh sea prunes, get your fresh sea prunes! Step right up and try this delicious delicacy! [Except you can see the sea prunes in a stand right behind her and those don't look good at all. They're wrinkly, kind of damp looking, and the color is none too appetizing. If she sees you looking though, even if it's from sheer horror, she'll be flashing a bright grin, waving you over.]

Hey, you over there! Why not give these a shot and see how you like them?

[She's already taking a few from the stand and putting them in a bowl to offer them as a sample. Is this it, is this going to be the end of an innocent bystander's taste buds...?!]

—all around

[It turns out that there's a problem with working open stalls with exposed food though. Flying around the area today is one of those giant birds that seem to have come with the arrival of spring. While that in particular isn't too out of the ordinary, the fact that it has a plastic bag obviously filled with food probably is. Why is it even flying around everywhere instead of just landing in one area? Well...

There might be one girl chasing it the entire time, too.]

Get back here you stupid bird!! [And theeeere she is, panting and with her bo staff in hand. Just how long has she been chasing this bird? Why is she actually getting this worked up over a single bag of groceries in the first place? The world may never know.] You better put that down before I make you part of dinner too!

[Despite making a skilled swing at the bird with her staff, it just flaps its wings lightly and avoids the hit, almost as if it's mocking Leia. Someone tell her to just give it a break already before she hurts herself... Or someone else honestly, is she even watching where she's swinging that thing!!]

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Where there's a will... there's always a way, right...? [She puts her hands on her knees though, staff still in hand, and panting as she tries to catch her breath.] Besides, if I don't convince him, I'm not eating dinner tonight!

I can see why that would be a problem. Perhaps I can be of some assistance.

[If Leia knows any of this place's resident Green Lanterns, the blue ring on Saint Walker's hand may look somewhat familiar. If not, then it would be easy to come to the simple conclusion that the ability to fly is an in-born trait among his people.

He gently drifts up and into the air, one hand outstretched towards the bird. As good with animals as Saint Walker is, it takes more than a gentle touch to get an animal to relinquish a bag full of food, and he drops his hand back to his side as the bird evades his touch.] It appears that it's his dinner as well, [he says, good humour in his voice. He still intends to win back the prize, but he's certainly in no hurry to do it.]

Wow... [Not being familiar with the Green Lanterns at all, Leia's completely amazed at watching him fly up like that. It's almost enough to make her forget about being upset with the bird to begin with! Almost.]

Somehow I'm not surprised that he thinks that. [But it won't do her any good to stay mad, so she says that with a bit of amusement as well.]

He is rather reluctant to give up his prize. [He balls his hand into a fist and points it directly towards the bird, and a blue construct - little more than energy, brilliant and slightly translucent - forms to gently tug the bird towards Walker, and he takes the bag from the bird's beak. Immediately afterwards, the construct dissipates, as if it had never been there in the first place.] I'm afraid you'll have to look elsewhere for your dinner, my friend.

[With that done, he lands on the ground once more and offers the bag to Leia.] I believe this belongs to you.

Thanks... [She takes her bag back gratefully, looking back between him and the bird with just a bit of curiosity. Spirit artes and magic are things she's pretty familiar with, but she's never seen anything like what he did.]

How did you do all that?

I am a Blue Lantern, [he says, and holds up one hand in front of him, showing off the blue ring on his finger, as smooth and finished as if it were carved directly out of stone.] It is simply what we can do. Do you not have any Lanterns on your world?

Uh, there are lanterns like lamps, [she says, looking curiously at blue ring] but I'm pretty sure none of those can do what you just did.

We're not quite the same thing, though you could certainly make the comparison, [he says, amusement lacing his voice.] Green Lanterns are far more common than Blue Lanterns like myself. They are an intergalactic peacekeeping force and are afforded... certain powers in order to pursue their duty.

[He glances up at the sky.] Somehow, I doubt our rings were made with rescuing someone's lunch in mind.

[She laughs sheepishly.] Sorry about that. If it counts for anything, I didn't buy my lunch intending to lose it either...

[He explained Green Lanterns though, and he said that he's a Blue Lantern. When it comes to things from other worlds, Leia always finds herself curious.]

So do Blue Lanterns help keep the peace too? Or do you guys do something completely different?

We are somewhat less martial in nature. [Not that the Green Lantern's propensity for battle is a bad thing, per se - it certainly has its uses - but Saint Walker prefers a life filled with less conflict than the one that comes with being a member of a police force.] We serve to spread hope - to heal, essentially. It may not sound terribly different, but I assure you that the difference is crucial.

No, I think I get it, or at least a bit of it. Healing on its own can be pretty hard. [From her training as a nurse, she knows that much, not to mention personal experience when she used to be sick.] Hanging onto hope, too... Now that can get difficult.

It can at that, but it's never impossible, [he says with a gentle smile.] It helps to have someone to guide you along the way. It's possible to attain hope alone, but nobody should ever have to.

... Yeah, you're right. [She manages a smile back.] If it wasn't for someone back home inspiring me and giving me the strength to keep on going, I really might've just given up hope completely for things.

[To hear that she has someone who will inspire her in turn frankly delights Saint Walker, just as any story of hope will. There are some things that transcend the boundaries between species, and that's one of them.]

It's wonderful that you have someone to guide you through hardship, [he says, truly meaning it.] Ah, but all this talk has distracted me! May I have your name?

Oh, yeah, of course! [She looks a bit sheepish having forgotten to introduce herself this whole time, but after a moment she clears her throat.] I'm Leia Rolando. It's nice to meet you.

And I am Saint Walker. It's good to meet you as well, Leia Rolando.

Saint Walker, then. Is it a title, or something like that?

It is, yes. One from home. And one you needn't use, if you do not wish to.

[He's become tangentially aware that 'saint' seems to mean different things to different people. It is important that he thinks of himself that way, but it doesn't particularly matter how others think of him.]

Oh, it's fine! I think this is the first time I've met a saint, so I might as well call you by it, right? [Besides, it's not really her place to question how they do things in other worlds.]

Certainly. In any case, I shall be on my way now. [He pauses before he leaves and smiles at her, the sort of smile that suggests that he would be winking at her if he were able to.] I hope you enjoy your dinner free of any more thieving mouths.

Oh, right, of course! [She inclines her head in thanks.] Thanks again for all your help! I'll do my best to make sure something like this doesn't happen again, haha.

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