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royal_musings2023-09-23 02:37 pm
callmeles) wrote in royal_musings2023-09-23 02:37 pm
Entry tags:
journalist . enjoys all things spooky and crime . voicetesting
fabulous sharp shooter with fabulous taste in clothing and men . still semi voice testing
vampire/demon hybrid . every day is spooky season
street racer . her family isn't very subtle but she loves them anyway
[The canals are flooded. It’s one of those nights in Ketterdam where it hasn’t rained, it’s poured. A minute would have stuck shirts to skin, let alone several hours. Even so, the real reason Kaz heads up to finally change when arriving back at the Slat is because, despite dawn near rising, he’s still got work to do. Always.
Kaz slips off his gloves and washes his hands and arms, his face. He changes into dry clothing, a suit of course, though he still feels damp. Then sitting on his floor, bad leg extended, he takes off his boots and starts to shine them so the day’s wear and tear won’t show. Kaz cleans his own messes, so it looks like there never are any. His window’s cracked open to let in some air, the room is stale and hot from lack of use, and he swears he can smell the salt despite the harbor not being that near.
It’s raining, though.
Only one person alive has seen the Bastard of the Barrel plop himself down on the floor of his room in his socks to clean his shoes.
They’ve traded messages, of course. Even when they’re both at home in the Slat sometimes. Updates of reassurance before word of a battle reaches the other. Random jealousy pictures of food one’s having that the other isn’t. Conspiracy theories on how certain unsolved crimes happened. In many ways it feels natural when he sends one to her now.]
Your ledge is getting wet.
Kaz slips off his gloves and washes his hands and arms, his face. He changes into dry clothing, a suit of course, though he still feels damp. Then sitting on his floor, bad leg extended, he takes off his boots and starts to shine them so the day’s wear and tear won’t show. Kaz cleans his own messes, so it looks like there never are any. His window’s cracked open to let in some air, the room is stale and hot from lack of use, and he swears he can smell the salt despite the harbor not being that near.
It’s raining, though.
Only one person alive has seen the Bastard of the Barrel plop himself down on the floor of his room in his socks to clean his shoes.
They’ve traded messages, of course. Even when they’re both at home in the Slat sometimes. Updates of reassurance before word of a battle reaches the other. Random jealousy pictures of food one’s having that the other isn’t. Conspiracy theories on how certain unsolved crimes happened. In many ways it feels natural when he sends one to her now.]
Your ledge is getting wet.
If you see me covered in smoke stains, don’t be alarmed.
Admit it, the caraway in the coffee was grand.
As you friend who may need an alibi, I feel I should let you know that I may kill Kaz.
As a silver lining, we know his stance on funerals so we won't have to pay for one.
As a silver lining, we know his stance on funerals so we won't have to pay for one.
Have you ever thought of making your own hot sauce to stay on hellish brand? Or have I been in Ketterdam too long to think to capitalize on that?
No.
[Is this an answer to an old question posed? A regular reminder that he just sends Jesper periodically? A response to something he suspects Jesper is brewing up? A way to keep Jesper on his toes wondering what it means? Possibly yes to all.]
[Is this an answer to an old question posed? A regular reminder that he just sends Jesper periodically? A response to something he suspects Jesper is brewing up? A way to keep Jesper on his toes wondering what it means? Possibly yes to all.]
What happened? Did something catch on fire again, Wylan?
Kaz and I were testing a theory.
On the plus side, our hypothesis was correct. [Priorities.]
There might have been a slight fire as a byproduct, but we’re fine. Sooty, but fine.
On the plus side, our hypothesis was correct. [Priorities.]
There might have been a slight fire as a byproduct, but we’re fine. Sooty, but fine.
[ He looks down at the text and snorts. ]
First of all, yes.
Secondly, you can't possibly know what I am doing!
First of all, yes.
Secondly, you can't possibly know what I am doing!
Absolutely not, then.
I know many things, Jesper, including you.
I know many things, Jesper, including you.
He finally actually made a request for a meal.
Then told me that the rest of the night off was nixed, he had a job for us.
Then proceeded to use what I made as part of the con.
Then said I should be happy that what I make is finally serving a real purpose.
Then told me that the rest of the night off was nixed, he had a job for us.
Then proceeded to use what I made as part of the con.
Then said I should be happy that what I make is finally serving a real purpose.
[ It's pouring and she's soaked to the bone but still, she doesn't leave her perch on the rooftop. Ketterdam isn't a peaceful place but she likes this time of night or rather, morning the most. Especially when it rains. She should go inside soon and try to rest while she can but not yet.
Then she gets that text and she glances down to read it quickly. ]
It's a good thing then that I'm not likely to slip.
Then she gets that text and she glances down to read it quickly. ]
It's a good thing then that I'm not likely to slip.
Not indignant on its behalf, then?
[He had prepared with an umbrella, but it got lost. Who knows if the next one will, but of course he has a replacement. He imagines it will still be raining when he leaves again shortly. No rest for the wicked, and between the two of them, it’s him who falls into that category.]
[He had prepared with an umbrella, but it got lost. Who knows if the next one will, but of course he has a replacement. He imagines it will still be raining when he leaves again shortly. No rest for the wicked, and between the two of them, it’s him who falls into that category.]
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