Vax'ildan (
dagger_dagger_dagger) wrote2017-02-22 08:19 pm
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my friends and i, we got a lot of problems (rp for
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The morning after returning to Emon and Vox Machnia is right back where it started. Sort of. They are, thankfully, not still in the Underdark and there's light, real light, spilling in from the window beyond the table and turning the remains of more than a dozen breakfast dishes from silver to gold, but the arguments have started again. Vax really isn't surprised, given the gravity of the situation, the Horn, whether or not they can trust Kima and her people, whether or not they can trust Allura for the same reasons, but they're all going around in circles, now, and anytime someone tries to step up, to say their idea is what they're going with, the end, the others shoot them down in unison. It's the only thing they can seem to agree on, really, and it's getting fucking tedious.
That in mind and despite the fact that he already unofficially excused himself from this conversation long ago, throwing the towel in on trying to be heard over the others, he shoots a sideways glance at Clarota. A glance turns into a thoughtful look, accompanied by a frown, a moment after that, and a moment after that, Vax focuses himself inwards, practically shouting in his own head, even if his only outwards tell is him vaguely tilting in Clarota's direction.
Hey, Noodles. If I think really loud, can you hear me?
That in mind and despite the fact that he already unofficially excused himself from this conversation long ago, throwing the towel in on trying to be heard over the others, he shoots a sideways glance at Clarota. A glance turns into a thoughtful look, accompanied by a frown, a moment after that, and a moment after that, Vax focuses himself inwards, practically shouting in his own head, even if his only outwards tell is him vaguely tilting in Clarota's direction.
Hey, Noodles. If I think really loud, can you hear me?
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"You mind a quick, little detour?" It's not a detour, not really, not when they'll have to walk back away from the Keep, then back again. He figures it'll be easier, somehow, to actually show Clarota rather than just name places blindly, however.
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Sooner rather than later, they're standing at the foot of a ladder, propped against the back of a blacksmith's and half-hidden in the dark and dirt. Vax gestures to it before climbing up and when he reaches the top, and after getting out of the way so that Clarota can follow, he takes a long look around. Across the way there are other shops -- a leatherworker, a fletcher and so on -- and all the sounds and smells weave together to remind him why he loves the people he loves when he forgets, when he's frustrated, when he's tired.
"Here we are," he says belatedly, quietly.
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"Wait here a second? I'll go drag Stubby out."
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Not that she won't give it to them - Clarota is new to their group and she has no problems lending him money to get what he needs to get settled, but, well. That's an important question anyway.
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Well, she knows that Gilmore's work doesn't come cheap.
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She figures it's best to get Clarota equipped quickly before they run into any problems with the spellwork (considering there's already the one she doesn't know about).
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Which is to say that Clarota seems at least marginally more comfortable with him than any of the rest of Vox Machina, so far, and he wants to be there for him, for that very reason. So, long story short, yeah. They'll come along. He shrugs, as if that says it all without him having to say it. They're twins; it probably does.
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She also doesn't press for a finish to that sentence, because yes, she does get it without him needing to say it. "Where did you leave him anyway?" she asks as she gets to her feet and steps back out of Trinket's way as the bear stands from his place half under the table.
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