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by San Prospero » Sun Sep 23, 2018 6:33 pm
by Ezhara » Sun Sep 23, 2018 11:08 pm
by Adab » Sun Sep 23, 2018 11:23 pm
The Selkie wrote:The receptionist looked at the young, rather tired-looking woman and was sad, that he had to shake his head.
"Sorry, Miss Kaykali.", he said and had to frown, "We're completely booked out. No room available for anyone." He did not, however, want to leave her hanging and so he added: "If you want, I can call around a bit for you and see, if there is any room available anywhere, but please don't get your hopes up. With the festival today, you should have booked before!" He motioned for one of the couches in the lobby. "Have a seat, if you want."
The lobby was comfortable, mostly made so by the couch and its opposite number on the other side of the room, both along the side-walls. Above each of them, a painting hung.
One depicted a ship in calm sea, a fishing ship with sails and a wooden hull, dragging a trawling net behind it. It was not a particularly large vessel, but it sat there calmly, the crew working in overdrive. It was basically an oversized Seol, a larger sloop with one jib and one jib-headed mainsail, small boats, which one could still sea in use to this day with pleasure and fishing fleets.
The other showed a scene in the restaurant, the barkeeper cleaning glasses, a few waitresses about waiting a few tables and a sole young man standing on small stage, singing, by his expression singing about love and pain and all belonging to it.
It was not a bad place to wait.
by The Selkie » Mon Sep 24, 2018 1:58 am
AHSCA wrote:The Selkie wrote:Amy saw, that something was up between the two of them, the look of people, who loved each other dearly - but one, she would bet, had to give up a lot for the love he felt.
It was not her place to pry, so she played along.
"Thank you!", she said and grinned, "This is my hometown, after all. And don't worry about me making a detour, I'm running an errant anyway." As they came closer, the fiddle became louder and louder, but not unbearably so. "I love it here, it's a wonderful place."
"We can tell how beautiful and wonderful it really is here." Kirie agreed
"Yeah it's very nice here. Something like where we're from but really special."
"We're enjoying ourselves. It was a long trip to get here but worth it in the end."
"See that's the spirit, Kirie."
"You're right, Sora." She took his hand firmly with her own. From now on she had to not worry much about what was going on home and try to enjoy the lovely gift her husband got her.
"My wife is just turning 18 ya know" Sora added "I thought this would be a really great treat for her. Plus I just was rotated into reserve duty back home so now I have more time with her."
"That's my Sora for you, he really knows how to spoil me rotten!" She joked
Mervay wrote:Lisolette closed the door of the room and she followed Finnegan to the restaurant. It crossed through the lobby to an large room with windows that was the restaurant. It was full of people and you could see that this was because of the festival.
For Devienne this was something normal of an large amount of people in the restaurants,since in home this was the same. The buttons took her to an free table in the windows,in where she could see the lower city and the harbour,what an beautiful wiew.
"Thanks Finnegan have an good day" she said to the buttons. After that Lisolette waited some minutes and meanwhile that happened she begun to think of today,in where she could see some old friends and know new ones. She could even know in person that woman,Amy was her name if she remembered. That woman that was the one that told her about the festival and she wanted to thank her.
When the waitress came,she saw that was an little nervious and looked like if she was new or something like that.
"Good morning and no need to be nervious,I'm not some monster or one crazy person. Anyways yes,I would like to have some tea with waffles,please... Oh and an newspaper for read the news of today" she says smiling to the waitress.
Kuronami wrote:Billie opened her eyes and turned to see a lovely pretty lady next to her. She let out a gleeful laugh "Hehehe hi there! That's what my ma and pa tell me!" She replied in regards to being full of energy, some thought she should have been named Pepper but her proper namesake was a family name passed through generations so not much could be done about that. "Sure I'd like to see!" she grinned pushing her messy hair from her eyes.
San Prospero wrote:Prussian Polish Commonwealth wrote:Irene and Karl snapped off salutes, and Irene nodded. "Ja. What is your relation to Cel-and who else is here besides us?"
Marie's eyes widened upon seeing Yven. '...he's the handsomest man I'e seen...'
Irene continued on. "As you can tell, I'm Irene, he's Karl and she's-Marie? Hello?"
Marie snapped out of her trance and shook her head. "I-my Marie is name-I mean what?"
