estoria | that's in the sky where the rain's from [OPEN]

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that's in the sky where the rain's from [OPEN]

Who: Cole (

existency) and YOU
When: Before Natalia's ball, but over a few days
Where: Various
What: Cole is getting used to his new home.
Rating/Warning: None unless someone rude tags in (probable)!!

option a — the basic arrival prompt

[ He doesn't belong here.

It's quiet, startlingly so, because there aren't the songs and shimmers of the Fade here like there were at home (wherever "home" was). It whispers, enough for him to be able to reach out and grasp it, use it like he does, but it's not the same. It's disorienting and startling, which is why he wanders. He's looking for the places where it's the loudest, since where it's louder, he's more comforted.

Of course, this process might seem quite strange to anyone nearby. Cole himself would seem to stick out enough, since a gaunt young man with a very large hat and wearing old, dusty leathers would be a contrast against the technology around. But it might catch you by surprise that you seem like you've seen him earlier today, but you can't place where. Unless you're a bit closer to spirits or magic yourself, in which case, it'll be a bit easier to remember seeing him earlier in the day, doing the same thing.

He's just wandering, as if he's lost something or looking for something, but he never makes eye contact with anyone, and most of the people walking by don't seem to see him at all. In fact, it's only you that sees him. ]

option b — memes never die

[ How's the weather today? Did you guess cold and rainy? It's definitely cold and rainy. ~~At least for the purposes of this prompt.~~

If you're braving this terrible weather to head towards the park, you might notice a strange pattern along the main path. Every so often, there's a small cardboard box underneath a tree, and if you're curious enough to go inspect it, the contents might be a bit confusing.

They're all cakes.

They're not quite left out in the rain, since the trees manage to cover most of the rain, but they're still getting soggy enough that no one in their right mind would really want to eat them. And it's clearly not an accident, since there are quite a few!

Continuing along the path, there's a young man braving the rain, though he doesn't seem to mind it. He's out without even an umbrella, though he doesn't really need one, considering the large brim of his hat... But he's also clearly the culprit of the cake-related mystery, since he has a few boxes in hand, and he's setting one down underneath a tree, opening it, then looking up into the branches like he's checking for something.

But all of the sudden, he seems to become aware that someone is watching, since he looks towards who's approaching, but he's quick to bow his head shyly. ]

...Sorry. Am I in the way?

[ More importantly, why is he leaving cakes out in the rain?? ]

option c — not quite as exciting as killing dragons

[ His Cerevice had told him he was a florist, and so a few days after arriving, Cole starts to work. It's definitely not the same as the Inquisition, but he quickly finds that he enjoys the work. It's quiet and solitary, since Cole's odd appearance and mannerisms tend to keep him from getting put at the front and scaring away customers, but he can tend to the flowers dutifully while still getting to be around other people and listen like he likes to.

It's not quite the tavern in Skyhold, where he can just stand for hours and watch the lives of the people there unseen, but it's close enough that he's content.

If you have reason to visit a florist today, other employees will probably greet you first, since Cole tends to stay towards the back. But it's not long before he starts to busy himself with something, then approaches to hold out a bouquet that's stunningly beautiful, and whatever you've come to a florist for, this seems to fit the bill perfectly. ]

...Are these what you were looking for?

[ His voice is soft and gentle, but not quite shy. It seems like he knows, for whatever reason. ]

(( ooc note ; if you choose this prompt, just make sure to include something in your brackets about why your character is getting flowers please! ))

option d — choose your own

[ Wildcard! If you have an idea of a prompt of your own that's different, go for it! You can run it by me or just run with it and we'll figure it out. ]

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Threaded | Flat

[The apartment Chibi's found himself in is nice enough - comfortable, with plenty of napping spaces and weird new things to explore. It does not feel like his, but he's sure he'll break it in in time. When he closes his eyes in his new apartment for the first time, though, he is disconcerted by something.]

[It's just not living enough. Being the largest point of Wakfu in the room is disconcerting; he is so used to the energy of life being always there, always circulating around him. He can't rest if there isn't anything breathing around him!]

[So he carries himself to the florist to pick out a new, potted roommate. Walking through the aisles, all the flowers - cut and potted - are beautiful, but none feel right! But... Before he knows it, one of the workers has come to him, carrying a sunflower in brilliant bloom. Chibi takes a look, closes his eyes for a moment; when he re-opens them, he looks positively delighted.]

She's perfect! [The sunflowers this kid has picked out are vibrant, a ray of sunshine (ha) against the winter outside... And they're a 'she,' apparently. Can you blame him? They just... Feel feminine, something about them. The soul within them is definitely a girl.] I didn't even see her there.

[What's going on here... the first box she sees, Peko kind of pauses and looks inside because what the heck... maybe there's a kitten in there? Or some other kind of small animal, that would be nice. She's, of course, sorely disappointed and more than a little perplexed to see cake in the box. She still has her sword bag on her back, covered by the black umbrella she has to protect herself from the rain as she follows the trail of cakes; maybe this is a prank? Or maybe it's meant as bait to try to lure someone who does like sweet things into a terrible situation. Either way, it's worth investigating.]

What are you doing?

