🦊 [ OPEN ] September catch all

[general_affairs]

Who: Reno, Ganondorf, Zack, Angel Dust Emet-Selch, Cloud, Arlecchino, Reaper, Turo, Kaveh + Open
Status: Open + Closed Toplevels
Where: Nogard, Avaleci, Eltrut, Atnam, Elah, Diamond Dust(backdated to August)
What: A Turk's work is never done
Warnings: N/A at present. Will update as needed

Nogard

Last week of August, through first week of September

Consummate professional

[ After a meeting with Ganon, Reno will take the time to scour Nogard.

Those native to the Leviathan might notice a particular redhead skulking around odd places. Of course one as savvy as Reno knew such places were rife with conversations that shouldn't be overheard, and survival meant not just knowing when to mind his business and stay in his lane, but to look like someone who belonged there, and would stay in his lane.

However, should one find theirself out in these backwater parts of Nogard--for better or for worse--they might just run into the redhead, as well.

One might find Reno chipping off pieces of exposed bone while Nogard found itself ashore, early in the week. Once Nogard returns to sea, should anyone find theirselves truly in the belly of the beast, Reno would be there, carefully traversing terrain and filling multiple bottles with bile, acid, and blood each. ]

Black Mambo

[ Throughout the week, one would be quite likely to find Reno perusing the markets, searching through the dredged up and ill-begotten trinkets and treasures the world had to offer for odds-and ends that might be of promise.

But that was just to pass time, or perhaps a cover, as Reno was ushered into one of the stores by and older woman he paused to chat with, and disappeared for quite some time. Never fear, as the redhead would emerge some thirty minutes later, entirely unscathed.

Feel free to ask him about it, but there's no promise in getting very far. Loose lips sink ships, after all. Otherwise, he would simply offer a relaxed greeting. ]

Oh, shit. What're you doin' here? I gotta get some stuff still, but we can walk and talk.

Get about as oiled as a diesel train

[ One might, also, find Reno sitting outside of the Naughty Gorgon at one of the tables on the patio, cutting up with a group of Corsairs. Two players at the table still had cards in hand, while the others--Reno included--were all sitting back and watching with baited breath as they stared one another down. ]

Put a lid on it!--

[ He'd huff and tug whomever approached closer to himself, within his own personal bubble. The burly woman sitting next to him wasted no time eyeballing Reno's guest, making sure whomever it was knew well enough to give her plenty of space if they insisted on butting in. She seemed to tolerate it, though, if they were so familiar with Reno. ]

Those two guys are long-time captains, sailed concurrently a few times. So the one guy told the other guy to put up his rainbowfish necklace, or he should just get up and walk away while he could still call himself a captain.

They're basically on-again-off-again, totally still in bed.

Just--grab a fuckin' chair, yo.

Don't talk about Stab Club I - MANTA Board

[ What better way to keep his skills sharp--when there's not much real work to be done any more--than a friendly little tussle?

The bruisers and heavy-hitters no longer looked at him like a pimple to pop; they had learned that just because one had gotten an arm around his neck, a hold on his waist, or an arm twisted behind his back didn't mean very much. Not to a well-trained Turk with a penchant for slipperiness, more knives on him than most would assume, and quick reflexes.

For all his energy and clear reliance on those reflexes, to watch him wasn't an exhausting feat. He wasn't one to simply squander or waste energy with pointless movements unless he wanted to play with his food. Which he was doing less and less as frustration started to creep more and more into the furrow of his brows and brimstone of his eyes.

At one point, he just sucked his teeth and conceded, sheathing the knife to walk out of the ring with his hands up. ]

Don't talk about Stab Club II - MANTA Board

[ There were a few cuts and scrapes and bruises on him peppered across his body, but nothing serious, thanks to the fast-acting healers on sight.

It wasn't as if Reno hadn't lost a single fight--he'd been bested with a knife to his throat or after taking a nasty laceration(and subsequently having the fight called by the healers) more than a few times. Maybe it was something about his attitude, or others wanting to use an obviously trained fighter as some sort of benchmark of their own skill. He didn't know, and didn't care. It stopped being fun when all he could think about was how lonely it was in the ring without Rude at his back. How the two of them could clear the entire club. But he was just here. By himself.

It was tempting to just take all of that out on some poor, unsuspecting soul, but it wasn't his style, so he'd stepped out of the ring earlier to just brood it out, instead.

