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tushanshu_logs2014-09-11 02:03 pm
peacefullywreathed) wrote in tushanshu_logs2014-09-11 02:03 pm
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i must be looking for something / something sacred i lost
Characters: Solomon September catch-all!
Date: Bakura's thread is same day as this post, early September. Otherwise, September catch-all.
Location: Marble and obsidian mines around the edges of the shell, Solomon's suite, other places as needed.
Situation: Solomon needs some materials for his Dreaming experiments. Bakura warned him to be careful. Obviously the solution is to partner. Also, Raine needs to talk to him about heavy shit.
Warnings/Rating: Raine's thread will have MAJOR SPOILERS for Skulduggery Pleasant book six.
BAKURA
Once more, Solomon found himself quite unconcerned to be partnered with possibly the least trusted man in Keeliai--its Emperor notwithstanding. Given how Bakura generally treated people, that alone was impressive. In any case, Solomon and Bakura had a bargain and Solomon felt a desire to be elsewhere, and on the dot of the hour he shadow-walked to Bakura's apartment.
Exploring a mine or not, Solomon was still in a suit; but he'd condescended to wear boots instead of shoes, and had a modified holster over his shoulders, under the coat, to carry his bits and bobs without the need to take too large a knapsack.
And there was a bird on his shoulder. It was a beautiful bird, with glossy feathers and a sharp gaze, but it was also among the most common seen in Keeliai. It was also completely and utterly dead, though that was difficult to tell without prior knowledge or expertise--there were no wounds, nothing untoward to indicate there was anything wrong with it.
RAINE
One of Solomon's least favourite places, currently, was his apartment. He needed to be there in order to follow up on the research once he and Bakura had investigated the mines, but that wasn't much more than a distraction for a much larger problem. Instead he'd spent time out of the apartment, tracking down everyone he could find who was tainted--kedan or Foreigner.
That, also, was something of an excuse to leave the apartment, for no other reason than because Skulduggery's suite was fast becoming a frost-bitten presence invading Solomon's senses.
Unfortunately the lantern still made it necessary for Solomon to return every now and then, and it was during one of this times that he shadow-walked directly into his suite, shuddered at the deathly edges he scraped past just to do that, and immediately decided he'd have to find somewhere else to sleep. Right now, all he could manage was a pot of tea and an attempt to distract himself some other way.
Date: Bakura's thread is same day as this post, early September. Otherwise, September catch-all.
Location: Marble and obsidian mines around the edges of the shell, Solomon's suite, other places as needed.
Situation: Solomon needs some materials for his Dreaming experiments. Bakura warned him to be careful. Obviously the solution is to partner. Also, Raine needs to talk to him about heavy shit.
Warnings/Rating: Raine's thread will have MAJOR SPOILERS for Skulduggery Pleasant book six.
BAKURA
Once more, Solomon found himself quite unconcerned to be partnered with possibly the least trusted man in Keeliai--its Emperor notwithstanding. Given how Bakura generally treated people, that alone was impressive. In any case, Solomon and Bakura had a bargain and Solomon felt a desire to be elsewhere, and on the dot of the hour he shadow-walked to Bakura's apartment.
Exploring a mine or not, Solomon was still in a suit; but he'd condescended to wear boots instead of shoes, and had a modified holster over his shoulders, under the coat, to carry his bits and bobs without the need to take too large a knapsack.
And there was a bird on his shoulder. It was a beautiful bird, with glossy feathers and a sharp gaze, but it was also among the most common seen in Keeliai. It was also completely and utterly dead, though that was difficult to tell without prior knowledge or expertise--there were no wounds, nothing untoward to indicate there was anything wrong with it.
RAINE
One of Solomon's least favourite places, currently, was his apartment. He needed to be there in order to follow up on the research once he and Bakura had investigated the mines, but that wasn't much more than a distraction for a much larger problem. Instead he'd spent time out of the apartment, tracking down everyone he could find who was tainted--kedan or Foreigner.
That, also, was something of an excuse to leave the apartment, for no other reason than because Skulduggery's suite was fast becoming a frost-bitten presence invading Solomon's senses.
Unfortunately the lantern still made it necessary for Solomon to return every now and then, and it was during one of this times that he shadow-walked directly into his suite, shuddered at the deathly edges he scraped past just to do that, and immediately decided he'd have to find somewhere else to sleep. Right now, all he could manage was a pot of tea and an attempt to distract himself some other way.
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"I need a little more than traces," Solomon pointed out, but he commanded the bird to fly down the passage and clear it. "You should give him a name," he added with idle innocence while they waited for it to return.
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He rolled the chunk of stone between his fingers while the waited for the bird to return. "It is not yet mine," he pointed out. "And I don't go around giving named lightly. Thankfully I didn't have to explain to my turtle what sheneyat means, she just pulls it right out of my thoughts."
The bird returns, signifying that the path is secure and Bakura marks the wall with the chalk before they continue down the tunnel. There's a gentle curve to one side and he keeps track of it, and after they've gone a ways he stops and makes another mark, this one a different glyph. "We started east and now we've turned north," he explained.
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He followed Bakura down the path, deferring to the thief's knowledge and experience. The Temple was underground, so Solomon was used to the dim light and narrow halls and stone overhead; but it had been a long time since he'd memorised the Temple's labyrinth. This one was new, but Solomon still retained his sense of direction even underground.
"Wise," he agreed in spite of that. No use being careless, after all. "The last time you were out hereabouts--what was it for?" He seemed to recall Bakura mentioning it in passing, but he didn't remember getting details.
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"As for why, Just to see what was out here," Bakura answered. "You learn a lot about a people and a place by what they abandon, willingly or not. I didn't explore this particular mountain, but there were plenty of others to choose from."
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Which was the point, really; Bakura had control issues, and a name would assure him as much control over the revenant as could be gotten. A blood-bond would seal that power, but Solomon wasn't going to suggest that. Bakura already knew, besides.
As they walked on, casting the bird out before them as a scout, Solomon grew slowly aware of a deathspring in the tunnels ahead. It was at a distance, and deeper than they currently were--but not so deep as the mines went; if anything it was off to the side. Deathsprings weren't unusual in a mine, but this one was powerful and indicated a number of a deaths. He paused to cast his senses out, to divine what had caused it and whether it would be useful for them.
"There was a cave-in not too far from here," he said. "A big one. It's possible they didn't extend the tunnels beyond it; we may be able to find substantial deposits past there." In a tunnel, with a light-source, and in the middle of a deathspring--he'd easily be able to summon the shadows for a structure to keep the tunnel from falling down around their heads.