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genessia2018-02-20 11:46 am
immortalrose) wrote in genessia2018-02-20 11:46 am
℘ SECOND BITE [voice + action]]
I. ᴀ ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴ [voice]
[The feed starts off with a hint of static and some telltale shuffling. Whomever is on the other end is muttering something but it's almost impossible to understand. However, some might be able to make out a few words here and there in between the static.
If so, isn't that accent a tad familiar? Might be.]
I haven't been very...frugal lately.
[Between all the snacks and exploration, Augustine is close to being flat broke. This privileged poodle hasn't worked a day since arriving here to this world. He's been too busy having "fun" and by "fun" that means splurging on fancy tea sets.]
Hello? [He finally speaks directly into the device.] I've come to understand there's a bounty hunting agency in this city.
Is that true? I haven't really looked into this kind of profession much.
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II. ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴋ [action] - Genessia City
At this rate, I'm going to starve.[He groans as he tries his best to ignore his nagging stomach.] My fault for spending so much on the macaroons, I suppose.
[Augustine makes an imposing figure within the gentle tranquility of this beautiful park. Still dressed in his signature red coat, the vampire looks surprisingly distressed for once. He's been pacing around for a long while now, his startling red gaze wandering over every face that passes him by.]
Hmm...?
[He pauses momentarily in midstep once he spots a lovely woman in a tan jacket strolling along the path up ahead.]
She's pretty but too short. [The vampire makes a face.] I would almost have to kneel.
[Augustine is close to 6'2, folks. Anyone under 5'7 is a bit of a hassle.]
Now what about him---Ick! Nope, he's hideous and has warts.
[He comments in regards to this poor homely chap that passed him by. Seems that someone is a picky eater.]
Talk about a dismal selection.
[Dramatic sigh.]
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(permission post here just in case)
[The feed starts off with a hint of static and some telltale shuffling. Whomever is on the other end is muttering something but it's almost impossible to understand. However, some might be able to make out a few words here and there in between the static.
If so, isn't that accent a tad familiar? Might be.]
I haven't been very...frugal lately.
[Between all the snacks and exploration, Augustine is close to being flat broke. This privileged poodle hasn't worked a day since arriving here to this world. He's been too busy having "fun" and by "fun" that means splurging on fancy tea sets.]
Hello? [He finally speaks directly into the device.] I've come to understand there's a bounty hunting agency in this city.
Is that true? I haven't really looked into this kind of profession much.
---
II. ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴋ [action] - Genessia City
At this rate, I'm going to starve.[He groans as he tries his best to ignore his nagging stomach.] My fault for spending so much on the macaroons, I suppose.
[Augustine makes an imposing figure within the gentle tranquility of this beautiful park. Still dressed in his signature red coat, the vampire looks surprisingly distressed for once. He's been pacing around for a long while now, his startling red gaze wandering over every face that passes him by.]
Hmm...?
[He pauses momentarily in midstep once he spots a lovely woman in a tan jacket strolling along the path up ahead.]
She's pretty but too short. [The vampire makes a face.] I would almost have to kneel.
[Augustine is close to 6'2, folks. Anyone under 5'7 is a bit of a hassle.]
Now what about him---Ick! Nope, he's hideous and has warts.
[He comments in regards to this poor homely chap that passed him by. Seems that someone is a picky eater.]
Talk about a dismal selection.
[Dramatic sigh.]
-----
(permission post here just in case)
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Somewhat! Most bounties derive from the biweekly paper that's distributed with some violence. The closest to a professional undertaking of the same would be the Beacon Boards. You may have seen one outside every archway. There's more variety than extrajudicial matters, thankfully. Everything from televised voice-overs to temporary bartending. The manifold novelties keeps things very fresh.
[His enthusiasm might betray that that's how he makes his own living.]
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Violence is to be expected, I would think. Bounty hunting is always dangerous work but it has its merits.
[Fast and easy cash, just what he likes.]
The Beacon Boards? Ah, yes! I glanced briefly at the one here in Genessia. Looks like mostly everything was taken---
[He pauses for a moment.]
...You're a hunter, aren't you?
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Ahah, "hunter"'s a bit much. Seeker and then, if successful, binder. Indeed, the mark of success is doing all that while keeping violence to a minimum. No one's interested in any bounty dead.
[Sheesh, don't scare him like that.]
But semantics aside, yes, I dabble in those.
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[That's just how he feels about it.]
Although, I'm pleasantly surprised to hear it's a bloodless occupation here. Usually clients in my world would prefer a dead bounty over a living one.
[Despite his seemingly gentle personality, Augustine hails from a rather brutal reality.]
How successful are you? Excuse my frankness but you seem...young.
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But doesn't that carry connotations of predator and prey that simply aren't the case? It's not as though I want to eat the scoundrels; indeed, in my heart of hearts, I wish there were no bounties to "hunt".
Ahaha, well I'm sure to someone advanced in age as yourself, most would seem young. Like most jobs here it's easy to keep and easy to succeed. Most of the time, anyway, so long as one puts the time in. I've, ah, had the displeasure of seeing children take up the work. Clearly age isn't much obstacle.
[Child spies are a disquieting subject for him.]
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Oh shut up, Ted.]Is it not "predator & prey"? Goodness, I've always thought so. Depending on the scoundrel's crime, do they not deserve death? It feels like you're just putting on airs about it.