He sat on a bench outside the tent as one of the nurses soothed over and mended a cut with a warmly glowing palm over the injury. He'd look over at the person that came with him, raising a brow with a sort of deadpanned apology somewhere in the embers of his jade-eyed stare.

He didn't really mean to ruin their good time. ]

Nogard Wildcard

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Atnam

Early second week of September

Pitstop

[ His time here would be brief, but it was no less vital.

His only real stop here would be to swing my the Manta office and take quick note of the month's requests for help and get caught up on more global affairs from other voyagers.

Even though his time here would be brief, should he run into a familiar face, he will of course have time to grab a bite to eat and socialize. ]

Well! Look what the cat dragged in.

[ His brows raised with a grin as bright as it was svelte, and his tone was as smooth as it was mischievous. ]

With a thousand lies and a good disguise

[ One might run into Reno in a quieter moment here. He was sitting alone outside, his cheek sagging on one palm as he held the rim of a cold glass in the other, slowly swirling it just to hear the ice chatter and clink. He watched it distantly with a thin, deadpanned expression on his face. He didn't really seem too aware of what was going on around him at the moment, and didn't even have his phone out. ]

Disguise & deliverance - MANTA Board

What kind of bullshit-- [ He grumbled under his breath at the theatrics of it all. Who the hell did the Paladins think they would fool..?

He rolled his eyes hard enough it made his head roll with the motion. ]

They're gonna need an actual professional to handle this. Guess that's my cue. Wanna tag along?

Atnam Wildcard

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Eltrut

Mid 2nd Week of September into 3rd week

Saturday Night's Alright

[ Some evenings, Reno will be on or around the Avalanche, joining in the festivities and celebrations while they're docked in Eltrut. Particularly closer to the end of the week.

Over the course of the weekend, if one catches Reno during the day, they're most likely to find him in one of the slower restaurants, nursing a hangover with some coffee, toast, and bacon. It was well-past morning, and unfortunately, the redhead had work to do, so he really couldn't sleep his hangover off, even if invited to do so.

It's entirely possible this man will either have his head lolling back over the back of the seat he's in, covering his eyes with either a hand or an arm, or he'll just be hunched over with his forehead resting against the inner ridge of his palm. Should he be leaning forward, it would be difficult to see his face, but it's worth noting that there was just a strip of bacon hanging and wiggling--presumably from his lips, which were still obscured by his hand--as he slowly chewed and pulled it into his mouth--as if raised in a barn--without using his hands. ]

Field research

[ Early on in the week, feel free to bump into Reno, and perhaps even join him on some guided tours across Eltrut! It's entirely possible he'll pull your character along for the ride, as a matter of fact, just to have company while getting to venture up close to Eltrut's cute face! ]

Mistake number one was looking bored around me.

I was about to head up and see if they'd let us around Eltrut's head, y'know. Maybe get to give her..him? Whatever--maybe we'll get to give it headpats.

More contemporary research

[ If being outdoors isn't really at your character's speed, Reno could also be found in the Jolly Rogers library, combing through books.

To others that might frequent the library, said redhead isn't exactly a stranger in these walls, as he's always passing through to return and borrow more books any time he's in town. He's even served--more than a few times--as courier, carrying books between Elah, Nogard, Atnam, and Eltrut on request.

Feel free to bump into him here as he's combing through some particularly worn books at one of the tables available for patrons.

Or, perhaps, get roped into holding a ladder steady for him while he climbs up--crumpled paper tucked between his lips--to grab some worn looking books from a higher shelf! ]

Scute-in along

[ Most days, Reno was fuck-all knew where out in the wilds of Eltrut. Should anyone find theirselves likewise in the wilderness, they would run into one redhead, who was most decidedly not alone.

He had a small crew of workers with him, digging through the topsoil to reach the shell beneath, and from one or two of the pits, a few men were hauling out fragments of scutes--mere thin toplayers to the likes of Eltrut--but to creatures as small in comparison as humans, these were easily as thick as typical wooden planks, and some of the larger bits pried from between roots were far heavier than they appeared.

Reno seemed to be perched at the head of the operation, typing notes into his phone and taking tallies while this some-odd dozen or so of employees worked.

Over the commotion and chatter, the grunting and the heave-hoing, should Reno take note of someone else's approach, he'd perk up and tuck his phone inside of his jacket. ]

Oh, hey.

