[OTA] Feb/March events!

[claritatis]

Who: Ignis Scientia (claritatis), Julie Grigio Cabernet (redwinekindofgirl) and Nil (atravellerwithabow).
What: Top levels for the Feb and March events, as and when required.
Where: In the city, outside the city, wherever.
When: Feb/March for the duration of the Kiss Me Kill Me/Field Trip/Flu Season events.
Warnings: Nil.

((ooc: anything welcome! bring me your travellers, people being chased by monsters, anyone needing help, sandstorms, anything at all c: ))

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[othlir]

[ The sudden appearance of a dagger is an interesting development; Vax's eyebrows rise, the urge to grab one of his own rising, though after a moment, it doesn't look like he's got designs to use it. At least, not yet. So he resists the urge to arm himself, instead just slightly raising his arms to show empty palms as he approaches. ]

Many thanks. It seems I'm a bit more unprepared than I'd thought. I haven't camped out in..feels like years.

[ In fact, it's reminiscent of when he'd first begun adventuring, and he can't help an amused chuckle as he first sets his pack down, then takes a seat beside it. ]

I take it you do this often, then? [ A glance over at the other nearby travelers, the bespectacled man's setup. ] You're far better equipped than me, that's for sure.

[claritatis]

[Luckily enough for Vax, had Ignis a mind to use the dagger, he would have found out very quickly. He's using it as something of a deterrent to anyone who might think this small camp an easy mark, but he keeps his own counsel as to what he thinks of his new companion, for the moment.]

Had I one gil for every time I'd set up a camp much like this one, I dare say it would be a very odd coincidence. [He replies, tilting his head with a faintly amused smile.]

You surmised correctly - I'm no stranger to it.

[othlir]

[ Gil? Like a fish's gills? Like Gilmore? He's not sure what to make of that, but now probably isn't the best time to ask. Still, it's not hard to guess at his meaning, and Vax just smiles. ]

Many thanks, then, for letting me share your fire. My friend had..means, of providing more homely accommodations whenever we needed to camp out. [ He stretches, pulls open his pack, starts digging around for something. ] I'll admit, it's nostalgic — jury's still out on whether it's the good kind of nostalgic or not.

[ And then he finds his rations, pulls out a stick of jerky. It's stolen from Grog's stash, so he's been metering them out to make them last as long as possible, but.. He pulls out one for himself, and one for his kindly host, as thanks. ] Want a piece? Finest jerky Vox Machina has to offer.

[ Never mind that he's the only member of Vox Machina here... ]

[claritatis]

Agreed.

[It's an odd kind of nostalgic, that's for sure, and it's been some time since Ignis has camped out without the companionship of Noctis, Gladio and Prompto. Perhaps that, amongst other things, is why he's having such trouble with falling asleep at the moment.

He takes the offered piece of food with a quiet word of thanks. A spectacular chef he might be, but Ignis still never turns up his nose at convenience.

The favour can be returned, but what he can offer will need heating up, and at the moment he's reluctant to leave the fire's warmth.]

Vox Machina?

[othlir]

's what my friends and I called ourselves.

[ Vax snaps into the jerky and takes a contemplative moment to chew (possibly also avoiding being rude by talking with a full mouth) before shrugging. ]

It was easier than listing all of our names when folks asked who we were, and sounds better than calling ourselves the S.H.I.T.s. [ That had been a terrible name. Why had they allowed that to go on? A little bit of a laugh. ] It was pretty accurate, though.

[ He pauses for a moment, and then nods to the dagger that had appeared from seemingly nowhere. ] That's a pretty impressive trick. Is it some sort of spell?

[claritatis]

[Ignis doesn't quite laugh, but he does smile and huff out a soft sound of amusement. That's an interesting name for a group, certainly.

He glances down at the dagger, picks it up, and deftly twirls it around his fingers before he flicks it into the air, catching it a half-second before it disappears in the same soft shower of sparks that it appeared in.]

It is magic, but not mine.

[And, yes, he is a little bit of a show-off.]

What do you call yourself?

[othlir]

[ Vax nods, thinking to understand his meaning. He's got magic that doesn't belong to him? Probably a paladin, then, or a warlock. That's a pretty damn cool trick, though; if not for his belt, he'd wish he could do the same. Admittedly, he's kind of curious, but. Not his place to ask, he figures.

Still, if we're boasting.. He pulls out Whisper, a dagger with a wicked-looking curve to its blade, lets the blade shine in the firelight. ]

This one lets me do something similar, but the other way around. I go to it, instead of it coming to me.

[ He'd demonstrate, but figures it'd be a real dick move to throw his dagger at..well, anything, in the dark like this. So he'll mimic that action, flipping it a little before seating it back at his belt.

And then he lets out a breath of a laugh. ]

Vax'ildan, of Vox Machina. Vax works too, though. What about you?

[claritatis]

[Like warping, perhaps? Ignis is fascinated by the existence of magic in other worlds and that it can exist in abundance, for so many to have access to.

He makes a mental note to ask about it later, when he and this gentleman are a little better acquainted.]

Ignis Scientia. ['Of the Lucian Crownsguard' could be added, but it would mean nothing.] A pleasure to make your acquaintance.

[Ignis pauses to add another lump of wood to the fire, then asks--]

You're out here alone?

[othlir]

[ He considers a bow, but that's a bit too ridiculous, especially when he's already sitting — instead, Vax just grins, holds out a hand to shake. ]

Pleasure's all mine, Ignis. Thank you, for letting me share your fire.

[ There's a deep breath at that question. Not by choice, is the immediate response, but it isn't like he can actually say that. Vax pulls his feet in to cross his legs, shrugging as he answers. ]

Not anymore; you're here, aren't you? [ A cheeky grin as he says it, and then he shakes his head. ] Figured I'd set off and see where exactly I'm meant to be living, but it took a bit longer to get anywhere than I expected. I'm used to just... [ A little wave of his hand, a pff noise. Explaining Transport Via Plants is weird. ] Kind of appearing, places.

Seems you had the right idea, coming out with a party like this.

[claritatis]

[He takes Vax's hand willingly enough, giving it a small but firm shake. A silent nod is given in response to the thanks, and he settles back into place to toss another stick onto the flames. The fire pops and sends a small puff of sparks upwards into the smoke rising from it.]

I thought it might be wiser than venturing out alone. [Ignis replies, slightly wry. It isn't meant to insult, but he is often blunt without any real malice behind it. Coming out here by himself hadn't been a thing that had crossed his mind even for a moment.]

You'd be welcome to stay with us, I'm sure.

[othlir]

[ There's just a bit of snickering at that — not even close to insulted, in fact fairly pleased to hear it. Vax sighs, leaning back on his hands as he watches sparks dance over the fire. ]

You know, my sister likes to scold me constantly for going off on my own. Suppose there are some things you just don't grow out of.

[ It's also a rather sobering thought, considering..well, everything. Vax shoots him a slightly more morose smile, shrugging one shoulder. ]

Hope you don't mind if I take you up on that, at least for tonight. I'm pretty handy in a fight, but I don't think I'd want to run into any beasts by myself. [ A pause— ] Speaking of, have you seen any trouble out here, yet?