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Post by Vyncent Schwarz on Aug 25, 2012 8:48:43 GMT -5
Vyncent didn’t look as if he much believed the stranger’s answer. There were no simple wanderers in the world, or if there were, this was the first time the demon had encountered any one of them. He resisted a smirk as he offered Evelyn some food and clothing; personally he thought it’d be much more amusing to make her walk naked and hungry through Quem. “You can wear leaves if you want to,” he told her simply. “And you’re Miss, somehow. I think ‘Bitch’ would be rather more fitting for you, but each to his own, I suppose.”
He let his attention flicker to the bird as it fluttered back down to their level, though his left hand was forever clasped around the hilt of his rapier, just in case the ‘simple wanderer’ and his companions turned out to be more formidable than they appeared. Vyncent wrinkled his nose at the rhymes, rolling his eyes, though he couldn’t help but consider the offer. “We’ve been wandering around this pissing jungle for days now. If you think you can lead us out, do go right ahead,” he told the bird. If he was impressed by the display of fire the phoenix had shown, it didn’t show in his expression. Vyncent was born of fire, so it was hardly something new to him.
At the bird’s tsk’ing of Evelyn’s lack of modesty, he had to laugh. “Keep your feathers on,” he told it. “Not as if you’re wearing clothes either.”
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Post by »Kamui Syvil VII on Aug 26, 2012 4:05:09 GMT -5
To Kamui's slight amusement, Vyncent didn't seem to buy the 'simple wanderer' line from the look on the demon's face. When Evelyn agreed to the vest, he nodded, "I meant you, yes. Miss... or I can call you by your name, if ya' tell it to me." He knelt down to deposit the armful of fruit on the ground. "Help yourselves, any of you." He slid the rucksack form his back and opened it. Yibbles slipped off Sakurako's pack and waddled over to a mango, the wolfdog keeping close to the smaller animal.
While rummaging through the bag in search of the vest, Kamui looked up at Blitz. there was something he wised to do before leaving Quem. "Fire bird," he addressed it politely, "From your vantage point in the sky, have you seen any of the ancient ruins rumored to be hidden somewhere within the deepest parts of the jungle? If so, could you point me in their direction before you lead these others out of the jungle." Likewise he posed they same inquiry to Vyncent and Evelyn. Looking back to the sack, he pulled out his vest. It was orange in color, a bit tattered and worn, and long enough to fall down to his ankles. He presented it to Evelyn. "It's weighted, like I said, about 20 pounds. But you may borrow it if you wish."
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Post by Blitz Burning Bright on Aug 26, 2012 10:33:26 GMT -5
"Long ago was there the sign, a severed ruin list in time~" Blitz echoed an old verse he once heard from a pair of explorers. "Will you need a sixth sense, in a more natural tense~" He chimed wisely. He had yet heard of nobody who has since figured this riddle out. He knew the answer. Only could a true animal such as the canid the Tailed One wandered with find the lost ruins. Blitz figured he would help the Tailed One even so.
Ruffling his feathers he shot a look to the wolfdog that Tailed One had befriended. Tck, tck, tck! Came yet another sound from his vocals. He flicked his gaze back to Tailed One. "Head further west from the Great Tree." Blitz cocked his head towards the tree he had charred. "Trust your friends, their instinct is key~" He chirrupped quickly. "I wish you all due respect Tailed One. May The Ancients guide your path to riches unfortold." He finished at that.
"Travel to survive. First feed yourself to go on." He glided off for a bit low to the ground and into the brush. In no time was he back with a bundle of various leaves and root carried lightly in his talons. "Eat fruit or prey if you wish. Or these herbs can wipe hunger away if you prefer." He told the demon and the shifter as to be sure they could readily travel.
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Post by Evelyn Paynter on Aug 27, 2012 13:40:51 GMT -5
“I’m not Miss.” Evelyn pulled a face at Vyncent, looking totally bemused by what was going on here; pleasantries obviously went straight over her head. “I’m Evelyn, remember? EE-veh-lin.” She sounded it out just to make double sure that they got it. Vyncent’s ‘bitch’ comment was merely greeted by an unhappy hiss, but it wasn’t really something that she could deny. In fact, it was probably a pretty mild insult compared to what she deserved; it wasn’t like she was a pillar of virtue or she even knew what one of those was. Morality was an alien concept to her; Evelyn lived life doing whatever she liked.
