Cast: Cabaletto (Iron) & Lucifel (Dea)
TLDR: Caba accidentally ran into Fel, and both apologize. Caba can't shake the strange feeling from the man, and they both soon learn they are both involved in the same Investigation squad. Fel shortly offers a meal and drink.
Support Points Earned: 1
September 21, 2017
TLDR: Caba accidentally ran into Fel, and both apologize. Caba can't shake the strange feeling from the man, and they both soon learn they are both involved in the same Investigation squad. Fel shortly offers a meal and drink.
Support Points Earned: 1
[9:12 PM] IronPegasus | (o•v•o): The meeting had gone well. Really, unexpectedly, wonderfully well. Cabaletto was still reeling from the shock of hearing his name read from the parchment held in Saarva's hands; part of him believed it to merely be a dream. But, of course they picked me! Even a blind man could see my raw potential! The Heron puffed his narrow chest out in an attempt to make himself feel more deserving and heroic, but it wasn't very effective. I'm in the big time now. I'm going to have to make good on my promise to do everything I cn to help with this investigation or Saarva will realize I'm a fraud.
The man was in such deep thought as he wandered out of the meeting hall that he ran smack into the back of the person walking in front of him. The sudden solid obstacle sent him flailing backwards, where upon he promptly tripped on an unlevel cobblestone and went sprawling to the ground. Cabaletto straightened his hat, which was askew on his head from the fall, and looked upwards at the person he'd bumped into. "Mine apologies. I did not see thee."(edited)
[9:44 PM] Deallocate: The unexpected man before him turned slightly, providing Cabaletto with a moment's view of a sharp face turned down in disgust. And as quick as the expression appeared, it was replaced with a kindly smile. The man wore a sharp black suit, trimmed expertly to fit his trim proportions. A crimson tie peeked out from his lapel, bringing out the color in his blazing red eyes and similarly-colored hair. To top it off, a smart black hat rested upon his head, seemingly less of a fashion statement and more as a means to hide his gaze.
"No, I insist you forgive me." When he finally spoke, the shady man's voice was slick, but not altogether insincere. "I'm afraid I'm at fault for loitering in the center of the meeting hall." Within the grasp of his right hand was a slip of parchment, which he had apparently been consulting with rapt attention. With a twist of his fingers, the paper was summarily folded and placed within his breast pocket, before he proffered his now-free hand to the fallen Laguz. "Please, allow me."
[10:02 PM] IronPegasus | (o•v•o): Some component of the man's voice sent shudders running down the Heron's spine. Cabaletto knew voices with all the familiarity of a professional singer - how their dips and peaks expressed longing and joy and anger - and this voice circled his ears like cautious predator. Oh, the words were friendly enough, but there was something off about the tone...
Still, he accepted the open hand gratefully and pulled himself upright once more. The two men struck a strange dichotomy as they stood facing one another: one clothed in black and the other in white, with only the red of their sash and tie to connect them. "Not to worry, good sir." This must be another one of the investigation members. Sweeping his hat off his black-haired head and holding it to his chest, Cabaletto bowed deeply. His off-white wings stretched into the air above him.
"Mine name is Cabaletto the Courageous, Heron of the Isle of White. To whom doth I owe the pleasure?"(edited)
[10:26 PM] Deallocate: The other man lightly tipped the brim of his hat in turn. "Lucifel the Loquacious, Beorc of the City of Scholars." he replied, perfectly mimicking his acquaintance's inflection. A slight smile was all that betrayed any hint of flippancy.
"A Heron, you say? My, my, this must be my lucky day, no?" Fel said as he walked around Cabaletto's side to take in a view of his beautiful wings. "Herons are said to be signs of utmost fortune, after all." He completed his rotation, stopping in front of the young Laguz once again. "Tell me, should I buy a lottery ticket? I admittedly never have been one for gambling, but with such an idol of beauty and purity before me, I hardly doubt any misfortune could befall me."
[10:52 PM] IronPegasus | (o•v•o): Cabaletto's lemon yellow eyes narrowed slightly at Lucifel's mimicked introduction. Is he . . . mocking me? We've hardly known each other for but a few moments and I'm already questioning if I like this man. His sharp avian eyes followed the suited figure as he made his circle around him. Again, the feeling of a predator stalking was involked. Who is he?
"I fear that any luck I possess does not alloweth me to predict the future," the Heron replied smoothly. "I suggest thee keep thy Leafs. Now tell me. Art thou a part of the investigation team that met here not an hour past?" Please say no, please say no.
[11:17 PM] Deallocate: "Why, as a matter of fact, I am indeed." Fel reached into his pocket once again and pulled forth the piece of parchment he had been examining earlier. "My, what a coincidence!- It would appear that you are too, my good friend." he replied with an air of cheer as his eyes glanced down at the sheet. "Cabaletto, skilled master of the sword and... singing?" he inquired, brows furrowing almost comically.
With an inquiring glance, Fel looked up. "It's... refreshing to hear that you've got faith in such a unconventional talent for use during an investigation. I look forward to seeing how your warbles will help us uncover the truth beneath this mystery." he said at last, folding away the expedition roster once again. "That being said, I will be counting on your peerless swordsmanship to guard my life from those who would dare oppose our progress. I myself am a mere banker, and possess no means by which to defend myself."
He flashed a jaunty smile. "I trust you'll stay by my side to defend me should combat arise? I have no doubt the rest of our motley crew is more than capable of protecting themselves."
[11:43 PM] IronPegasus | (o•v•o): "The voices of Herons art famed for their timbres of the highest-caliber!" the man scoffed in reply. "It is said that their beauty can reviatalize and reinvigorate the spirits of all who hear them! I am insulted that you would dare refer to them as mere 'warbles'." Cabaletto's accent slipped away as he became agitated. "When you are weary, I am sure that you will be most grateful for my services."
The Heron's feet itched to walk away from the man and forget the slight to his people. I have to learn to tolerate this man, though. After all, I'll be working closely with him from now on. His heart sunk at the thought. "As for my sword skills, I'll not have you question them too! One insult is quite enough. I am ready to serve this investigation in any capacity needed, whether be it by song or by sword." He crossed his arms in annoyance.
[8:17 AM] Deallocate: The snide businessman, for his part, looked taken aback. "My good sir! You do me great distress with such an accusation." His shocked face was quickly replaced by one of worry. "For you to so naturally jump to such a conclusion, you must have very little faith in your own abilities. I must admit, I assumed the opposite when you proudly declared your name earlier."
"If you'd rather not lend me your aid in danger, I fully understand. I only wish you could forgive me for this presumed slight." Fel replied, bowing his head slightly in apology. "Please, allow me to buy you a drink, both in celebration of this momentous occasion, and in apology."
[8:00 PM] IronPegasus | (o•v•o): It was hardly an accusation. He outright called them 'warbles'. Cabaletto grumbled internally. What's he playing at, trying to feign innocence?
"Good sir, I am highly confident in my abilities. I am sensitive, however, to people questioning them, on account of my heritage. Herons are well-known in Laqueos for their peaceful ways; many seek to defame me on that basis alone." He uncrossed his arms in hopes that the less-threatening stance would cause the other man to back off. "I will accept your offer of companionship over a meal. I must warn you though, I have no stomach for drink."
[8:27 PM] Deallocate: Fel waved his hand absentmindedly as he led the way to the door. "Oh, you need not worry about that. Alcohol is but a cornerstone in the great temple that is fine drink. I do hope you'll allow me to be your guide in exploring their delights..."
[8:27 PM] Deallocate: ===END RP===
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