［ＡＣＴＩＯＮ］☘ ｉｔ’ｓ ａ ｗｏｒｌｄ ｏｆ ｏｕｒ ｐａｓｔ ｗｈｅｒｅ ｔｈｅ ｌｅｇｅｎｄ ｓｔｉｌｌ ｌａｓｔｓ

[chroimilis.livejournal.com]

[ A: While this maiden has been here all day, she hasn't thought to venture out until the sun had set. There's so much she's learned already. For example, with how short the days were and the chill in the air - that meant winter was coming in quick. With the strange salt in the breeze she was able to determine that she was on an island of some sort near an ocean. She might stand out when it comes to the other civilians as she wore sheets pulled from the hotel bed as a makeshift cloak, tightening it closer in between her petite fists.

Then it happens. Midnight strikes and the few individuals who littered the streets with brightly colored bags of green and red in their hands appear in strange coffins, leaving her to be the only one visible in her path. With the snowfall, her vision is obscured slightly.. but not enough to veil the large figure approaching rapidly. A normal woman might be frightened enough to flee, but this one in particular is Irish. Kicking up snow into it's face, she feints to the side in an attempt to run around it. Naturally, she gets knocked over by the Visceral Maya, sliding into a thicker bank of snow along the street. A shame she doesn't have a phone to call for help or anything of the sort.

B: After she's been rescued by insert amount of threads of people who choose to save her here, Gráinne will be entering whatever bar happens to be open past midnight with soaking wet sheets in her hand. Her own attire is fairly damp, but she doesn't seem to be concerned with it. ]

Comments

[chroimilis.livejournal.com]

I'd like that, but..

[kindofademon.livejournal.com]

But?

[chroimilis.livejournal.com]

I don't think he's happy with me.

[kindofademon.livejournal.com]

How could that be? He's the kind of guy who gets along with everybody if they aren't crazy.

[chroimilis.livejournal.com]

Circumstances out of my control..

[kindofademon.livejournal.com]

I'm sure he'll understand in a little while.

[chroimilis.livejournal.com]

He might. He might not. I'll have to prepare for the latter.. If he's been alive for this long, then truly he's moved on from his feelings for me.

[kindofademon.livejournal.com]

I don't want to say anything either way. It's different pining for somebody who isn't there versus actually having them, so I wouldn't be able to really speak authoritatively.

Good luck.

[chroimilis.livejournal.com]

I thank ye.

Could I have another while I try to sort this mess out?

[kindofademon.livejournal.com]

Oh, absolutely.

[One more glass for her.]

[chroimilis.livejournal.com]

[ Drinking is the Irish way of handling their problems... ]

So what sort of thing do you do for fun in this place?

[kindofademon.livejournal.com]

You'd probably spend most of your time getting used to the modern world. I could say a bunch of stuff like video games and kite flying and you'd have no idea, right?

[chroimilis.livejournal.com]

Er.. right. I'm sorry.

... if you would like to show me though, I wouldn't object.

[kindofademon.livejournal.com]

Consider it a promise.

[chroimilis.livejournal.com]

I'll hold you to your word then, Ryuunosuke. [ Enjoy that name with a strong Irish accent. ] Not this eve, but another.

[kindofademon.livejournal.com]

Feel free to make good on that whenever.

[chroimilis.livejournal.com]

I will.

I think I should probably take my leave soon. I wouldn't want this place to run low. Ah... speaking of, how am I to pay for this again? Would it be possible to charge another on my behalf?

[kindofademon.livejournal.com]

For you, sure~ I can accept that since you're probably short on money.

[chroimilis.livejournal.com]

I'm not even sure what the currency of this place is.

[kindofademon.livejournal.com]

Dollars.

[chroimilis.livejournal.com]

Dollars?

[kindofademon.livejournal.com]

Paper money.

[He pulls one out of his pocket and shows it to her.]

[chroimilis.livejournal.com]

[ Can she just pluck it right from his hand? What are manners... ]

A strange world this one has become. Paper having value..? Any fool can craft paper.

[kindofademon.livejournal.com]

Paper has value to get stuff because we've all agreed that we should be able to use this specific kind of paper to get other stuff, and because it's really really hard to make this kind of paper unless you're the government.

[chroimilis.livejournal.com]

And do other countries believe this paper they've created to be of value?