Varius bowed "Thank you, I might just do that." He headed towards Jynn and reached his hand out to shake hands, secretly needing to drain someone's life energy "Sorry about that, I was just trying to help out the detective to catch the thief, I didn't mean to get innocent bystanders caught up in the damage, I hope you are ok."
Posted 11 October 2017 - 07:12 PM
The wheels on the redhead's book cart clicked as it ran over the cracks between tiles, his red robe billowing behind him. It had taken him all morning to get the books back in their proper order, sorting them alphabetically, and now the young librarian was making his rounds to place them all back on their proper shelves. Genesis approached his first shelf and began to unload, slipping heavy leather-bound novels in their place, when he heard voices on the opposite side of the shelf.
"I was wondering if you had anything related to...um...diaries? It sounds strange, but I was just wondering if there was anything on that...or of supernatural occurrences that maybe have happened in past around here? Like a record book or old newspapers?"
His hand froze mid-air, heart hammering in his chest. A diary? Supernatural occurrences? That was when a horrible thought struck him: did others know of The Journal? Genesis had possessed it for as long as he could remember, feeling compelled to read each day's entry and stick to it. He thought it had been his little secret, and yet here was someone inquiring about it. This unnerved him. Immensely.
"You mean the Journal, right?" It was James' voice, and then Genesis heard footsteps. He scurried away quickly, hoping that he wouldn't be noticed by his fellow librarian. They were definitely referring to the Journal, and they definitely knew about it. Genesis tried to think fast, wondering what he could possibly do. Would they turn him over to authorities if they knew he possessed it, or burn the Journal? Anything supernatural was heavily frowned upon, and he figured that his tampering with the journal wouldn't be much different.
Out of a desperate urge to attempt calming his nerves and finding a way out of this, Genesis returned to his desk, sliding the Journal out of a secret compartment of his desk. Yes, he kept it at work with him, partially from studying it, and partially because he was just fascinated with it.
"Befriend the servant and his friend. You should find them rather easily." It read. A frown furrowed Genesis' brow; he was terrible at making friends.
Even still, this seemed promising; perhaps this servant and his friend would help him. He finished sorting away the remainder of his books before leaving the library, entering the streets in search of his new servant friend.
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Posted 11 October 2017 - 07:31 PM
- Fennel -
The gardener kept her head down for as long as she was capable, but the sounds of a nearby horse snapped her ears to attention and attracted her to it. Standing to full height, she let loose a gasp at its splendour. The lovely coat, the height, the twitching ears, and of course the signature soft eyes -- this was a beautiful horse, one she remembered seeing once upon a time. She struggled with recalling where. Unfortunately for her, her memory was not the keenest, but this had its blessings too.
Hearing someone call out a name, she assumed the name to be the horse, stepped outside of the garden walls, and tried coaxing the beast with her hand out.
"Whoa, whoa, easy now," she cooed, extending her other hand for the reins of the magnificent creature. "Easy now, girl, or are you a boy? Let's get you back to your master, wherever he is."
Unbenownst to her, due to not looking at the Journal prior, she was not able to follow the entry written within the book, which meant something would affect her later. For now, though, she was clueless and looked about for the rider, whether or not Melstrome accepted her reach for the reins.
Posted 11 October 2017 - 08:24 PM
'Writing this for future reference. In a place no one will look, but maybe a stranger will find if something happens. My name is Feliciano Vargas. Don't forget me.'
'My experiment is proving my theory. The more I disobey my Journal, the more bad things happen to me. I don't know if it affects those around me too, though. I'll need more time.'
'Someone's following me. I don't know who, but I know they are. Are they after me because of my experiment? How could they even know anyways? I can see them from here by the window. I'll wait them out.'
'I've seen them. The Keepers. They think I don't see them. Or they know and just haven't made a move. They're everywhere I look. Even in my house. I can see them outside the window as I write this. I don't think they know of this book yet, though. So my thoughts are safe here, at least.'
'IT'S A LIE IT'S A LIE IT'S A LIE IT'S A LIE IT'S A LIE IT'S A LIE IT'S A LIE IT'S A LIE IT'S A LIE IT'S A LIE IT'S A LIE IT'S A LIE IT'S A LIE IT'S A LIE IT'S A LIE IT'S A LIE IT'S A LIE IT'S A LIE IT'S A LIE IT'S A LIE IT'S A LIE IT'S A LIE IT'S A LIE IT'S A LIE IT'S A LIE IT'S A LIE IT'S A LIE IT'S A LIE IT'S A LIE IT'S A LIE'
There were no more entries after that. Just blank pages followed by even more pages of indifferent topics, as it following where it dropped off. The mad writing of the last entry caused Vanitas' stomach to turn uneasily. It was the same handwriting, but shaky, in haste, almost as if trying to remind one self of the phrase. "I don't like where this is going, James." Vanitas admitted. What the hell was going on?