[ He'd look them up and down, then fold his arms over his chest with an easy grin. ]

I've been expecting lunch for these guys, and you got their hopes up. What're you doin' out here?

Meanwhile on Eltrut..

[ The leviathan may or may not be rather irritable this week for reasons not entirely clear. Tours and access to Eltrut may likely be limited, but with all those jellyfish along the shore, surely just an upset stomach is the culprit. ]

Jumping Jellies - MANTA Board

[ After taking note of the symptoms of being stung by these jellyfish, Reno knew exactly where he was headed.

Feel free to run into one redhead following behind a couple of port-hands carrying a large aquarium to the docks!

Or, perhaps, have one redhead dump a finely woven net into your character's arms! ]

Eltrut Wildcard

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Elah

Late 3rd week of September into final full week of September

Business as usual

[ Being stationed on Elah as a Paladin, Reno usually had errands to run and tend to while in the city.

His regular haunts would of course be the library to exchange books and resources, and pick up or drop off any parcels to be exchanged between libraries on the various Leviathans. Like many curious minds before him, and like many that would come after him, he was combing through much older books--bed-time stories, legends, and even historic and more zoologically inclined encyclopedias that related back to the Leviathans, and even some (reportedly) taxonomic relatives.

Feel free to run into him among a few art galleries, casually browsing over a vendor's table of hand-made jewelry with his hands in his pockets. Here, he looked rather preoccupied, but he did seem to enjoy the craftsmanship of the pieces. One might approach him here--or maybe after he dips into a door behind the stall, chattering amicably with the shopkeep that escorted him in, and instead catch him a short while later as he came back out and rejoined the crowd, picking apart a little pastry.

He may also be found with shopping bags hanging from his arms, full of food and odds-and-ends of supplies, or simply relaxing on a bench in a fountain square with a drink in one hand, his phone in the other. He'd be there with his legs outstretched, and one arm hanging over the back of the bench--excepting when he put the bottle to his lips to take a swallow--as he scrolled through something or other on his phone. ]

Fireflies

[ It's evening, and the frogs and cicadas are all violently screaming into the void to get laid while lightning bugs blink in and out of existence--also trying to get laid. At least the remnants of the loose birds weren't awake to scream about dicks at this hour.

Reno happened to be out in the field, really just doing a whole lot of nothing, though he did have a jar in hand, and judging by the neat little stack of parcels, he'd been out here for some time, for whatever reason, taking his dinner outside in the greenery. Should one come upon Reno here, he would be slowly creeping after fireflies, very slowly and deliberately scooping them up inside the ventilated mason jar.

Feel free to have joined him for dinner and stayed late to catch bugs and chat, or approach him in the middle of filling a jar with said fireflies. ]

Flower power

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Dragon Tails - MANTA Board

[ There were enough Paladins all vying to deliver medicine, all for the chance to get up close and personal to the dragon to get a better view of it. To marvel at it. To feel good about theirselves, like they did The Most(TM) to help the dragon.

Reno was not about to waste his time trying to fight the crowd to give a pissy, injured animal medication. He'd gotten his fill of dealing with pissy animals from Dark Nation, Nanaki, and Deneh. In fact, he'd advised whomever he'd joined that trying to administer medication was the worst possible way to get up and close with a creature. ]

Alright, but can you just give me a hand here? This thing weighs as much as I do.

Just grab a handle and help me carry this.

[ The thing in question was a tub of water with vitamins and antibiotics mixed in off-site, likely in an effort to not put the wild animal off of drinking it? If this was the lengths the caretakers were going to, then he surmised the dragon was smart enough to understand what tampering with water was.

To be fair there was wheels on it, but that didn't negate how heavy water could get. ]

Elah Wildcard

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Avaleci

- CLOSED. Final full week of September into final week of September

A moment's respite

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Icicle Inn: Reprise

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Playing with Fire - MANTA Board

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Comments

[general_affairs]

[ Reno was a wonderfully frustrating creature when he wanted to be!

Spending so much time in a kill-or-be-killed world with stares as surgically cold and piercing as hers lent to a certain familiarity and ease of movement underneath its scrutiny than what most others might exhibit. He didn't feel a need to squirm or shelter behind an inflated ego. ]

Ah, that kid's too green to know what to do if I had been lying. It was tempting, though.