[Once she finds him, she's not answering his question as to whether or not he's in the way, instead just kind of staring at him with visible confusion and more than a little suspicion.]

[Ai Thao had been glancing around looking at several orchids, mostly intrigued at how plant life on this planet was able to thrive quite well even if certain blossoms shouldn't be in season. She likes flowers and now that she's been here for almost three months now, Ai's noticed that her apartment is bare. There's the view of the city from the window, for sure, but she feels the need to beautify her residence somehow.

Flowers? It's a logical conclusion to come to when thinking about adding beauty to ones space.

The quiet voice gets her attention and she blinks when he holds out the bouquet.]

Oh! That's... Yes, I was considering those for sure. That's a lovely arrangement you have there.

[okay but first off, why is cake in the rain haunting this cast

Oz will indeed be out and about, because weather doesn't dictate what one must do in any given day! He's got errands to run and things to accomplish, and he's got his little plaid umbrella to keep him (mostly) dry. Once he spots the first box, though, he ditches his route momentarily to take a look. ...Cake? Maybe someone got chased away by the rain mid-picnic and had to leave it behind. That's a dang shame, but Oz isn't desperate or rude enough to steal someone's soggy rain cake.

By the time he comes across the fourth, he's just wondering if there's some maniac out here trying to trap people with a really bad sweet tooth. It's a good thing he catches sight of Cole soon after, or he would have been left wondering about this strange mystery for the rest of his life.]

Oh— Hello! Are you the one leaving those out?

[And more importantly WHY, but Oz will just ease into that...]

[Lapis is still trying to get her bearings, everything far too new and strange that simply going to where she's supposed to be staying doesn't sound right. If she's stuck here, she may as well get a mental map of the area, even if she does have an actual map. She want's to actually see everything.

She stops when she spots Cole out of the corner of her eyes, blinking in confusion at what she can sense from him. And that she had seen him before, when she was wandering around; she had been too absorbed in taking in her surroundings and talking to Mitchell (which would have looked like she was talking to herself to most people) to approach back then.

But it seems like he's still wandering around too, so after a moment of thought, she doesn't hesitate to walk over to him. Her expression and tone are completely neutral, but Lapis is never good at expressing herself.]

... Are you alright? You seem lost.

[. . .

He moves his own umbrella to further investigate the guy in front of him -- he'd been following the boxes of cake, and he'd been so confused by it. ~~He might've even had a bite or two--~~ So when Cole speaks up, Nice just stares blankly.]

What're you doing? Aren't you wasting a perfectly good cake like that?

[????? He even sounds a little judgmental at this point.]

[ Mary is not a stalker.

But she thinks she's seen him before, not enough to claim familiarity (because there was no one here from home yet, no Kido to sigh at her, no Kano to tease her or Seto to gently encourage her, no quarreling siblings)-- but she remembers that hat.

From much earlier, actually, and she has to wonder: has this person been wandering around this whole time? If she'd done that, she would have probably doubled over from exhaustion, but she's since taken several breaks on her little walk.

Honestly, it's his hat that holds her attention (is it like her hood, is he trying to hide himself), and she pays it - and him - more mind than she should, because when she notices someone who looks as though they might walk right into him in their hurried way to elsewhere, the words, panicked, escape her. ]

Look ou--!

[ And in true Mary fashion, which is to say that no one really knows how it happens, she gets jostled from behind as she steps forward to try and assist.

... And tips over, landing with the most impressive of WHUMPs. ]

[It was strange to think that Christmas was coming up already, when in her world it had been summer. It was even stranger to think of passing that holiday without her mother or sister around her.

The florist's shop is usually a nice respite from daily life, but right now the flowers just remind her of things she couldn't give those she actually cared about. But maybe getting some flowers to brighten up her own place would help her brighten her mood.

Something with red and white flowers, to remember her sister by? She stares down the flowers like they might somehow make the decision for her, when Cole seems to appear from nowhere. Mio starts in surprise and stares at him for a long moment, as if trying to determine who he is or what he wants (mostly it's just he evokes a strange feeling that's both familiar and not and makes the butterfly bruising at her throat throb strangely), before remembering that in polite human society, you should probably acknowledge when you're spoken to.]

I... Yes? [Baffled, Mio reaches for the bouquet and then hesitates] How did you know?

[Astrid hadn't intended to go out to the park today, especially given the rain, but it's not like she isn't used to rain or anything. Back on Berk, if it wasn't raining, it was snowing. That was about it when it came to weather. So this? This was nothing. All the same, she still didn't want to be out long.

But her dragon had other plans.

Astrid had flown Stormfly into town, planning to be in and out in a shop. She left the dragon outside while she did what she needed to, but when she exited the store, the dragon was nowhere to be found. At least, in the immediate area. Even though the rain, the bright blue of her dragon wasn't hard to notice at the park across the street, so she replaced her hood over her head and followed after her.

When she caught up to Stormfly, the dragon in question was poking around a box under a tree. Astrid sighed, grabbing on to her saddle to get her attention.]

Stormfly, what are you doing? That's not yours.

[...not that Astrid knew who would have left a cake under a tree in the rain, but still.]

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