Soon a dark-haired girl entered after the three. She immediately ran up to them. "Hey guys!", she said. "It's so good to see you again!"
That was Ana Soares. She was a somewhat quiet and reserved girl, and from her innocent appearance you could not guess her background. Ana was born and raised in the Ecclesiastical State of Portugal, a theocratic dictatorship run by a mad fascist dictator. Whether by a miracle or sheer luck, she met and befriended the President of San Prospero while on a travel exchange, and obtained San Prosperan citizenship. While Ana was surprised by all the freedom at first, she quickly adjusted to life as a normal teenager. That was not the last time she would come face-to-face with her oppressors though – only recently, two agents from the Portuguese secret police, posing as modeling agency recruiters, had tried to abduct Ana and take her back to the Ecclesiastical State. Their plan was foiled by the San Prosperan authorities, and relations between the two countries went down the drain. Not surprisingly, Ana was quite shaken by the experience.
Today, Ana was on the island of Shella in the Free Lands of the Selkie. She was there to meet some of her other friends she made on that travel exchange, like the trio from Prussia-Poland standing in front of her. Ana hoped that having fun with her friends would help her forget the horrible attempt on her life.
Lillorainen wrote:Filleadh House, Garden.
The foxes, whom Chris meanwhile believed to know better than his own family, were fed, the first guests were arriving. Yven went around the house (wouldn't going through it have been easier? Well, each to their own ...) to welcome Irene, Karl, and Marie.
Chris knew that Cel was still struggling with her memories, but she was surely not alone with this problem - especially those who had obviously been at some yet worse places, as he had figured from the links to according posts on Piffle his cousin Robert had sent him via messenger, with the note that everything was possible, even if one thought that it couldn't get worse.
Now, he grinned. "I thought the rule goes like, no alcohol before the kiddos are in bed!" This referred to the beach party rule in Dumhach, established by Cel's boss (not Mr. Folaíochta, but one of the 416 Finnegans around).
Of course, he know the rule for this - that 'Lillos having beer for breakfast' thing was rather a rumor. Mostly, at least.
Uachtair Inn.
Fred and Hilda patiently waited for the receptionist to finish his phone call. In the meantime, they looked around in the lobby, not exactly a hall, regarding size, but feeling homey.
"It even looks quite nice in here, what do you say?" - Hilda whispered in Danish.
Fred nodded. "Quite cannot complain, really."
The receptionist got finished with his call, turned to them, apologized for the delay and asked what he could do for them.
They went on to the reception.
"Good morning, sir" - Fred said, in English again, of course, "No problem. We would need a room for two, for the time of the festivities. Leverdal is the name - Frederik and Hilda." He repeated their last name, a difficult one for someone who did not speak Danish, slowly, so he would understand.
... for the time of the festival - or even way longer - Hilda added in minds, but just smiled and nodded.
Ezhara wrote:Shella, Main Town Square
As many foreigners had it explained to them, "it was an Ezharan thing."
It was an Ezharan sort of thing to value children, & with it came a surprising amount of freedom & respect towards them that meant it was not uncommon to find them wandering the streets of Ezhara or even foreign streets, mostly unaccompanied by an adult — usually, their parent could be found somewhere nearby, shopping or eating or whatever it was & keeping only mild awareness of their child. In fact, it was not uncommon for especially famous child actors or singers to go perform in foreign locations only loosely accompanied by a Mascot (an Ezharan city's leader) rather than their parents, as had happened in celebration of a queen's birthday.
It was also an Ezharan sort of thing to haul around weaponry & to be overall flamboyant in one's attire, but that was beside the point.
Elliot Verian was, naturally, very much influenced by these "Ezharan things," as one could clearly see by the strange dark red stick protruding from his backpack all the way up to his head of curly black hair. While accompanied by his nineteen year old sister, it was clear that she was not his mother, who was presumably elsewhere & had left the kids to their own devices in this foreign location. Perfectly natural to them, but then again, his sister was just barely an adult. Considering that this was intended to be a family vacation, though, it was certainly odd that they weren't all together.
"See anything interesting, Elliot?" asked Irene to her brother, looking around the town square.
"Mmm... no, not yet," he replied, shaking his head, "We really should have found a guide, huh?" The two of them kept wandering, looking for some sort of interesting store that they could go to... or perhaps someone else would approach them.
