[Video] Week 34 - Friday Evening

[wisdom_of_hounds]

So about this fog...

[Hey guys, there's a redhead on your network looking magnificently scruffy. That is full Irish beard right there. Actually... that's way more than a week's growth for those of you that knew he was leaving. He's currently sprawled out on the stone floor of his cavern hideaway, holding his arm up so the video's looking down on him.]

I was hoping to make it back into town today but apparently Verdana had other ideas. [And there's a knowing smirk that comes with that because he at least has spent most of the last weeks (as far as he knows) talking to her.]

So, I don't know when I'm going to be able to get back but... [His free hand comes up to thread through his shaggy crimson curls.] Anyone out there good with a pair of scissors?

[Private to Lyall]

As soon as this damn fog clears we need to go hunting... Oberon is bored out of his mind and we both need to stretch our legs. You in?

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[fotlenke]

[ Sigyn hadn't seen someone who looked like Atticus in a long while. And when she sees him on the network, she first thinks Asgard, but the way the man speaks is...not Asgard. Not even in Realms such as Niflheim!

When the video turns on, Sigyn can be seen nestled against the body of her horse, the tricky Serrure. As she had recently used powerful magics, she still retains her goddess glow, although perhaps, it could be the lightings in the stables. ]

You do not need scissors, Sir. You require a good brush and a proper stylist. [ So where is Lofn when you need her? All the time, Sigyn's sister Lofn does enjoy making little dolls out of her sisters, teasing and playing with their hair. She can work miracles! ]

[wisdom_of_hounds]

[Sure, it could be the lighting in the stables but... Atticus knows "the glow of power" when he sees it. Shit. Now the question was whether she was a deity or some kind of magic user Atticus hadn't met yet. And if she's a deity... what pantheon? Please not Norse. Please not Norse. Please not Norse.

Here cabin fever went and made him do something stupid. Awesome. Better than it being because of a pretty girl at least?

Pay attention, Siodhachan. You're cockin it up again.]

I kinda like the whole... unkempt look, actually. It just means I have to trim stuff down more and I've uh... been kinda busy.

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[fotlenke]

[ Sigyn cocks her head to the side, lips curving, brow arching, in a rather funny face. ] But your eyes would shine much brighter if your hair were parted to its side, or perhaps a tail for a warrior look. [ She shrugs her shoulders. ] Your hair, aye, but I certainly recommend a talented hand to wield the shears that cut your locks.

[ She smiles, rolling her wrist, waving off her silliness. ] My apologies. I am Sigyn. And you?

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[wisdom_of_hounds]

Not... really the warrior type. [He shrugs a little, trying to dismiss it even though that's an outright lie and he hates doing that. But truly he prefers never to come to blows even if he has been in more than his share of wars over the centuries.

Then she offers her name and he wants nothing more than to curse his luck and hang up straight away but he can't. That would be rude... and suspicious. Neither are good ideas.]

Sigyn? Does that mean you know Thor here? [And he raises his voice slightly, mimicking an excitement he doesn't feel, hoping that will excuse him for not answering straight away. If she is from a different pantheon than the Thor here then it is certainly not safe to give her his name.]

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[professorwolf]

[It takes a little bit for Lyall to reply. Mostly because he keeps dropping the bloody aethographer, and his fingers can't seem to operate it properly. But he finally manages, and also manages not to open the video function. That part is on purpose.]

Good evening. I think it's evening. I can hit wolf form, anyway, so it must be evening.

Pardon. As soon as this bloody fog clears, a hunt would be quite nice. It will be nicer when I can see straight and don't keep chasing imaginary scents. Managed to get myself mucked up lost. Very clever, I know.

[He does sound a little out of it, and rather more emotive than their last conversations.]

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[wisdom_of_hounds]

[It's kind of amusing, honestly, hearing him talk like that. The reason for it is rather worrying though. Note to self: get Randolph drunk.]

Lost around here is pretty damned dangerous... [There's a moment where he's eyeing Oberon, trying to gauge if it would be safe to leave him here alone.]

If you're not... entirely with it I don't know that I'll be of much help. In my owl form I could fly above it, try to lead you back into town but...

[But if the werewolf is running around chasing phantom scents then how good is he going to be at following an owl? Probably not very. And Atticus is really not too keen on seeing if his healing charm can regulate this stuff. It doesn't work on poisons or other substances so there's a good chance it won't work on this either.

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[professorwolf]

[Good luck with that. Werewolves only manage anything more than a slight haze off alcohol usually... to get them really bad, you need formaldehyde.

There is a soft snort as Lyall invisibly waves the concern off, and then a little cough. The more toxic properties of the stuff only affect him briefly. But it still does tickle the lungs a bit.]

Thank you, but I'll make do. Werewolves are note-- notoriously difficult to off, really. And I am attempting not to charge straight at anything that might be an angry raptor or one of those sharp-toothed felines.

[He's managed not to get into many scrapes thus far, anyway.]

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[tallymarks]

[Excuse the off-center video and poor lighting; while she might have the basics down, video phones are not Belle's forte.]

I know my way around a pair of scissors. Though I'm sure the villagers must have a barber somewhere.

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[wisdom_of_hounds]

[Off-center and poor lighting regardless... hello pretty girl~]

Yeah they probably do. Hell if I remember the last time I actually paid for a haircut though. I usually do it myself but... well I've had a very eventful few months. [In all of the Asgard invading, deity slaying, and death faking he really hadn't had time to bother with something so mundane as a haircut. Now he'd been on Verdana for almost 2 months and... well he was kind of a mess.]

