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[It's time... for another quest!! Although perhaps not intentionally, as Reim has never once in his life left his house and thought "boy, it's a lovely day to fight a skeleton or twelve." What he has thought of is what a lovely day it is to actually go see Sierra of his own volition. A little bit to see if she got anything after their trick or treat adventure, like he did, and a little bit because he knows she has feelings and so he's obligated.
He will never admit the second part. Anyway, on the way there, a particularly pathetic skeleton lurches after him at a distance, and it's grabbed the back of his coat with its gross bone fingers by the time he knocks on her door, dragging it with him....
This could have been less weird, but here they are.]
Lady Sierra, are you in—? [the rest of these weird noises are him trying to kick a skeleton off, take pity.]
He will never admit the second part. Anyway, on the way there, a particularly pathetic skeleton lurches after him at a distance, and it's grabbed the back of his coat with its gross bone fingers by the time he knocks on her door, dragging it with him....
This could have been less weird, but here they are.]
Lady Sierra, are you in—? [the rest of these weird noises are him trying to kick a skeleton off, take pity.]
[ sierra peeks out the window before she answers the door, just to enjoy the sight of reim struggling with the skeleton and gauge how much effort she’ll have to exert if she opens up.
decidedly, none, since the skeletons are pretty pathetic. ]
Hello, Reim.
[ a glance behind him at the skeleton. she planned this quip already. ]
My, I knew you said you were sentimental, but I didn’t think this was your type…
decidedly, none, since the skeletons are pretty pathetic. ]
Hello, Reim.
[ a glance behind him at the skeleton. she planned this quip already. ]
My, I knew you said you were sentimental, but I didn’t think this was your type…
Don't say something strange like that as if this is ordinary!!
[He says this as the skeleton starts to drag its way up his body, which gets him to make another face and sort of- shimmy stupidly. How does he get this off??]
A little help would not be unwelcome-!
[He says this as the skeleton starts to drag its way up his body, which gets him to make another face and sort of- shimmy stupidly. How does he get this off??]
A little help would not be unwelcome-!
[She's getting another face, at the exact moment his expression changes from annoyance to being spooked again as a bony hand grabs a handful of his coat front, from behind. A skele-hug, but terrible.]
It's— it's stuck. The fingers...!
[He may die. To think, he only wanted to ask her about dopey rewards.]
It's— it's stuck. The fingers...!
[He may die. To think, he only wanted to ask her about dopey rewards.]
I’ll give you one more try before I help. Don’t disappoint me.
[ reim is still hurt, which is largely why sierra isn’t going to let him suffer for long—but also, it’s a stupid little skeleton, harmless in basically every way. ]
Look at it. It likes you.
[ reim is still hurt, which is largely why sierra isn’t going to let him suffer for long—but also, it’s a stupid little skeleton, harmless in basically every way. ]
Look at it. It likes you.
I don't want it to like me!
[It's touching him with nasty dead fingers!! He's thoroughly spooked, gingerly pushing at the arm around his stomach to pry it off... and like, full body cringing when the whole hand just cracks off and falls to the ground. ohhh godddd]
[It's touching him with nasty dead fingers!! He's thoroughly spooked, gingerly pushing at the arm around his stomach to pry it off... and like, full body cringing when the whole hand just cracks off and falls to the ground. ohhh godddd]
Hahaha! All right, I’m coming, you pathetic excuse for a man.
[ when she’s in charge of a whole legion of the undead, skeletons are among the least of her worries.
she steps out of her little cottage, and with far more discipline than she needs, she grips the bones of the skeleton. ]
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
[ whether or not she actually needed to chant that, it does turn to dust in her hand in an instant. skeleton, defeated. ]
[ when she’s in charge of a whole legion of the undead, skeletons are among the least of her worries.
she steps out of her little cottage, and with far more discipline than she needs, she grips the bones of the skeleton. ]
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
[ whether or not she actually needed to chant that, it does turn to dust in her hand in an instant. skeleton, defeated. ]
[He'll accept being called pathetic if she gets this skeleton off him... And there it goes, turning to dust except for the broken hand on the ground. There's nasty dust all over him now, great!!
He coughs.]
Th-Thank you. It followed me all the way here...
He coughs.]
Th-Thank you. It followed me all the way here...
[He'll fetch a broom..... no he won't.]
Yes, I wanted to ask... Did you find anything new in your home after the- [hm. lean into it,] treat the other day?
Yes, I wanted to ask... Did you find anything new in your home after the- [hm. lean into it,] treat the other day?
