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𝘢𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩. ([personal profile] bloomly) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs2022-07-17 05:37 pm

( open & closed ) july catch-all

Who: aerith & you
When: throughout july
Where: solvunn, the horizon
What: catch-all for the month
Warnings: will update if applicable

( open and closed starters in the comments. if you'd like a custom starter or want to do something specific, please feel free to hit me up with a PM and we can go from there! )
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[personal profile] funbreaker 2022-08-02 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ As Thancred glimpses the side of the house, he's able to gather that the woman is painting some sort of mural. It seems to be in the early stages still, and so he can't quite gather what it will look like when it's all done. Or perhaps it's meant to be more abstract, a swirl of colors as she experiments with them? The beauty of the Horizon is that she can simply make it a blank slate and start over, if she wishes.

She isn't the least bit perturbed by his presence here despite the fact that they're total strangers, and that sort of openness immediately reminds him of Himeka. That alone allows him to ease up a bit as he nods in confirmation. ]


I can't claim to be much of an artist, but if all you require is for me to fill in the lines, I should be able to manage.

[ It depends on how creative she wants to be about this. She has made a mess, her clothes and boots covered in splatters of paint, but that also doesn't truly matter here. Even so, Thancred decides to shrug out of his own stark white coat and set it aside, leaving him in the black undershirt that he wears here in place of his body armor.

He blinks in her direction when she asks for his favorite color. ]
Then I suspect if I tell you I don't have one, that I'll fail said interview. [ He taps one boot against the dirt path, taking a moment to consider. His thoughts shift to Ryne, and a moment later a can of paint appears near his feet, almost exactly matching the color of her burnt orange hair.

He stares down at it, briefly taken aback. ]
— Well, I suppose that answers that.
Edited 2022-08-02 01:47 (UTC)
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[personal profile] funbreaker 2022-08-09 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ It would have been fair enough to say that Thancred likes all colors equally, though he does prefer to deal in shades of white, black, and gray when it comes to his own attire. That's neither here nor there, as the Horizon has seen fit to answer the question for him. The woman studies the paint bucket with immediate interest. If she's so fond of flowers, it does stand to reason that she appreciates colors of all kinds. ]

Good. I was worried for a moment there. [ That he wouldn't pass, that is. It's said lightly, even as he bends down to the grab the handle on the pail and then walk it over to the edge of the wall. ]

And you? What is your favorite color? [ He takes note of her clothing, dirtied though it might be, and that ribbon in her hair. ] Let me guess — pink?

[ He isn't much for this sort of creative thinking, though the arrangement of colors on the wall thus far doesn't seem to be following any specific pattern. He nods up to the canvas, then glances back to his newfound friend. ]

What would you have me do?
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[personal profile] funbreaker 2022-08-18 10:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Something that makes him happy? That's a tall order, given that Thancred's first thoughts are of people and there is little chance that he'll be able to paint a good depiction of any of them. He scoffs and shakes his head. ]

You are expecting far too much of me. I'll attempt to keep it simple, as to not ruin your wall.

[ Were Alphinaud here it would be a different story, but there's little point in having such thoughts. Yet Thancred can't seem to stop them all the same.

Now, what is something simple he can paint that is the same color as Ryne's hair? A setting sun, perhaps? He dips a brush into the paint to coat it as he deliberates, then glances over when the woman speaks up again. ]


I suppose you could think of it like that. It's a chance to get away. [ Though they are quite vulnerable while in this state. He won't point that out. Instead, he focuses on reaching up with the paintbrush to start making a circle at the top corner of the wall. ] I'm in Thorne. It's well protected for now, but doesn't grant me the freedom that I would like. And you?

[ What does she need safe haven from? ]
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[personal profile] funbreaker 2022-08-27 10:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Thancred shakes his head at the question. He hasn't been to Solvunn or the Free Cities, but his understanding is that the number of Summoned who have actually crossed faction borders are few and far between. He's already a rare breed for having seen as much of Thorne as has. ]

I have not, but a good friend of mine is there. Himeka, if you've met?

[ His guess is that Himeka knows most of the Summoned in Solvunn, at least in passing. She's the sort of person who would be pleased to meet someone new each and every day, always eager for novel experiences.

Thancred's made the circular border of the sun now, and so he reapplies paint to his brush and works on filling it in. ]


I have heard that the people of Solvunn put their faith to old gods. If there's truth to that — [ and that seems to be the case, based on what Himeka has told him ] — then that might explain the feeling you're having.

[ There's nothing wrong with a bit of suspicion, in his opinion, and he gives a small shrug at her next question. ] I try to pick up jobs in the town outside the castle, to stay busy. Being cooped up in such a lavish space isn't exactly my preference, but it is what it is.
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[personal profile] funbreaker 2022-09-11 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ As he expected, then.

Thancred pauses for a moment, letting his brush fall to his side as it occurs to him that they've gone all this time without exchanging names. ]


I'm Thancred, by the way. Surely she's mentioned me — only good things, I hope. [ He winks then, not actually convinced his name would have come up and yet going with it all the same. It's difficult to fluster him, so if the young woman says that she's never heard of him, he won't take it personally.

As for whether or not Thorne is more exciting that Solvunn, he couldn't say. Yet all he's heard of the rural area does make it sounds as if there's a finite number of things one can do with their time, and much of it involves livestock or crops. ]
There's a lot of movement within the court, plenty of magick and alchemical study going on, that sort of thing. [ He shrugs, not particularly interested in such pursuits himself.

At her sudden request, he glances over to what she's working on, eyes narrowing as he tries to puzzle through what the final product might be. Yet it's hard to make anything of the amorphous shape currently on the wall in fresh paint. ]


Hmm? Five and ten. [ Not particularly inventive, but he has answered her. ]