Shella, Main Town Square
As it turns out, another pair of Ezharans was in the area — the Reiss sisters, who were both singers of some renown that were known for their adventurous lyrics heavily inspired by folklore & filled with a sort of childlike, innocent wonder that charmed anyone with the memory of a journey from their own childhood or from history. While their fans were fanatical in their love for them, they were far from the top of the list of Ezharan celebrities, in part from their apathy towards advertising themselves & advertising their concerts, the latter of which also being done at smaller venues rather than the grand concert halls that dotted Ezhara's cities.
On the stage, their color theme typically consisted of a yellow one for Carrie & a white one for Victoria, whereas clothing for both were bodices & short, poofy skirts that went down a mere few inches accompanied by shorts, but it was still rarely their bodies that drew in fans; while somewhat alluring in their own rights, it simply paled in comparison to their musical genius. Here, in this festival, though, they wore more conservative clothing — skirts that, while still a bit poofy, went down to below their knees, & simple t-shirts, Carrie's having an x-shape of two blades dripping in honey (probably some odd Ezharan symbolism) & Victoria's being a cartoonish rabbit's face.
Speaking of cartoonish, the two sisters were currently in a gift shop of sorts purchasing some souvenirs for home, when a lone, bizarre plush caught Victoria's eye. "Huh? What's this supposed to be?" she said, grabbing the object from its empty shelf & turning it around, "That's... weird. There's no scanning thing. Oh, wait, but there's a name!" Her eyes narrowed as she attempted to make it out. "Dís, from La Friglas?"
"Why would someone leave a toy like that?" Carrie questioned, "Never heard of anywhere named La Friglas before."
"Hmm, whatever, maybe it would be best to leave it, in case whoever had it came back," Victoria replied, continuing to peruse the store.
Adab wrote:"You sure?" Aida said, hoping that the receptionist was wrong and she wouldn't have to move to another inn. She just couldn't be bothered to do it now. She treated herself to the nearest seat, gazing at the paintings hanging above her. At this point her concern was largely financial: would she be able to pay if she were moved to another inn? Then she remembered that she actually had just a bit more money than she remembered. Well that's a relief.
So she sat there, waiting to know where she would be staying.
I play PT, MT and a bit FT. I am into character-RPs.
by Adab » Mon Sep 24, 2018 5:25 am
The Selkie wrote:Adab wrote:"You sure?" Aida said, hoping that the receptionist was wrong and she wouldn't have to move to another inn. She just couldn't be bothered to do it now. She treated herself to the nearest seat, gazing at the paintings hanging above her. At this point her concern was largely financial: would she be able to pay if she were moved to another inn? Then she remembered that she actually had just a bit more money than she remembered. Well that's a relief.
So she sat there, waiting to know where she would be staying.
"I'll see, what I can do.", the receptionist said and reached for the phone, just as it rang. He frowned slightly as he picked it up, speaking to the person on the other side in Selkie. It was a short call, which ended with him crossing something in his book of reservations and hanging up again. He looked at Aida. "Miss Kaykali, if I were you, I'd try to play lottery today, for it's your lucky day."
He grinned lightly, nodding to the phone.
"One of our reservations just cancelled, so we have a room free.", he said and motioned for her to come closer, offering a ballpen. "I'd need your passport or ID-card, as well as you to sign here. It's not exactly a premium room and there will be no additional services, but there's a good WLAN."
by AHSCA » Mon Sep 24, 2018 7:41 am
The Selkie wrote:Amy grinned. "I have someone spoiling me as well.", she told them, smiling at the memory of a chap she knew from her hobby as an air racer, "His name is Dakov, a fellow air racer."
She let a beat pass.
"I must admit, though, that I would have guessed you younger, Kirie, was it?", she bowed her head lightly, "I'm Amy. Pleasure to meet you both!"
The music drew nearer and nearer.
by Kuronami » Mon Sep 24, 2018 7:48 am
The Selkie wrote:The woman grinned in reply.
"Then here we go!", she said and took her under her arms, sitting Billie on her shoulders, adjusting her balance for a moment, then standing there with a wide grin, watching the dancing couples as well. She smiled. "Your parents are the two redheads, right?", she asked her rider, "They're good... are you sitting well?"
There was a bit of concern in her voice at that.
by Lillorainen » Mon Sep 24, 2018 8:17 am
The Selkie wrote:Filleadh House, Garden.