“I want.” She nodded as he took the vest out, swatting at a dragonfly with one of her leaves before padding across the clearing to take the vest. Well, she tried to take it. It turned out that when he said it was weighted he wasn’t kidding. The garment was much heavier than she was expecting and slipped straight through her fingers, landing on her toes. “OWCH!” She flailed, the leaves going up in the air as she crouched down to push the vest away to rub at her toes, apparently completely oblivious to her nakedness. Evvie wasn’t a shy creature, luckily for her. “Changed my mind. Don’t want it. It’s ugly. I want my bells back.”
Her mood grew even darker as the bird began to tweet on again, though something that he said caught her attention. “Treasure?” She asked, tilting her head back to look up at the phoenix. “I want treasure. Screw eating, take us there now, bird-brain.” Riddles? Evelyn was fighting a losing battle trying to figure out what the Hell he was talking about. She took his words literally, like she did everything else. Riddles were for Vyncent to understand; he was the brains of this operation. [/right][/font]
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Post by Vyncent Schwarz on Aug 27, 2012 17:42:19 GMT -5
“Yes, EE-veh-lin, I know exactly who you are,” Vyncent muttered, rubbing at his forehead in mild frustration and swatting at an insect that buzzed too close to him. A lot of the bird’s prattlings went unnoticed by the demon; they were lost, he didn’t want to suddenly get side tracked and go to some stupid ruins in the middle of nowhere. Evelyn taking the stranger’s vest and dropping it on her toes, at least, drew a quiet laugh from his lips, but then he was guaranteed to find anyone’s misfortune amusing; he was a demon, after all.
He carelessly tossed the ribbon with the bells back to the shapeshifter, and waved a hand to the food that the stranger had put down, as well as whatever the bird had brought. “You should eat something,” he told her, leaning back against a large tree and grumbling as she caught onto the idea of treasure. “If you want treasure you can go it alone,” he said curtly. “I want out of here, nothing more.”
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Post by »Kamui Syvil VII on Aug 27, 2012 23:21:44 GMT -5
Sakurako returned the bird's look with one of mild disdain. The wolfdog did not care much for strangers. "Hm." Kamui pondered the phoenix's words. He wasn't really sure he understood all of it, but it seemed like he was supposed to go west. He nodded and thanked Blitz.
"Evelyn, then." He said, as she approached to take the vest. When she dropped on her toe, he winced a little. He would have asked if she was all right, but was quite distracted when she discarded the leaves to nurse her foot. 'Not bad, not bad at all.' He thought to himself. He felt a little bad that the view was only because of his vest, but at the same time the woman didn't seem to be embarrassed in the least. "Erm... if you're sure...," He said slowly, reaching down to reclaim the vest once she had rejected it. At the mention of treasure, Kamui gave a small grin, "I'm not so sure you're dressed appropriately for treasure huntin', but come if you wish... Anything of value we find is yours. It's ancient lore that I'm after, an' exploration for its own sake." He was an inquisitive fellow, and just the fact that the ruins were old and hard to find were enough to pique his interest.
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Post by Blitz Burning Bright on Aug 28, 2012 14:20:25 GMT -5
Blitz blinked quickly as the woman called her bird-brain. Not to mention she was the one exposed as she jeered at him. He took his gaze from the wolfdog to look around. He actually was torn between going in search of the ruins or leading the demon out of the jungle. "If I were a 'bird-brain' young Evelyn, then I wouldn't be the English language. As for the lore, I know the old ruins have complexified hieroglyphics of the ancient pasts." He said as his crest fell flat upon his head.
"I must say, I truly am drawn to the old ruins, as I too seek knowledge of the world. Although, this one," He said flicking his beak to the demon and back to Kamui, "Is probably sickened by these lowly conditions." He let out a Kack, kack, kack! once again. His crest stop upwards as he rocketed into the trees, soon coming back with a small macaque once again. He tore open the dead beast's flesh and gulped down thin strips of the rich meat.
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Post by Evelyn Paynter on Aug 28, 2012 16:20:53 GMT -5
Evvie caught the bells one handed as they were thrown at her, flopping to sit on the jungle floor by Kamui’s feet and Sakurako. Her tongue poked out a little in concentration as she fastened the tattered ribbon around her wrist, attempting a bow but it ended up pretty wonky. Still, she seemed happy with the result, smiling brightly down at her handiwork before she realised that Vynce was still talking to her. “Don’t wanna eat it. It doesn’t look like food.” She complained, stretching her leg out to poke one of the strange fruits with her toe, wrinkling her nose up.
