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tushanshu_logs2016-04-04 11:21 pm
ruinsprofessor) wrote in tushanshu_logs2016-04-04 11:21 pm
and the air was full [April, catchall, OPEN]
Characters: Raine Sage, OPEN
Date: April, various
Location: Healers' Guild, apartment, sky, other
Situation: a variety! This is definitely your stop for Raine at the Healers' Guild, for sure. Others tba.
Warnings/Rating: None currently; will update as that changes.
A | Healers' Guild | open
Raine, most days of the week, can be found at the Healers' Guild, though rarely at the front desk. Any of the multiple kedan who volunteer or heal here will be happy to point visitors toward Raine's office, however, especially if they have an appointment; even those not strictly looking for Raine will be pointed her way if they express they want to help around the Guild.
Raine can also occasionally be found in the halls, or simply passing through the main entryway, though she will appear somewhat distracted and may take a moment to focus on someone talking to her.
B | errands, out and about -- any sector OR outside Milyn's clinic | open
Basket in one hand, staff in the other, Raine isn't an uncommon sight in markets, or especially in the streets of the Water Sector. She walks quickly, like she's on a mission, but she can't help but turn her steps in Water toward Milyn's clinic.
She doesn't go in, but she stands across the street for a long time, a distantly troubled expression on her face.
C-1 | Hatal, Lorn Level | open
Raine's been spending some more time in Hatal, lately, but this-- this startles her. A group of Kin'nal are experimenting with something she recognizes-- a strange vehicle that looks somewhere between a motorcycle and a butterfly or dragon, and a small pack. "Excuse me," Raine says, hardly able to believe she's saying it. "I-- believe those are mine."
Anyone in the vicinity will shortly thereafter be witness to a peculiar sight, as Raine takes the pack and runs her hands over it. Yes, there are her initials, graven besides the silhouette of a wing. She manipulates it just so, and the entire vehicle vanishes into it, in a curious sliding of matter. Raine lets out a sigh of relief. "Thank you," she tells the Kin'nal, who are more or less happy to let her take it, though she does insist on giving them some recompense.
She doesn't know what her rheaird is doing here, but it's a stroke of luck.
C-2 | skies over Keeliai | open to those with flight capabilities
Raine wastes no time in making sure it works as it should, and anyone in the sky or even looking up at the right time may catch sight of her. It works like a charm, and she handles it with the ease of practice as she skims over the city, mindful of the safe distance. She likes flying, a great deal more than she likes anything to do with swimming, and the rheaird is a small-impact piece of magitechnology, one that doesn't put an undue drain on her environment.
She indulges herself with a loop, when she thinks no one could possibly see.
D | apartment, Earth sector | Solomon
It's one of those days when Raine comes home after Solomon; she announces her return with a quiet "I'm home" from the door, and sets about putting her things away. Her jacket gets hung by the door, since things are warming and she really doesn't need it indoors, her staff leans next to it, and she idly orients on Solomon's mana -- his study, unsurprising -- and heads that way, turning the day over in her head as she does.
"Some days, I wonder about the wisdom of working in the Water sector," she says wryly, half to herself though it's aloud, and she leans in the doorway. Open, so he isn't involved in something he'd mind being interrupted. "How did your day go?"
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makaricrow and we can work something out! I'd love new CR as well as old.]
Date: April, various
Location: Healers' Guild, apartment, sky, other
Situation: a variety! This is definitely your stop for Raine at the Healers' Guild, for sure. Others tba.
Warnings/Rating: None currently; will update as that changes.
A | Healers' Guild | open
Raine, most days of the week, can be found at the Healers' Guild, though rarely at the front desk. Any of the multiple kedan who volunteer or heal here will be happy to point visitors toward Raine's office, however, especially if they have an appointment; even those not strictly looking for Raine will be pointed her way if they express they want to help around the Guild.
Raine can also occasionally be found in the halls, or simply passing through the main entryway, though she will appear somewhat distracted and may take a moment to focus on someone talking to her.