"That's for when there're kiddos present, Chris.", I said and looked down, to where a little fox was sitting in my arms. "Except for that little lad, we're in a rather kid-free zone."
I grinned, mischief and allure dancing in my eyes.
"Unless, of course, you want to work on sending me home with a little passenger tonight...?", I teased, before whispering into his ear, "We'd just have to be a bit quieter then in Dumhach. We're having house guests tonight, after all."
Uachtair Inn.
The receptionist nodded at the name, then began to look through his papers, finding something.
"Hilda Leverdal... as in the horsewoman from Lillorainen?", he asked with a smile, nodding at his book. "If so, I have two single-rooms reserved and paid for in that name by the Marcach Guild of Cuan. Nice people, that were." He let a beat pass. "They also invited you to the Cups fought for today, premium seats. Details in their letter on the desk in your room."
He let a beat pass.
"So... you're her?", the receptionist asked, turning his book around and offering both of them a pen to sign where their names were written.
by Mervay » Mon Sep 24, 2018 8:25 am
The Selkie wrote:The adorable waitress nodded.
"Tea, waffles and newspaper.", she said and jotted it all down, nodding, before she grinned - still nervous, but not as much anymore. Combined with the fact, that she was around twelve, it made her look even cuter. "I'll be back in a minute, Miss."
And indeed, it took actually less then a minute for her to return.
Carrying a tablet, the little waitress placed the tablet onto the table first, putting a cup of piping hot tea in front of Lise and a small can a slight bit away. "This is a blend of rosehip, pieces of apple, rose petals and marigold.", she explained, "Ideal to wake up, grown in the house's own gardens." Then came the waffles, roughly in heart shape, with a side. "Waffles with jams of raspberries, strawberries and blueberries. We call them vaiféal, by the way." After she put the utensils next to the plate, she placed the last piece on the table as well. "The Utica Times, a newspaper from Kyrenaia. This morning's edition as well." She placed the tables in front of her body and bowed her head. "The House wishes good appetite, Miss. If you need anything...?"
by Prussian Polish Commonwealth » Mon Sep 24, 2018 8:33 am
Prussia-Poland exits EU////Sejm grants Kingdom of Bavaria shared autonomy in Danzig///Royal Bavarian Navy set to expand///German 'No Borders' activists hold rally near border crossing, breach fence before broken up with cavalry charge///5000 Christian refugees taken in
by San Prospero » Mon Sep 24, 2018 9:02 am
by Lillorainen » Mon Sep 24, 2018 9:17 am
Prussian Polish Commonwealth wrote:Irene smiled upon seeing Ana. "Oh, hey Ana! Wie geht's?"
At Yven's request, Irene and co followed him into the garden. Karl leaned on his crutch and ended up entering first.
"Good day, Chris and Cel, long time no see. When's the wedding?"
San Prospero wrote:"Vi-guets"?, repeated Ana. "Sorry, I don't understand what that means."
Ana was fluent in 5 languages – Portuguese, Latin, English, French and Italian. But German was completely Greek to her. Then she noticed Karl in crutches. "Meu Deus! What happened, Karl?"
by Prussian Polish Commonwealth » Mon Sep 24, 2018 9:38 am
Prussia-Poland exits EU////Sejm grants Kingdom of Bavaria shared autonomy in Danzig///Royal Bavarian Navy set to expand///German 'No Borders' activists hold rally near border crossing, breach fence before broken up with cavalry charge///5000 Christian refugees taken in
by The Selkie » Mon Sep 24, 2018 1:08 pm
Prussian Polish Commonwealth wrote:Karl shrugged dismissively. "APC ran over an IED. Turned out to be a dud, but still ended up fucking up my leg. Got a few weeks leave."
Lillorainen wrote:[...]
Uachtair Inn.
It took a second for Fred and Hilda to swallow that surprising message down. They looked at each other like broken cars.
Hilda was quite aware that she had gained some fame within the horseriders' scene, especially since her speed race victory in her age class back then at the tournaments in Lechelen in 2015. And the clueless ones could easily be served by typing her name into a search engine. But this invitation by the Marcach Guild of Cuan came really unexpected.
She nodded. "Yes, that's me" - she said to the receptionist. "Hilda Leverdal from Lysköping in Lillorainen, the one and only. I'm honestly pleased by this invitation, and I'll gladly accept it."
Fred nodded, with quite some pride.
They took the pens and signed.