She gasped as Vyncent said he didn’t want to go treasure hunting, pouting as she looked around at him. “But Vyyyynnnnncccceeeennnnnttttttt.” She complained; if he didn’t go obviously she couldn’t. How would she find him again if they split up in this jungle? She could not lose Vyncent; he was her owner, but he’d not put up lost cat posters to find her. “But what about the treasure.” She smiled to him hopefully. “You can’t find your way out without the stupid bird anyways, and the stupid bird is taking him to the ruins. Looks like we gotta tag along.”
“I’m not dressed at all.” She pointed out to Kamui, shrugging her shoulders to say that there wasn’t really very much she could do about that. “Maybe we’ll find some! Or we’ll find jewels! I like jewels.” She smiled happily, flicking one of the bells on the ribbon to make it jingle. “I could be a cat again, but Vynce says I can’t shift no more. Could be a wolf like yours, or a baby pig…but I don’t wanna be no stupid phoenix like him.” She nodded up to the bird on the branch, turning her emerald gaze upon him. “You just don’t make any sense.” [/right][/font][/color]
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Post by Vyncent Schwarz on Aug 29, 2012 9:37:50 GMT -5
Vyncent leant back against his tree to watch the conversation unfold, the demon’s eyes flickering from the fiery bird, to Evelyn, to the tailed stranger and then back again. A light frown creased his brow at the bird’s presumptions of him, and he’d have given Blitz a good scorching had he not already seen evidence of the creature’s own flames. “This one has a name,” he informed them haughtily, though he offered nothing more than that. It wouldn’t make much of a difference; Evelyn was whining his name for everyone to hear regardless.
“But Eeeeeeevvieeeeee,” he complained right back at her, straightening up from the tree and passing a hand through his silvery hair in annoyance. The shifter had a point, as loath as he was to admit it. Without the bird’s guidance, it was likely that they’d be wandering around the jungle for even longer. “Fine,” he conceded after a long moment, gaze flicking up to the phoenix as if to tell it to feel free to lead the way, before he turned to the stranger and his companions.
“You wouldn’t happen to have any booze?” he asked bluntly. “I’m far too sober for this, you see, and my tolerance for bullshit is already pretty damn low.
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Post by »Kamui Syvil VII on Aug 29, 2012 18:50:03 GMT -5
"Hieroglyphs are fun, eh? Like a puzzle to be worked out." Kamui replied to Blitz. He frowned a little when the bird went to catch another macaque. The phoenix had to eat to survive, he knew, but it was the particular choice of prey that bothered him, being of partial monkey demon descent. "If you're gonna come along, I only request that you, well, stop eating monkeys while we're together. Makes things sorta awkward, ya' know?" An irritated swish of his simian tail belied his casual tone.
"Well, suit yourself," He said to Evelyn, with a small shrug, and picked up a banana for himself. "We might find jewels, we might not. Other adventures may have gotten there first." When she mentioned the potential forms she could take, he grew a little curious. "If you don't mind me asking, how many forms can you assume?"
He turned when the other demon addressed him. "So, Vyncent, huh? Call me Sy. And I do, as a matter of fact." He reached into his haversack and pulled out a wineskin. "It's only half-full, but here. Accept it as token of apology for gettin' you dragged along to the ruins." With a small grin, he tossed the skin to him.
"Now..." He looked around, shouldering his bag, "Which way is west exactly?"
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Post by Blitz Burning Bright on Aug 29, 2012 19:38:46 GMT -5
Blitz looked at the Tailed One when he made his request. "My apologies Sir, now that I know what your tail foretells. I can find more suitable prey." He nodded politely to the Tailed One. When the demon asked for an alcoholic beverage he shook his feathers, seemingly as if warming up. Note to self, make sure Vyncent does nothing too drunkenly silly... He thought inside his head.
He flames back to the one named Evelyn, also wondering of her capacity of the various forms she could apply to herself. He also took note of the Tailed One's name too. Sy, a nickname he figured, but a name nonetheless. "Just fair heed, the temples are tricky, miraging in daylight and locating in true at nightfall. Upon entering it is said that those seemingly human looking tend to go stir-crazy. By all means, be careful were we to find the location." He mentioned. He actually knew the location, but he wasn't going to make a journey easy.
"West is this way." He said as he glided off away from the group and opposite facing direction of Evelyn. "Poison berries and venemous mice, make a trip, not too nice~" His voice rang out beautifully as he glided a bit ahead if the gang. He knew of many travel songs, along with one that may possibly entertain Vyncent. Who didn't know the 99 Bottles of Beer song?