[ He cracked an easy, feline grin with a huff of a laugh that roiled in his chest. She reminded him of a blond he knows. ]

I wouldn't be here to talk to you right now if I didn't know how to keep a secret.

[ He wagged his brows at her, flashing an easy, toothy grin as he sauntered easily by her side. He went back to browsing over the doors, perking with a little 'ah' as he found the laundry room--plenty of running machines to make it difficult to overhear conversation.

And, after turning the handle and bumping the door open with a hip, he'd slide in and step aside to hold it open for her. ]

I didn't wanna call much attention to it on the floor. Not with all the chaos with those moogles on the loose. Plus all that gem-theft? I don't think you were just looking for a Paladin to buddy up with.

[ On the one hand, it was a boon that no one else was in here. On the other hand, for all Reno knew, she was extremely capable of killing him! A keen eye might very well see how Reno maneuvered languidly under her scrutiny, though it might also see how very aware the redhead remained of the space between and around them, and how they both moved through it. ]

[balemoonrise]

Certainly has the face to believe a lie if spoken in the right tone.

[Neither here nor there, but definitely something to keep in mind if it was ever needed should there be another encounter. She didn't enjoy being held up, but for now she would play nicely given nothing had made her feel as if she had to do otherwise.

Her expression remained something neutral, head inclined in Reno's direction with a faint hum. Acknowledging that much when it came to secrets.

She stepped past him an into the laundry room, arms still folded as fingers tapped idly against her side. Relaxed as anything else as she found a spot to stand and turn. All the better to face—]

Despite the skills its clear you have- no, I wasn't, but that doesn't make this any less convenient even if we are momentarily putting more personal business ahead of what is needed here. [The weight of her gaze made the oddity of her eyes just that much more obvious; the slight glow to those red X-shaped pupils against black.] You are familiar with those of Avalanche, correct? Given how often you make the time for them.

My business happens to be amongst that crew.

[general_affairs]

[ He was absolutely taking note of those odd eyes as he leaned against one of the machines, crossing his legs at the ankles. His head lolled to one side as he listened, neverminding his questions and suspicions as she spoke.

He certainly felt that gaze, but he still wasn't one to squirm underneath it, nor had he any inclination to try and rebuff it. Not when he knew that kind of gaze, and worked underneath and around it almost half of his life. This one was more surgical than some of the others he'd encountered here. ]

Yeah, same home-world, and we go a ways back. But that's pretty convenient..I've got business with the other people on that ship, too.

What can I do for you?

[balemoonrise]

To be blunt, given this isn't quite the polite meeting arranged around politics- [Yet there was still something polite to her tone, a way spoken as if she was far too used to having to speak with egos in mind. The right way to lead a conversation, be it a negotiation or a thread- she knew her way around.

For this she wasn't playing games.] -it would be best, hm?

What trouble can I expect from you? Some tension, you aren't usually playing to their side, but you still care in your own way. Do forgive me if observation carries a little too much assumption.

[A tip of her head, a small gesture that had fingers extending and curling again.]

Two of my children are a part of their crew. Have you met Lyney and Freminet?

Two intelligence agents walk into a laundry room--

[general_affairs]

[ He let his head swivel a bit with a resigned, encouraging sort of shrug. One that agreed politesse didn't need to be top priority, but didn't mind if she was still conscious of her words.

As she continued, his shoulders bounced again, this time with a chuff of a laugh as she clocked him pretty easily. He raised his hand with a dismissive flick and shook his head with an easy grin on his lips. ]

Nah. Don't sweat it, yo. It doesn't bother me.

Freminet's the quiet one, right? Usually pretty mild with a few low-key sassy quips? Haven't met 'em, but Cloud's told me about the kids on board. Kids kinda magnetize to him and Zack.

[ Reno does his homework, too. He doesn't need to mention he hasn't really seen Lyney around on the network that he could yet recognize, though. Let assumptions do his job for him. ]

I'm just the watchdog; no trouble. Unless someone starts making problems that could threaten my meat-heads, of course.

A 🦊 and a 🕷️

[balemoonrise]

[She hummed softly-]

Yes, he would be my youngest of the two presently here. They both spoke rather well of the group, even going so far as to liken Avalanche to our Family at the House of the Hearth. [Which had certainly caught her attention; even knowing it meant the dynamic of how they worked and lived together more than anything else. It was still something that reminded them of home.