Mervay wrote:"How old is that girl??? It looks like someone very young for work here" Lisolette thought to herself,she has an point because the waitress looked like someone so young to work here.
Just one minute took for her order to be served,tea made with natural ingredients from the house and one that looked very good for her. Waffles with an mix of raspberries,strawberries and blueberries,more great for breakfast.
"What an interesting name,vaiféal. I will try to remember it" Lisolette says with an happy grin in her face as the last item appeared,her newspaper and one from Kyrenaia which the waitress told that was the Utica times.
"Thanks for everything miss here is an little tip for you" she continues giving to the cute waitress 60 NSD as tip.
"I'm sorry if,I ask this but how old are you,I-i mean you look very young for be working here"
Adab wrote:"Oh, thank you very much!" Her voice was filled with relief, knowing she wouldn't have to move elsewhere. She rushed over to the receptionist, not forgetting to reach for her backpack and take out her passport. She slid it across the table with unbridled enthusiasm and wrapped her hand around the pen. "WLAN is that Wi-Fi thing, right? Sorry, I'm just not that well-versed when it comes to that kind of thing."
AHSCA wrote:The Selkie wrote:Amy grinned. "I have someone spoiling me as well.", she told them, smiling at the memory of a chap she knew from her hobby as an air racer, "His name is Dakov, a fellow air racer."
She let a beat pass.
"I must admit, though, that I would have guessed you younger, Kirie, was it?", she bowed her head lightly, "I'm Amy. Pleasure to meet you both!"
The music drew nearer and nearer.
Kirie giggled and blushed at being told she looked younger "Why thank you! That's right, Kirie. And again my husband is Sora. Amy. Great to meet you"
Sora replied as well, "It's a pleasure Amy. So you fly planes. Your hobby or what you do for a living?"
"It's very impressive that you fly. How hard do you have to flap your arms?" Kirie laughed "Ah terrible joke I know, I'm used to being around really young kids so you pick things up. But you must be the best around these parts."
Kuronami wrote:Suddenly Billie found herself hoisted in the air, quickly like the way her papa or mama would hoist her up and now seated on the shoulders of the lady getting a great view of everything she smiled again. "That's right, that's my mama and papa! And I'm fine, thank you ma'am!"
I play PT, MT and a bit FT. I am into character-RPs.
by Kuronami » Mon Sep 24, 2018 1:42 pm
The Selkie wrote:"Oh, please, just call me Waari.", the woman said, grinning, slowly beginning to move in the rhythm, "Everybody does. Ma'am makes me sound old..." She let a beat pass. "They're very good... a lot of talent. And they love each other very much, I can see that from here. What's your name, searrach?"
by AHSCA » Mon Sep 24, 2018 1:57 pm
The Selkie wrote:Amy grinned, amused by the joke - she didn't hear that one often, surprisingly.
"By now, somewhere between a passionate hobby and a calling.", she replied, still grinning, "I'm not the best around these parts, at least not when judging by my performance during NASJAR... I'm actually fifth in the standings right now. But I'll get them. Sooner, rather then later, I'll get them!"
She grinned, competitiveness in her eyes, burning a fire.
by Lillorainen » Mon Sep 24, 2018 2:13 pm
The Selkie wrote:Prussian Polish Commonwealth wrote:Karl shrugged dismissively. "APC ran over an IED. Turned out to be a dud, but still ended up fucking up my leg. Got a few weeks leave."
My reply to Chris' comments about lads and growing up were relieved of their duty when the first four came into the garden, Karl telling, where he got his leg.
"That's horrible.", I said with a deep frown, nodding to Yven, who was already on his way. "But still, Karl, Irene, Marie, Ana... it's wonderful to see you all again."
I moved forward, carefully setting the Little Black Fox I had in my arms on the ground, the little lad grinning and shooting of to the Gods knew where, Chris hopefully by my side.
"It's been quite a while.", I told Marie with a grin as I gave her a quick hug, Irene and Karl got handshakes, just in time for Yven to return with two garden chairs, one for one of the ladies and one for Karl. He said something about a second wave coming in a moment. Ana got a quick hug as well. I liked that girl. "So, how has life been treating you four ever since Purgatio?" I nodded to Karl's leg. "Except for... well."
Yven returned with another pair of chairs, only to depart for a third wave.
"Come, take seats, people.", I asked of them, "Someone thirsty or hungry? We have quite a bit of stuff around!"