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Post by Evelyn Paynter on Aug 31, 2012 7:37:59 GMT -5
Vyncent’s grumpiness was lost on Evelyn, the shapeshifer far too used to his moods now to pay them much heed. He would come along on the treasure hunt and he would damn well enjoy himself, whether he admitted it or not; well, he’d enjoy himself if they found themselves some old guardian to kill or something like that. “Your tolerance to bullshit must be naturally high ‘cause you come out with a lot of it yourself.” She smiled up at the demon innocently. She even looked amused when Sy passed over the half full wineskin, arching and eyebrow. She’d seen how he could drink; she doubted that a wineskin would even touch him.
Her attention flickered back to Sy as he asked his question, a look of concentration on her face as she attempted to count how many forms she could take on her fingers. “This many.” She nodded when she ran out of fingers, holding her hands up to show him every finger stretched out so he could count them for himself. “And more. Can be any animal I wanna be. I was a dragon once; that was fun.” She grinned before pointing up at the phoenix. “Could even be that, but I don’t wanna be no stupid talking bird.”
She hopped to her feet as the phoenix glided off singing, her bells jingling merrily as she set off after him with a bounce in her step. “Gonna find treasure and gonna sell it all and by me another bell skirt.” She sang along with the bird’s tune. [/right][/font][/color]
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Post by Vyncent Schwarz on Sept 2, 2012 11:10:32 GMT -5
“Good thing that none of us here are seemingly human then, isn’t it,” Vyncent commented quietly to himself, sighing at Evelyn. “How many feathers does a bird have?” he asked on the subject of how many forms she could take, the demon’s eyes lighting up as the tailed stranger produced a wineskin. Full, half-full, it didn’t matter to him. The appearance of wine instantly improved his mood, Vyncent catching the skin and taking out the stopper. He took a long draught of the rich liquid, putting the stopper back into the skin and slipping it into the inside pocket of his coat to keep the rest for later.
Giving a nod to Sy, the demon set off after the bird and Evelyn, his expression pretty deadpan as they started to sing. “It’s going to be a long day,” he murmured, sheathing his sword at last and resting his hand on the hilt of it, glancing over his shoulder to Sy. “You could still leave, y’know,” he told him. “Were I you, I’d run while I had the chance.”
He laughed quietly and ducked under a low, overhanging branch, peering through the dense foliage. A brightly coloured butterfly got too close, and was quickly engulfed by black fire. It withered, died, and dropped to the floor. “How far will we be walking, exactly?” he inquired.
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Post by »Kamui Syvil VII on Sept 3, 2012 2:26:50 GMT -5
"Thank you. I appreciate that." He gave Blitz a small nod to indicate that he accepted the bird's apology, and although he still felt mildly vexed, it didn't show on his face. "And just... make sure that one you already caught doesn't go ta' waste, yeah? ...As for mirages and goin' stir-crazy, I'm willing to take my chances." He gave a small grin, Blitz's warning only serving to increase his interest in the ruins.
He amusedly watched for a moment Vyncent's expression at receiving the wineskin, before turning his attention to Evelyn. "A dragon, you say?" He echoed, and exchanged a brief look with Sakurako, who had been silently following the conversation. Dragons were among the most powerful creatures on Syrunn. "That's an impressive ability you have there..." He was curious to know more about it, and would have inquired further, if not for the fact that she was already off following the phoenix. He turned and quickly gathered up the fruit on the ground. The wolfdog gave Yibbles a small nudge and knelt down so that the piglet could climb up on her back.
"I could, " Kamui nodded, falling in next to the other demon, "But then I'm the one who wanted to see the ruins in the first place."
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Post by Blitz Burning Bright on Sept 4, 2012 21:42:46 GMT -5
Blitz glided around in a light arc to appear nearby Vyncent. "I would believe this to be a day worth in travel. Plus any stops that may need to be made." He told the demon. "Just don't drink the water that isn't clear. Something is funky with it." He said, catching a whiff of the wineskin. "Smells kinda like that there alcoholic liquid you have." He realized the similarity between the water and beverage. He just shoved it out of thought and soared ahead, still within sight.
"Here's an old travel song that I used to hear quite a bit!" He declared. "Oooooh! Ninety-nine bottles o' beer on the wall, ninety-nine bottles o' beer! Take some down an' pass it around! Ninety-eight bottles o' beer on the wall!" He chimed as he dipped, swooped, and glided overhead, avoiding the thick tangles of foliage. He continued to sing cheerily, but sharp eyes kept a constant watch on the jungle for any signs of danger.
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