A reason she didn't mind the remaining there. It sounded as if they were amongst those who would keep an eye on them.] I can see why you would say that about Zack, given the talk I had with him some time ago.

He offered a spot for myself amongst them, given I am those two boys' Father. I haven't given my answer yet, of course, as there are a few things I would like to have settled first.

[Here tone was still polite, conversational.]

So long as no one threatens them, I don't seek to make problems. I tend to get rid of such things when need be.

[general_affairs]

[ His brows raised for a moment to attention, before he just nodded again in agreement. Yeah, that sounded like that group, alright. Especially with Tifa and Aerith there. ]

Cloud's quiet, but he's as big of a softie as Zack. Don't let him fool ya.

[ Father? Odd, but he shrugged it off. It wasn't his business and he didn't really mind or care either way. Frankly that was the least of his concerns, but it did add to an image of this woman that was slowly coming into perspective. His grin was a little bit thinner, and he gave her a more visible once over before rolling his head and finally giving it a dismissive shake. ]

Well I wasn't gonna make a direct threat, but now you're just making me look bad, yo.

Sounds like we're on the same page though. I think we stand to mutually benefit from an agreement, here. What do you say?

[balemoonrise]

I shall keep that in mind when I meet him, as Zack only had good things to say as well.

[Trying to get used to having so many kids around, and she honestly did imagine more group activities would be good for the children as well as those more in an 'adult' role. It was what she did, knowing that the bonding was necessary for growth.

... Even if Arlecchino approached it in a more distant, cold sort of fashion simply because of how she was.

That smile had a sharpness to it as her head tilted to the side, but there was no threat actively held in the expression. Despite the flames beneath her skin, she simply wasn't a warm individual-]

I may have a little more practice with timing, but I am sure you will be able to another time- even if for someone else.

Indeed it does, and that is something I am willing to make; better when mutually beneficial given our wants are similar enough. Honestly, few can appreciate what an agreement can bring to the table, and this could have potential given we've gotten this far.

[general_affairs]

[ He could see how the threats that were left unspoken found purchase instead in the edge of her leer, and it piqued his interest. It made his head quirk and something sharp glimmer in the way his own jade eyes stared right into it, but the way he did so was there and gone again, hidden away again beneath something more lax and mischievous. ]

Hopefully. It's been pretty quiet--

[ He pushed off of the machine he'd been leaning against to stand upright. ]

Sounds like a plan then. I'll watch your six if you watch mine, and we'll keep trouble away from our people.

[ Hopefully she was not surprised when Reno offered to shake on it by holding his hand out. If she was, he would seem delightfully amused by it. ]

We got time to get into a rhythm as long as you can handle a chatty partner.

[balemoonrise]

Then I hope your timing is as snappy as it deserves to be when the moment comes.

[There was that touch of amusement to her tone, but also knowing full well what she said, the implication and meaning carried with it. Whenever a thread was made it needed to be clear it could be carried out well after all.

Arlecchino nodded, and her own hand was extended.

Finding that black coloration and odd patterns, even the metallic, were not gloves through a firm handshake could be an experience for some not expecting it. Were simply light that.]

I've dealt with far worse than chatty, and I do believe this may at the very least turn into something to keep an eye on.

[To know if they could fall into step whenever it may be needed beyond this moment—]

I do strongly believe it is better to work together than against each other in a place like this, after all

[general_affairs]

[ Something slid into the shadows of his toothy grin, and the expression didn't reach his eyes so much as it did sharpen them. But! He shrugged it off, and that whatever-it-was melted back into the more mischievous, vulpine smile he had before. ]

If I do it right, you won't ever hear about it anyway. You know how it goes.

[ Luckily it was one Reno was expecting. There wasn't a single woman Reno had ever worked with that wasn't every bit as dangerous as himself--frankly if not moreso, just to compensate for being thought of as cute or delicate. Afterwards, he went back to leaning against the washing machine behind him, elbows propped up on the top of it as he slouched. ]

Yeahp. It's not so bad here, just a little unstable. Worst I've had to deal with so far is just a bunch of gang shit. Sometimes it runs a little deeper, but usually not that hard to dismantle.

Honestly I'm more concerned about the Paladins than anything the Corsairs churn out.

It's always the 'world unification' ones.