"Perfect.", the receptionist said, nodding, then motioning to where a young man stood, "That's Duncan, he's going to help you with your lugguage."
"Indeed I will. All bags to me, please.", he said and went to work.
"And here are your keys.", the receptionist finished, handing over a pair of very modern keys, which looked oddly out of place. "I'll let you decide, who gets which room. Front door is closed at midnight, you'll have to ring after that. Hope you'll like your stay! Any questions?"
He smiled.
It was not often, that he got such famous visitors into his inn.
by Mervay » Mon Sep 24, 2018 2:17 pm
The Selkie wrote:The 60 NSD, or four Gil, vanished quickly in the blouse, the girl bowing her head politely.
"Thank you very much, Miss!", she said with a wide grin and enthusiasm, "To answer your question, I'm twelve Springs of age. People are sometimes surprised, but the Legal Working Age is Eleven Springs around these parts, under the condition, that it does not interrupt school, at the behest of the teachers." She grinned. "It betters up the pocket money quite well."
A beat passed.
"I'll better let you eat now, before it gets cold. Bon appetit!", the little waitress said and was gone. Flagging would make her come back, though.
by The Selkie » Mon Sep 24, 2018 3:40 pm
Kuronami wrote:The Selkie wrote:"Oh, please, just call me Waari.", the woman said, grinning, slowly beginning to move in the rhythm, "Everybody does. Ma'am makes me sound old..." She let a beat pass. "They're very good... a lot of talent. And they love each other very much, I can see that from here. What's your name, searrach?"
"Oooh, well okay if you say so." She nodded, that was a bit unusual for a grown up to ask her to just call her by name considering she was told that was bad manners but it was also bad manners not to do what grownups ask so best do so. "My name is Billie. Billie Varden, it's awfully nice to meet ya, Miss - I mean-Waari. Yup my mama and papa are always really in love. Lovey dovey mama and papa♪!" She replied in a little sing song.
AHSCA wrote:The Selkie wrote:Amy grinned, amused by the joke - she didn't hear that one often, surprisingly.
"By now, somewhere between a passionate hobby and a calling.", she replied, still grinning, "I'm not the best around these parts, at least not when judging by my performance during NASJAR... I'm actually fifth in the standings right now. But I'll get them. Sooner, rather then later, I'll get them!"
She grinned, competitiveness in her eyes, burning a fire.
Kirie could see the burning flames of competition and almost feel the heat in Amy's eyes "My my, Miss Amy." She giggled "You have that competitive edge to you! Nothing wrong with that though. Fifth best is still amazing considering the amount of others who must have entered from all around. Today fifth but tomorrow first. And way better than what I could do, if you sat me in a plane cockpit I'd push a few buttons and probably make the plane explode. In fact if you put me at the helm of a ship I'd sink it. I'll keep my expertise to teaching."
"Hey, Kirie wasn't your papa a competitive sailor way back when he was your age?" Sora asked her.
"Oh yeah papa was. But he gave that up once he married mama." Something about the women of her family turned the men they loved to putty.
Lillorainen wrote:Filleadh House, Garden.
When Cel got up and the vulpine shot off into the sticks, Chris followed.
He nodded after Karl's explanation where he got his injury from. "Shit, that's really horrible" - he said.
Everyone received a handshake. Of course, Chris was also curious what they all had been up to in the time being; he would have had a number of questions, but he didn't even know where to start.
So he just waited for Yven to bring all chairs, then they would come up with their stories.
Uachtair Inn.
Fred and Hilda handed their stuff to the young man called Duncan, then the receptionist handed their keys to them - indeed quite modern ones one would hardly expect in the place, but they were well aware that surprises like these were to be expected.
He smiled as if he were talking to the President himself.
Fred replied, "Well, for this very moment just one: where can we get something to eat and to drink?"
Hilda nodded. "That would be the most important question. If any other questions come up later, we'd check back then."
Mervay wrote:The Selkie wrote:The 60 NSD, or four Gil, vanished quickly in the blouse, the girl bowing her head politely.
"Thank you very much, Miss!", she said with a wide grin and enthusiasm, "To answer your question, I'm twelve Springs of age. People are sometimes surprised, but the Legal Working Age is Eleven Springs around these parts, under the condition, that it does not interrupt school, at the behest of the teachers." She grinned. "It betters up the pocket money quite well."
