Ffamran mied Bunansa | Balthier (
askypirate) wrote in
genessia2016-01-26 12:39 am
Entry tags:
Action, 20th-22nd
Closed to Kahlan Amnell; Event Day 1 (20th)
It was a typical afternoon, honestly. He'd finished the project to which he'd been assigned at work and had promptly returned to his apartment for a shower. He loved the feel of tools in his hands, for using them for repairs, figuring out a problem and working to a solution. It wasn't the excitement he was used to, and it certainly wasn't the thrill of the hunt, but it was something.
At least until something went oddly wrong. He'd just stepped out of his shower and grabbed a towel to dry his hair, not bothering to make himself decent before doing so. He lived alone and the apartments in Nova City were all heated rather nicely. He slid his eyes closed for a moment, and in that instant two things became suddenly clear. The floor beneath his feet was suddenly not tile, and it was markedly colder. Also, the scent of soap and the lingering, humid haze of his shower were gone.
At least he was still holding his towel?
Closed to Satsuki Kiryuin, Event Day 1 (20th)
It had been a trying afternoon. After the awkwardness that was getting randomly teleported to Fayren due to…something, whatever was wrong with Genessia itself, he'd made the slow and arduous trek back to Nova City, to his home, and had spent a quiet night reading and hoping he didn't randomly wind up anywhere else. Everything seemed to be just fine as he slid into a pair of loose pants and laid himself down to sleep.
That was the problem, really. Everything seemed fine.
Open to Anyone, Anytime!
Balthier, much to his occasional chagrin, has fallen into quite a routine. During a typical day, he can be found either at the engine shop in Nova City, at a small café, walking to and from several locations around the city, at the local bar (he does enjoy his wine), or enjoying a quiet evening at home. Feel free to drop in on him (literally if that's your fancy)!
[OOC: I'm open to prose or brackets! Whatever you like!]
It was a typical afternoon, honestly. He'd finished the project to which he'd been assigned at work and had promptly returned to his apartment for a shower. He loved the feel of tools in his hands, for using them for repairs, figuring out a problem and working to a solution. It wasn't the excitement he was used to, and it certainly wasn't the thrill of the hunt, but it was something.
At least until something went oddly wrong. He'd just stepped out of his shower and grabbed a towel to dry his hair, not bothering to make himself decent before doing so. He lived alone and the apartments in Nova City were all heated rather nicely. He slid his eyes closed for a moment, and in that instant two things became suddenly clear. The floor beneath his feet was suddenly not tile, and it was markedly colder. Also, the scent of soap and the lingering, humid haze of his shower were gone.
At least he was still holding his towel?
Closed to Satsuki Kiryuin, Event Day 1 (20th)
It had been a trying afternoon. After the awkwardness that was getting randomly teleported to Fayren due to…something, whatever was wrong with Genessia itself, he'd made the slow and arduous trek back to Nova City, to his home, and had spent a quiet night reading and hoping he didn't randomly wind up anywhere else. Everything seemed to be just fine as he slid into a pair of loose pants and laid himself down to sleep.
That was the problem, really. Everything seemed fine.
Open to Anyone, Anytime!
Balthier, much to his occasional chagrin, has fallen into quite a routine. During a typical day, he can be found either at the engine shop in Nova City, at a small café, walking to and from several locations around the city, at the local bar (he does enjoy his wine), or enjoying a quiet evening at home. Feel free to drop in on him (literally if that's your fancy)!
[OOC: I'm open to prose or brackets! Whatever you like!]

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"Good morning."
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"I hope that you slept okay."
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"I'm sure you're hungry and would like more adequate clothing. If you'll give me a moment, I'll see if I can't find something to suit your needs until we can find you something more your style."
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"I am hungry, but I think I'll make sure to eat after I get some clothes. Besides I think eating out for me might be fun. If you want to come, it will be my treat."
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He heads to his bedroom, closing the door behind him and dressing quickly but smartly. Afterward, he does find a pair of breeches and a shirt for her, and a coat which is most likely too large, but should serve her purposes until she can acquire something for herself. After combing his hair and shaving, he leaves the room, motioning toward it for her.
"I've taken the liberty of finding a few things that may suit you until something more suitable can be found. Be my guest."
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When she heard the door again, she couldn't help but turn her head slightly. His style of clothing for himself was interesting to say the least. But she nodded her head giving a polite smile.
"Thank you, I do appreciate it." Since she was pretty sure she would be embarrassed walking around in what she currently was wearing. She slowly made her way to walk past in order to get ready, she just hoped it wouldn't take her long.
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The sky pirate wasn't much of a cook.
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"Muffins and orange juice. Nice choice in breakfast." She couldn't help but smile slightly as she spoke.
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"Help yourself."
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She picked up a muffin quietly, it was a nice choice never the less and she knew that it was quick and easy to eat. At least until the shops were open.
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"If they're all as lovely as you, I won't be complaining."
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"Were we always such a charmer?"
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"I've been told I have a certain way about me." That is to say he's notorious in every port...
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"Once I've finished eating, I should get going."
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"Whenever you're ready."
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"I think I'm ready now." She smiled slightly. "I will say that I owe you for letting me stay here the night."
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"Think nothing of it. I expect I would receive the same treatment, should the roles be reversed, though sadly, I fear I would fit none of your clothes."
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"Of course. Besides I don't think you would appreciate wearing dresses."
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"You can just think it over though."
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"How mysterious."
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As she walked, she could feel the breeze, which made her walk that little faster as she looked around.
"You know you don't need to walk me all the way."
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