B | errands, out and about -- any sector OR outside Milyn's clinic | open
Basket in one hand, staff in the other, Raine isn't an uncommon sight in markets, or especially in the streets of the Water Sector. She walks quickly, like she's on a mission, but she can't help but turn her steps in Water toward Milyn's clinic.
She doesn't go in, but she stands across the street for a long time, a distantly troubled expression on her face.
C-1 | Hatal, Lorn Level | open
Raine's been spending some more time in Hatal, lately, but this-- this startles her. A group of Kin'nal are experimenting with something she recognizes-- a strange vehicle that looks somewhere between a motorcycle and a butterfly or dragon, and a small pack. "Excuse me," Raine says, hardly able to believe she's saying it. "I-- believe those are mine."
Anyone in the vicinity will shortly thereafter be witness to a peculiar sight, as Raine takes the pack and runs her hands over it. Yes, there are her initials, graven besides the silhouette of a wing. She manipulates it just so, and the entire vehicle vanishes into it, in a curious sliding of matter. Raine lets out a sigh of relief. "Thank you," she tells the Kin'nal, who are more or less happy to let her take it, though she does insist on giving them some recompense.
She doesn't know what her rheaird is doing here, but it's a stroke of luck.
C-2 | skies over Keeliai | open to those with flight capabilities
Raine wastes no time in making sure it works as it should, and anyone in the sky or even looking up at the right time may catch sight of her. It works like a charm, and she handles it with the ease of practice as she skims over the city, mindful of the safe distance. She likes flying, a great deal more than she likes anything to do with swimming, and the rheaird is a small-impact piece of magitechnology, one that doesn't put an undue drain on her environment.
She indulges herself with a loop, when she thinks no one could possibly see.
D | apartment, Earth sector | Solomon
It's one of those days when Raine comes home after Solomon; she announces her return with a quiet "I'm home" from the door, and sets about putting her things away. Her jacket gets hung by the door, since things are warming and she really doesn't need it indoors, her staff leans next to it, and she idly orients on Solomon's mana -- his study, unsurprising -- and heads that way, turning the day over in her head as she does.
"Some days, I wonder about the wisdom of working in the Water sector," she says wryly, half to herself though it's aloud, and she leans in the doorway. Open, so he isn't involved in something he'd mind being interrupted. "How did your day go?"
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"Good, then we're in agreement. A small but fantastic party it is."
Mild is good when it comes to Keeliai's selection of food. Erskine doesn't consider himself a foodie--he's made himself one too many grilled cheese sandwiches and eaten far too much Chinese takeout over the years to claim that title--but even he draws the line when the food literally tries to wriggle off the plate. Some of Keeliai's food is amazing and some of it makes you wonder what kind of digestive system the kedan possess under their changing shapes.
Erskine nods in agreement and steers them toward the indicated stand, and after making his selection (it's fairly close to fish and chips, all things considered) he sets down an amount of juulan that should easily cover both of them, as soon as Raine has made her choices.
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She picks out something close to what Erskine ordered, though involving a different starch, and she nods when Erskine sets down the juulan; when they have their food she'll step carefully away from the groups of people around the food stands, making sure not to lose her companion.
"We're fortunate it's a nice day," she comments idly, when they have space enough to converse again. "Have you been traveling the city more often, lately?" Since he said he'd eaten here before.
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There's a bit of a self-deprecating smile at that. It's only taken him what, a year?
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"And you're helping people," Raine points out, which is to her a bit more salient than only finding his way around the city-- though that last isn't to be discounted, either, given what the stress has done to his memory. "It sounds like you're doing well."
Peculiarly, she finds herself a bit proud of him. She matches his pace, paying more attention to Erskine than where they're going, and, yes, paying some attention to his eating as well. Just to make sure he's actually eating, since he's had trouble with that as well. "It's good to hear," she adds, smiling.