A beat passed.
"I'll better let you eat now, before it gets cold. Bon appetit!", the little waitress said and was gone. Flagging would make her come back, though.
Devienne almost slipped her tea just for hear that. But she controled herself when she heard that the legal age here was eleven years with the condition of that work is not mixed with school. It was very strange but still it was work and it was like those works that the teens takes during high school.
"Merci,have an good day and enjoy the festival" Lisolette says as the waitress leaved. She begun to eat her food and read the news from Kyrenaia and the rest of the world.
The waffles were amazing,the tea was wonderful. Now she knew why does this place was expensive,but it was worthy the stay here and more with an perfect room and with all food included,wonderful wiew to the harbour and the rest of the city. She was an lucky girl in find an free room in the best Inn of the town.
Lise has ended of eat and read after 30 minutes,she couldn't deny how delicious the food was and she wanted to give her thanks and congrats to the chef. But time was ticking for her and if she wanted to see some of the great things of Shella and spend the day with her old partners and friends of the PIA she needed to leave now.
So she decided to go to the cute waitress and adivce her that she would leave and told her about that when she payed the room and stay,the breakfast,lunch and dinner was included.
"Excuse me young girl,I will be taking my leave now and,I would like to advice that the food was included when,I payed the room. My apologies for that,thanks and have an nice day" that was all she could say and she leaved en route to the house.
Filleadh House,Upper town
An nice walk was to go to the Filleadh House. Seeing the reef,the lower town and the coast. It was beautiful,she would love to have an house here and see that wiew. More if she was there with the person she loved,if one appeared of course.
Some minutes more and she was now in front of the house in where Cel told them to have that meeting. Lisolette decided to ring the bell of the house with her free hand since the other one was with the violin.
"Hello Celina,Chris?? It's me Lisolette,the girl of the violin!!"
I play PT, MT and a bit FT. I am into character-RPs.
by AHSCA » Mon Sep 24, 2018 3:45 pm
The Selkie wrote:Amy grinned, but blushed at the praise and encouragment.
"Thank you very much...", she said and fought her blush valiantly, still loosing, before she focussed onto something else: "My Dad was a computer technician, I guess, that I have my actual job thanks to his influence, but my passion for flying came from my Mam. She was neither aviator nor had anything to do with airplanes, except one thing: She always wanted to fly. And that was actually the first thing I did when I had my license. Took her on a spin."
She grinned.
"She is a teacher, too.", Amy finished.
by Prussian Polish Commonwealth » Mon Sep 24, 2018 4:42 pm
Prussia-Poland exits EU////Sejm grants Kingdom of Bavaria shared autonomy in Danzig///Royal Bavarian Navy set to expand///German 'No Borders' activists hold rally near border crossing, breach fence before broken up with cavalry charge///5000 Christian refugees taken in
by Kuronami » Mon Sep 24, 2018 5:03 pm
The Selkie wrote:Waari grinned, still swaying slightly in time with the music.
"Pleasure to meet you, Billie.", she said and let a small beat pass. "They indeed are all lovey-dovey. The song's fitting, too." She looked up to the little girl on her shoulders. "That one's called The Dance for my Beloved. Or something to that effect. It's usually played by beginners on the fiddle for someone they love, telling them, that they would love to dance with him or her." She smiled. "The beauty of this song is, that basically beginners can play that song, yet professionals like my colleague on stage can embeliish and improvise to it, creating something new and beautiful."
by Mervay » Mon Sep 24, 2018 6:31 pm
The Selkie wrote:Filleadh House, Garden.
Yven arrived with the last chairs as someone rang the bell.
I motioned for him to stay and to get himself something to drink, I'd get it. "If you'd please excuse me for a moment?", I said and went off, leaving them with Chris, with enough seating for everyone.
I went to the door, only to see a very familiar girl as I rounded the house, not taking the route through the house. The black-haired young woman with the violin case was both invited and very welcome - it was Lise, after all. A wonderful violinist, she was, she had moved me with her music more then one time.
But still...
"Oh, I remember you for more then your violin, Lise.", I said with a grin, leaning against the wall. "Hi there".
by Ezhara » Mon Sep 24, 2018 10:28 pm
The Selkie wrote:With the music going on on stage, the check of the sound systems by a fiddler...
by Saarkrisken » Tue Sep 25, 2018 12:43 am
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