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Posted 11 October 2017 - 08:30 PM
"Ahh...this is bad!" Elizabeth Everus suddenly called out, Aya rushing to her mother's side.
"What's wrong?" She asked, looking into the crate her mother was looking in.
"I was sure we had more of this fabric but we are completely out!" Elizabeth sighed.
"Call Veran and maybe you and him can run out and grab some. You know what kind it is." she pat her daughter on her head.
"Yes ma'am." Aya grabbed her journal up from the desk in the office and ran outside the door.
"Veran!" The butler was right around the corner when Aya called for him.
"My mother ran out of some satin she needs. Is that okay if we go get it?" Aya asked.
"That is no problem."
And in just a little bit, Aya and Veran were out, in the streets and headed towards the fabric store.
"Veran, is it okay if we also maybe stop by a library before I head back home?" Aya asked kindly.
Veran had already made dinner and his shift would be over as soon as they arrived back at the house...meaning Veran would escort Aya home, and then leave to the Lighthouse.
"That is fine, my lady." He bowed slightly to her.
"It's just Aya! You know that~!" She teased, sticking her tongue out at the servant and entering the fabric shop.
(CATCH THEM MYSTIC CATCH THEM)
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Posted 11 October 2017 - 08:36 PM
With the theif caught, Varius apologizes to Jynn. "I'm fine. You're just trying to catch a criminal. I'm glad he has been caught. I forgive you." He turns to Mel, who was still nervous. A young woman managed to calm Mel down, while grabbing hold of the reins. Jynn notices this and runs towards her, while apologizing to Varius. "I'm sorry to cut this introduction short, but I need to catch my horse. Good day." He nears the woman. "Ma'am, I am so terribly sorry! He spooks easily sometimes." As he grabbed hold of the reins with Fennel, he takes a moment to look at her face. Does he know her from somewhere? Something about her seems familiar. Not only that, but her expression soothed Jynn's worries, making him blush a little too. He was afraid to scare her away. "I'm sorry about that ma'am....... Anyways, are you alright?"
Posted 12 October 2017 - 03:23 PM
TIME: LATE NOON- 1 HOUR UNTIL SUNSET
~Gumshoe (The Sheriff)~
"Alright!" Gumshoe pumped his fist a bit. "It's a little late today, so maybe another day you can stop by." Gumshoe jogged off towards somewhere unseen, but from his trail, the barber shop was going to be his stop.
James listened to Vanitas' words of concern. He walked over to him, and switched books, reading what Vanitas had.
"This... is getting serious. I didn't think we'd find anything like this..." James looked out the window. It seemed he was running low on time to visit the playhouse. With this new information, he was more afraid than ever.
"Vanitas. I think we need to stop for today. I have to do what my entry told me- I really don't want to end up being followed like this guy..." James took the remaining three glowing books, and two with him, placing the other in Vanitas' hands. He returned the previously read novels, and started down the stairs.
"I really want to get to the bottom of this, Vanitas. I don't want anyone to get hurt. I'll help you investigate, but I'll be even more careful about following the entries now more than ever."
Posted 12 October 2017 - 06:12 PM
Vanitas frowned, now feeling guilty. He had ended up dragging James into this, and by the signs from what they were reading, things with the journal seemed to be much darker than what they originally appeared to be. "I'm so sorry, James. I didn't mean to get you dragged into something this...dangerous." Vanitas said, reading from the book he was handed over. Yes, he knew something was odd. This only proved him further. But he didn't think it would be so dire. He didn't want to end up getting someone hurt for the sake of his curiosity. The Unversed settled down the books that they had picked up, walking over to Vanitas as they tugged at his pants, trying to cheer him up. Vanitas closed the book gently, setting it back into the bookshelf. "Don't stick your neck out too far, James. My curiosity has gotten me in trouble before, I don't want to end up dragging you down into something unfixable later on...I'm grown and yet I still get myself into trouble, don't I?" Vanitas said with a soft smile, following James down the stairs as he waved away the Unversed, the little creatures disappearing into shadows. He felt the Journal against his chest in its safe possession, feeling an ache of just thinking what kind of secrets it could tell, yet chose to keep hidden all along. "The journal is meant to create happiness. But sometimes happiness can blind us...be careful James. I worry that these Journals know us more than we know ourselves." He said, pausing as he glanced at the door. "Would you like some company in accomplishing your entry? I already did mine today by the nunnery."
Posted 12 October 2017 - 09:23 PM
Varius looking at his hand somewhat disappointed that Jynn didn't shake his hand but shrugged it off, 'I guess he is scared of me since I have animal features and I just used magic.' He thought to himself, he smiled and waved at Jynn, his horse, and Fennel and turned around to head to the library wanting to learn more about his heritage and why animal people were and still are hated. He does feel the pain of using to much of his life force and knows that he needs to find someone to get some energy from before he collapses from exhaustion. He reaches the library slamming the doors open and calling out "HELLO!?!?" Using all of his upper body strength to keep himself up leaning against the info desk.