[Video]

[tallymarks]

So the poison fog isn't the only excitement this land has to offer, then? I probably shouldn't find that reassuring.

[Assuming he's referring to whatever has him coming back to the city is totally logical, honest.]

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[akito]

I could escort you to the city
I can move the fog out of the way
Just a bit
But enough to make a path.

[Voice]

[wisdom_of_hounds]

Yeah but see... then I'd have to tell you where I am. [The implied "and I don't know you" is pretty obvious from the suspicion in his tone.]

[Voice]

[akito]

That's true!
I could ask the winds and see if they could escort you without me
If that would be more comfortable??

[Video]

[lanfear]

[For an instant, Lanfear almost passes over this broadcast like she had others. But beard reminded her of that Aybara boy, one of Al'Thor's companions though, and that sent up enough of a reminder that she was so very, very far away from home. Alone. And without Lews Therin or even the boy he'd been reborn as.

And that, at least, gave her a reason to at least respond in a somewhat unsteady voice.]

The fog is...rather thick. I've seen nothing like it before, ever. Stay indoors, I've already seen one woman driven mad by it's touch.

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[wisdom_of_hounds]

Yeah I got the impression that it was not something to mess around with. Considering this planet's history I can only guess at what's out there.

[And there's a muttered grumble following it, something that might include "bullshit" but he keeps it quiet enough that it's obviously not meant for her. The damage these people have put the planet through still angers him, especially now after hearing from Verdana herself exactly what was done to her.]

[Video]

[lanfear]

Does it have something to do with the war? I merely saw it and decided perhaps it would be best to remain indoors.

[She recovers from the momentary start, at least, that odd manic moment passing just as suddenly as it came. Now back to the calm, cool, scholar's mask.]

[Video]

[rhapsoidein]

[Oh look, it's the previously white haired dying woman now with a full head of red hair, though there are still some white hairs. Very few though. Also, her previously gray eyes are now very blue and even emitting a glow. She raises a brow at the video.]

Well, it's a good idea Verdana told you to stay there. It's been rather... hectic, around here.

[She already had her own close call with the fog. Luckily, Sephiroth got her out of there in time. But ugh, she hated staying indoors.]

Sorry, but no scissors. I'm sure there's someone out here with some, though. [She gives him a small grin.] By the way, the beard is rather fetching~.

[SHE HAS A THING FOR SCRUFFY BEARDS. Just ask Angeal, who she liked to poke whenever he forgot to shave.]

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[wisdom_of_hounds]

[Give him a moment. He cocks his head to the side a little, wondering how she knows he spoke to Verdana about it, and then.... wait for it...]

Genesis!? [And then he's grinning at her, actually sitting up and forgetting that he was supposed to be giving a blank background so no one would know where he was. Oops?] Damn, you look great.

[Wait...]

I mean, considering...

[Pay attention, Siodhachan. You're cocking it up again.]

Uh yeah, staying put definitely sounded like a good idea, even if I'm itching to get out of here. One more night isn't gonna kill me. How long can fog last? Even if it's not exactly natural fog... [Great, now he's rambling. Shit.] right?

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[rhapsoidein]

[Don't worry, she's not about to leap into that fog just to find out which cave you're hiding in. Her grin widens and she even laughs. She definitely doesn't sound like the tired and exhausted of a thing from before.]

That would be me. Thank you.

[When he stammered a little, she laughed again.]

I get it, it's fine. And no, it's not natural, but I think it won't last long. It's been three days, I think. Shouldn't last too much longer.

[pepperspray]

[From the sounds in the background, Pepper's apartment is hosting a party, and someone's either won or lost soundly at a card game. She herself is in her kitchen, judging by the backdrop, and is taking a moment to catch up on network messages while getting another round of snacks on the go. Taking in the general aura of beardliness, she dimples as she sends a reply.]

Judging by the delay in timestamps, I'm sure you've probably already gotten five offers for a haircut, and possibly one for a young chicken, considering the randomness of some of our shipmates, but if you still need help with the more, um, civilized facets of life here, I have a few contacts.

[wisdom_of_hounds]

[Oh hello redhead. Atticus grins at her as soon as the response comes and there is, almost immediately, a huge wolfhound shoving his head over Atticus’ shoulder.]

Oberon! [Atticus laughs and pushes his hound away, mentally promising him that he will pick the story back up again soon. With nothing else to do telling tales has been the only way to keep themselves amused. ]

Hey, yeah I got a few offers but it’s always good to know whose good with a pair of scissors around here. No offers for chickens though, unfortunately. A nice roasted chicken sounds excellent and I’m sure he wouldn’t argue that one either. [He nodded his head in the direction he’d pushed Oberon into and off screen his hound’s ears perked up.]

[pepperspray]

[Pepper laughs at the sudden addition of dog, a sound as delighted and relaxed as only a Pepper enjoying a period of enforced vacation time can get.]

I see you're not holed up entirely without a friend. What a lovely dog.

[No octave jump here, but she does seem to be peering off the edge of the screen after where Oberon's been shoved before bringing her attention back to druid rather than dog.]

I'd have to ask around to get you one, but if you do want a chicken, I'm sure I could find one. Either that or I recommend one of the smaller dinosaurs -- I'd say that they taste like ostrich rather than chicken, but they have the advantage that nobody's trying to keep them for eggs.

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[redledgerdays]

Verdana seems particularly good at ruining others' plans.

[there's a bit of a smirk in her voice]

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[wisdom_of_hounds]

Oh she’s not all that bad. [And there’s fondness in his tone as he says it.] Besides this mess isn’t exactly her fault.

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[redledgerdays]

You seem pretty sure about that. Any particular reason?