[Guess who just might have a ruthless streak. Maybe something treacherous does lie within this mild-mannered vampire.]
Advanced age? [Augustine squints at that. He doesn't like being called "old".] I'm not that old, mind you.
[He's only about 400 Something]
Ah? Children? Now that's rather shocking!
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[Not that there weren't dark moments he'd have really, really liked to. To say nothing of the bounties that simply disappear with no record of what befell the mark.]
Haha, suppose it's relative. You're about twenty times my age, which seems very old indeed.
I certainly thought so! The world can be alarmingly lax about age. At least the bars are vigilant for that. Everywhere else cares only for efficiency. It disturbs not a little.
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[That much Augustine can admit. Although, he much rather have true justice be served in blood.]
If a child is too young to drink, then they're too young for combat. That's usually how things are, no? Only an amoral individual would use children in such an offending manner.
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Would that were the case. I had the questionable pleasure of training with a young man with quite the knack for it, having experienced a fantastic amount of violence himself. Perhaps all men have that inclination, no matter the age. Thankfully no one uses them towards that end; all voluntary. Though I would hope any civilized society would give a child's will its proper reckoning: much worry and little respect.
[i.e. whenever he sees some kid getting involved in bounty work he almost gets a stroke. Hypocritically, if he was so young and had the capacity he'd do the same thing.]
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Isn't a shame that such violence would grip a child at such a young age? Testament that none of us follows any of the divine creeds. [He's definitely frowning some. No matter the world, senseless violence is always prevalent.] You would think we would know better by now but alas.
I'm glad to hear that the children who embark upon this life choose it. Still, iI cannot claim I condone it.
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[Hopefully a biblical allusion would relax any dragons who might take that the wrong way.]
Heh, anyway this is all a bit morbid. As I said there's all sorts of odd jobs. If you've taken a shine to Nova City, there's...let's see...
[He takes a look]
Computer programming and shelf-stocking! That wouldn't be too bad, eh?
[It'd be funny if it was humiliating. Vampires, putting bread on the table by putting bread on the aisle. Too rich.]
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That's indeed true. Saint George was certainly known for his vast strength and felling beastly foes. There's a thrill that comes with conflict, no matter how great or small.
[Augustine let's out a slight huff at that retail position that Ted dares to mention. He almost rolls his eyes.]
I rather hunt. [Sarcasm.] Although, I suppose I could use my talents in sorcery to find decent work.
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Sure! You can hunt for an honest day's work. After all, it's only for a time, and then you an try something else if it doesn't quite please you. Musn't let pride make one penniless, eh?
[He hopes he does it. He really does.]
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[ Because "HELL NO", that's why. Augustine isn't built for that kind of malarkey. People get on his last nerves even on a good day, so no.]
Although, I might set my gaze upon something a little more...artistic.
[He just spotted an advertisement for this travel agency in town.]
Ever heard of the Fama Talent Agency?
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[It's a possibility too humorous to give up on so soon.]
What could be more artistic than setting the very bread of life on the shelves of the needy? To wrest nature's goods and manage them nicely towards the satiety of all? You think mere acting can compare to such a sublime order?
But to answer your question, only by name. I'm not quite sure of the name's meaning, which may speak to its artlessness.
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[Keep sassing him, child. He's about three seconds away from hanging. Augustine isn't putting up with any of this garbage.
Too bad he can't reach into this screen and choke Ted.]
If you think of such a profession as profound, then you do it! Stop trying to convince me and do so yourself.
[He huffs. Honestly, he's annoyed now.]
So you know nothing of this agency. Unsurprising considering your only artistic ability lies within how well you pluck my nerves.
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Ahah, all right, all right, no need for that. Just thought it'd expand your horizons a little, that's all. I wouldn't dream of taking such a good opportunity for myself, having had so many already.
[Some would say the way he dresses is very "artistic". Not necessarily good art...]
But if you truly think pretending more poetic, I'll leave you to it. So long as you mind the way actors were typically regarded, especially in the ancient world.
[I.e. about as well as prostitutes. ;D]
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[Wrath isn't a sin if someone keeps pushing you towards it.]
Now if you don't mind, I have better things to do.
voice
I work at the library... Did you have any hobbies back home that could turn into jobs?
Re: voice
Although, I'm not too certain if I want to embark upon such employment for long.
[He actually has his sights on something else.]
Actually, I do. However, I doubt it would be useful here but I have a strong passion for the arts. Theater, mainly.
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Where are you planning to stay?
action
No, if something's going to turn him back it's the looks she gives him when she catches his hungry eyes. She's not flattered or disgusted or fearful, she just has that flat, slightly avoidant, slightly dismayed look of someone who senses an awkward conversation coming on.]
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Did she catch him staring? Maybe.
The woman doesn't make it obvious that she's uncomfortable but she certainly seems uncomfortable. While he's feeling quite ravenous, Augustine forces himself not to allow that primal hunger get the better of him. He's no monster! Augustine utterly refuses to give into his cardinal desires. He's too good for that or so he thinks.
Instead of trying to snatch the poor woman off her feet, he slowly inches his way over step by step. Augustine pretends to be admiring the greenery before approaching close enough to speak.]
..It's a tad chilly out, isn't?