Posted 13 October 2017 - 06:44 PM
Company... James felt the presence of Vanitas' question would linger should he deny him. He swallowed the last of his nervousness down in an attempt to clear his head, and turned to Vanitas.
"Okay. Let's pretend that everything is fine, and head to the playhouse. I don't think they're preforming today, but practice is almost always going on." James led Vanitas the remainder of the way down the stairs and onto the first floor, where someone seemed to be screaming near the information desk. James rushed over and greeted him.
"Hi, yes, hello. Is there something I can help you with?" James looked over to Vanitas and held up a finger, seeming to say 'this'll just be a minute.'
Posted 13 October 2017 - 11:18 PM
Varius weakly held out his hand for a hand shake going in and out of conciseness needing life force really badly now, and said exhaustively "Do you have... Any ... Books... On... Animal people?"
Posted 14 October 2017 - 08:26 PM
Fennel smiled at Jynn as he came near her, letting the reins fall into his hands, as he was evidently the rider and owner of the horse. She glanced at him curiously, too, some recollection being gathered about him. Was this young man a ranch hand? Perhaps a squire to some well-to-do noble, or maybe a guard? He seemed dressed differently than any of the selections, the cloths more suitable for show than for comfort or hardiness, but regardless of her thoughts she answered his question. In the distance the animalistic fellow that yelled into the sheriff's office yelled into the library as well, inspiring a new chuckle from her.
"I'm all right!" she replied cheerfully, patting down her dress after reestablishing herself. "I'm still a little shaken up by recent events, but that's the day-to-day around here, I suppose. There's always something new around every corner!" She tossed another upturn of her lips and performed a hasty curtsy with one hand. "I'm Fennel, Fennel Gusset. Pleased to meet you and your horse. I tend gardens here and there, but I don't often see you around for some reason or another. Are you a guard?"
She scanned over Melstrome once again, trying to recall where she saw him beforehand. Perhaps the young man was able to help refresh her memory.
Posted 17 October 2017 - 06:20 PM
"Eager, aren't we?" James immediately took notice of his excitedness and exhaustion. This person really needed that book! Probably a personal interest, maybe they wanted to gain self confidence? Who knew. It wasn't James' business to guess either.
"Luckily, you aren't the first person to ask for a book on 'Animal People' this week. We have a few right here!" James bent over and reached under the desk, bringing out a pile of books with humans with animal features on the covers. "This one specifically is very popular." he picked up the one on the top, and put it into Varius' extended hand. "Enjoy! Sorry to rush off."
James hurriedly joined Vanitas again, reading to head towards the Playhouse.
10 Minutes Until Sunset!
The two arrived right on time. The players rushing around on the stage, practicing lines they seemed to have known for years now.
"I Want to be Your Canary..." James noticed, recognizing the lines with ease. "Written by Lord Avon. Are you a fan?" James asked Vanitas.
Posted 17 October 2017 - 06:54 PM
Vanitas waved at Varius as they rushed away to the Playhouse. Once they arrived, they were practicing non-other than 'I Want to be Your Canary'. Classic. He turned to James, smiling sheepishly. "Yeah. I've seen this one before." Vanitas said, pursing his lips. "I'm a sucker for this kind of stuff. Romance and all. Though I don't like this one as much compared to other works. In the end they die, don't they? They died trying to achieve something as simple as love...it's sad. Unfair. It's a play and all...but it's not hard to imagine such struggles to happen to someone somewhere too." Vanitas said, feeling the journal in the hidden pocket. "Then again I haven't found anyone who I would feel strongly enough to die for yet. So maybe I just haven't felt it until then." Vanitas admitted, getting his hands in his pockets as he watched them practice. He decided to lighten up his thoughts, playfully nudging at James. "What about you? Found anyone that's caught your fancy yet?" Vanitas teased. He couldn't let his thoughts get the better of him. Especially now with the knowledge he had of something beyond the Journal. These Keepers.
Edited by Stardustblade358, 17 October 2017 - 08:20 PM.
Posted 17 October 2017 - 08:18 PM
It was getting late..... And Jynn needed to get back to the gate as soon as possible, but he wanted to get to know Fennel more. Perhaps he could see her again after his duties, or tomorrow. He makes haste and mounts Mel. "I'm sorry to make our introduction brief, but I have to go." He turns Mel towards the road, but looks back at Fennel. "Life's not easy when a book makes you do things, heh." Jynn was not afraid of referencing the journal. He then gets Mel to gallop down the road. "Hope to see you again soon Fennel!"
Posted Yesterday, 03:59 PM
Varuis disappointed by everyone he has met so far since no one wants to shake hands with him, but he takes the book, heads to a table, sits down and collapses on top the book almost like he fell asleep with his valuables still in his messenger bag that is on his shoulder.
(Sorry this is a short one, but not sure what else I can add to it.)
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