[ it was a wonderful treat that she’s grateful for, but she really would like another one as soon as possible. it’s only etiquette that keeps her from demanding it. ]
Oh! Yes, in fact. I received a small bottle of something that smells of apples and spices. I’m not sure if it’s a potion, or simply a drink.
Oh! Yes, in fact. I received a small bottle of something that smells of apples and spices. I’m not sure if it’s a potion, or simply a drink.
[Thanks for those manners, gurl. He appreciates it.]
Oh— hmm. Well, I received what appears to be some cheap ale, so perhaps it's an apple liquor?
[drink it]
Oh— hmm. Well, I received what appears to be some cheap ale, so perhaps it's an apple liquor?
[drink it]
Oh? Poor you, getting the cheap stuff. Would you like to help me finish a bottle of wine?
[ it is, by now, a few days old and more oxidized than she can help, but sierra is pretty handy with keeping her drinks safe. it’s better to finish it now, though, than let it sit any longer. ]
Or, if you like, you’re welcome to take the first sip of my mysterious apple offering.
[ it is, by now, a few days old and more oxidized than she can help, but sierra is pretty handy with keeping her drinks safe. it’s better to finish it now, though, than let it sit any longer. ]
Or, if you like, you’re welcome to take the first sip of my mysterious apple offering.
[Oh shit, she has wine? How did she get wine? Of course he wants wine.]
It seems only fair that I should do both. Risk and reward, don't you think?
[This from the man who nearly cried over skeletons touching him. Look - he misses his Nice Things.]
It seems only fair that I should do both. Risk and reward, don't you think?
[This from the man who nearly cried over skeletons touching him. Look - he misses his Nice Things.]
Skeletons are not in my job description. My courage extends only so far.
[Watch as he cringes just stepping over the skeleton hand still on the ground to follow her inside. Terrible.]
[Watch as he cringes just stepping over the skeleton hand still on the ground to follow her inside. Terrible.]
Not that far.
[ she smiles over her shoulder at him, as she guides him inside to their little kitchen area, where she has all her most important edible treasures stocked up. five bottles of tomato juice, now… a half-emptied bottle of wine… and the apple cider she received after leaving reim’s home before.
picking it up gingerly, she offers it out like it’s a dog treat or something. ]
Here. If it’s good, don’t drink it all.
[ she smiles over her shoulder at him, as she guides him inside to their little kitchen area, where she has all her most important edible treasures stocked up. five bottles of tomato juice, now… a half-emptied bottle of wine… and the apple cider she received after leaving reim’s home before.
picking it up gingerly, she offers it out like it’s a dog treat or something. ]
Here. If it’s good, don’t drink it all.
[Yes... he's here for the wine. But a deal is a deal and he will dutifully try this apple drink first, raising an eyebrow at her as he takes it. Surely she doesn't have to treat it like that.
Now then, the sip of truth... it's just cider, boring.]
It's not liquor.
Now then, the sip of truth... it's just cider, boring.]
It's not liquor.
Like spiced apples in a bottle.
[Not very exciting... That's the best and only description he has. But he'll politely close the bottle and put it down.]
It isn't bad.
[Not very exciting... That's the best and only description he has. But he'll politely close the bottle and put it down.]
It isn't bad.
You should be a food critic.
[ maybe she’ll give the cider to kisa? whatever. it’ll get consumed one way or the other, but for now, she hands reim a glass of rich red wine. ]
It’s from a nation in my home world famed for its wine. It would be quite expensive, but I was lucky enough to receive it for free. How’s your tolerance?
[ maybe she’ll give the cider to kisa? whatever. it’ll get consumed one way or the other, but for now, she hands reim a glass of rich red wine. ]
It’s from a nation in my home world famed for its wine. It would be quite expensive, but I was lucky enough to receive it for free. How’s your tolerance?
[Were there not only a half bottle of wine left, he would chug this entire glass at once to prove a point. Since he can't do that, he just takes a sip, considers it, then hums approvingly. A little... sat-out-for-a-few-days, but good.]
I've only ever been drunk once in my life. [he's a sponge with legs.]
I've only ever been drunk once in my life. [he's a sponge with legs.]
[Yes, thank you, he could destroy this whole bottle by himself. Since he's still resisting just downing the whole glass, he raises his to her slightly in a sort of yes-I-am-full-of-surprises gesture.]
Thank you. It isn't an incident I intend on repeating, so...
Thank you. It isn't an incident I intend on repeating, so...
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