stupid cloak boy skulks around . overboard! & below . 39th metal
[ Cloaked figure, moving through the Floating Market. The movement of the cloth is odd, indistinct, shielding his form. From time to time, he pauses at a stall, and when he pays, it is with small beads of metal - usually greeted with stunned amazement, quick action, and, on occasion, sudden bouts of generosity from the stallkeepers.
He buys flowers. A few indistinctly wrapped parcels. Some smoked sausage that he actually pulls his hood back to eat, seated on the edge of a fountain. ]
[ the maze ]
[ All the rest of the time, he stays deep below London. Networks of patched and stolen growth lights flicker along the approach tunnels, slowly overtaken with greenery; after a close thicket, it opens into a sporadically lit maze of plants. Be careful: they all have thorns, quiet poison, deceptive traps. There are moving vines, willing to grab and sip the blood from your veins, trees that will start to choke you if you stay still. And the path never stays consistent.
Rumor has it, at the end of this, there is the mysterious metal atium - a mineral of incredible value, and deeply powerful.
If you make it all the way through...
Then there is a metal tunnel, curving out of sight. Perhaps the smell of tea and baked goods. Come on in...? ]
[ other ]
[ He slips through London Below quietly, staying out of sight. He pauses by the places he has errands, pauses by the people he knows, or owes.
If someone is in trouble, nearby - he will probably help. ]
He buys flowers. A few indistinctly wrapped parcels. Some smoked sausage that he actually pulls his hood back to eat, seated on the edge of a fountain. ]
[ the maze ]
[ All the rest of the time, he stays deep below London. Networks of patched and stolen growth lights flicker along the approach tunnels, slowly overtaken with greenery; after a close thicket, it opens into a sporadically lit maze of plants. Be careful: they all have thorns, quiet poison, deceptive traps. There are moving vines, willing to grab and sip the blood from your veins, trees that will start to choke you if you stay still. And the path never stays consistent.
Rumor has it, at the end of this, there is the mysterious metal atium - a mineral of incredible value, and deeply powerful.
If you make it all the way through...
Then there is a metal tunnel, curving out of sight. Perhaps the smell of tea and baked goods. Come on in...? ]
[ other ]
[ He slips through London Below quietly, staying out of sight. He pauses by the places he has errands, pauses by the people he knows, or owes.
If someone is in trouble, nearby - he will probably help. ]
no subject
Good. I don't lie to you, Zane.
[He leans his head against Zane's shoulder, deliberately pushing him to accept this as the state of things. They are brothers. It might be the truest thing this Zane has ever heard.]
no subject
[ Why don't you lie. Zane is the sort who is often lied to, from the price has gone up, you don't know the difficulty of securing this kind of good to I didn't come in here to steal. ]
no subject
Because you don't lie to me. And because you reminded me of how to be human again when I didn't want to think about it. That's why.