A crimson haired lass called aloud, her lips puckering while her mind raced. She held a treasure map in front of her, a gloved index finger roaming past a dozen marks of interest until she tapped a circle labled 'Wistvale'. Captain Scarlet lowered the map, looking upon the fabled town mischievously. She sought someone, a scallywag of some renown. After her ship met its unfortunate fate under the sea as the trophy of a terrible sea beast, Charlotte counted herself again as the luckiest girl she knew, and was more determined to see her fortunes found and if need be stolen. The pirate lass folded the map and put it away, humming an old lullaby while she approached and entered the town, garnering quite a bit of attention from the locals.
Her eye twitched, gritting her teeth while she walked, seeking any sign of Swansong Silver, despite not having the slightest clue what he looked like. She didn't like onlookers gawking at her, and though the attention at times may have been welcome, she also knew committing any of her favorite acts of civil disobedience and theft wasn't smart with this sort of attention. Such activities could wait till nightfall.
Last Edit: Oct 19, 2011 23:57:42 GMT -5 by Charlotte
Chaz was carrying a large stack of boxes, his small frame weighed down by the heavy pile that went over his head. He couldn't see where he was going, just walking forward slowly, heading, unknowingly, straight for Charlotte.
A good scientist is a person with original ideas. A good engineer is a person who makes a design that works with as few original ideas as possible.
Charlotte noted the cathian heading her direction and planned on stepping out of the way when she cringed, turning around with a very distinct scowl on her face, her lips curved in a snarl as Solena screamed and rushed to her. She immediately threw her arms up in the air, cursing in elvish and dwarf.
"Well done! Perhaps you'd like t' run down t' other streets and shout me name? Let everyone know Scarlet Charlotte is looking for em! That will help us find t' scallywag."
She shook her head, pressing a palm to her forehead.
"Whatever shall I do with you? Wait ask who?"
Solena's arrival made her completely forget about the cathian, who now abruptly crashed into her. She landed back gracefully, cursing the entire time in common. A few women nearby covered their child's ears. Charlotte pulled the steel short sword from its scabbard and walked over to him.
"Watch where you're going! I should gut you right...."
She noticed for the first time his ears. She squealed delightfully, reaching to pinch his cheek.
"It's a puss! Awww what's a cute puss like you carryin' all these heavy boxes?"
Last Edit: Oct 21, 2011 17:25:12 GMT -5 by Charlotte
Chaz dropped the boxes as Charlotte ran into him, and fell on his backside. Then he had a sword pointed at him and then a girl telling him he was cute. He scrambled back a little, then stared. It was all very confusing. The ears she'd seen flattened against his head in nervousness.
I...don't...I'm not...what? He looked around at the boxes, and tried to slowly get into a crouch, looking up at her anxiously.
Just...taking these...home. He cleared his throat.
Umm...puss? That's a little old fashioned word, right? He realized her sword had probably seen action, the way she held it and drew it easily. He swallowed, and his voice sounded strained. Then it quickly went into a rapid-fire monotone towards the end.
N-not that it's not a good word, just...a little insulting when you take into consideration the years of subjugation cathians have seen by the hands of the various nomadic peoples of the west and-- He took a big breath, and then let it out slowly.
Nevermind. Good word. He slowly started to pick up the boxes.
I'll just...be going.
A good scientist is a person with original ideas. A good engineer is a person who makes a design that works with as few original ideas as possible.
Solena lowered her head in shame. Scarlott was her only real friend and she hated disappointing her. None-the-less she was right. Solena only wanted to help, but she was young and stupid at times. When Scarlott bumped into the cathian, her head came back up looking at the at him. The boxes caught her interest and she began to take a look inside one that had fallen next to her.
Charlotte was absolutely ecstatic about the cathian, though much to his dismay he noticed she kept her sword drawn, pointing at him even as she cooed and playfully winked at him.
"It be a good word isn't it? Bother not tellin' me your name Puss, I already know what t' call you."
She giggled, keeping an eye on Solena. What a mess. Charlotte loved her friend dearly, but she was young and capable of surprising and infuriating her at every turn at times it seemed. Charlotte shrugged, not too keen or caring of the cathian's personal business, however she wagged a finger at him when he tried leaving, shaking her head.
"Tsk tsk Puss, no takin' off yet. You did crash into me. T' least you can do be answer a few questions no?"
She swayed her body a little, smiling mischievously.
"I'm lookin' for Swansong Silver. You likely don't know he lives here, but chances be you've met him. Know anyone with silver hair?"
Last Edit: Oct 22, 2011 12:17:08 GMT -5 by Charlotte
Chaz looked around nervously, falling backwards again when the sword got closer.
Uhh...silver. Instantly he thought of Grayell. Grayell was such a nice guy, though...should he really turn him in? Were these women looking to get revenge for something, or settle a debt? Either way, it might be easier for Grayell to never know. He swallowed and grinned as best he could.
No, not that I know of. Though I hear a lot of people are doing that magical hair coloring thing with the stuff you put in to make you a blonde if you're not, I thought about it myself but it seemed like a pretty feminine thing to do but anyways I don't know if you'll so easily find someone based on...hair...color.
His ears were flat against his head as he grinned nervously.
A good scientist is a person with original ideas. A good engineer is a person who makes a design that works with as few original ideas as possible.
Charlotte watched Chaz closely, carefully, her lip twitching a little as he answered her. She brought the sword closer, it's tip just underneath the cathian's chin.
"Magical hair colorin' you say? Aye you're not lyin' t' Captain Scarlet?"
Charlotte leaned forward, smiling at him.
"It wouldn't be smart t' tell me a lie puss..."
She licked her lips, studying his reaction.
"I must find t' scallywag, he be t' only one who can aid me understand?
The pirate pulled the sword back, sheathing it.
"Last chance t' tell me somethin' puss. If I find him and it turns out you lied t' me..."
She giggled.
"Not good for you puss..."
Last Edit: Oct 22, 2011 21:23:45 GMT -5 by Charlotte
His mind raced. Should he tell them? What if they find out anyways and they come after him? If he told them, what if they hurt Gray? He started to panic a little, breathing faster and whimpered a little as the blade pressed against his chin.
I...I'm not lying! I don't know anything about any silver haired people, I'm just a carpenter. R-really. I don't know everyone who lives here. C-c'mon, just...put down the sword. He took a deep breath and grimaced.
Please? I got a wife and little girl at home. You...you wouldn't want to do anything to them, would you?
A good scientist is a person with original ideas. A good engineer is a person who makes a design that works with as few original ideas as possible.
For an innocent carpenter he certainly wasn't keeping his composure well.
"Why would I want t' do anythin' t' them, or you? Unless o' course you expect me t' believe you're not hidin' any clues you might have. This be a very small town after all, not only does it's inhabitants likely know each other quite well, I doubt this...magic hair colorin' actually exists. I'd know about it methinks"
She smiled.
"We got off on t' wrong foot puss. I'm not so bad. Easily irritable, but I honor honesty. You wouldn't want t' give me a reason t' be angry? I mean, I doubt many carpenters live here, how hard could it be t' track you down again?"
Charlotte swayed, looking up to the sky thoughtfully.
"Swear on your child's life you know nothin' o' any silver haired men in town. If you can't. Give me a name. I know how you aftwater goody two-shoes watch out for each other. No harm done if you come clean now, and maybe you won't believe me, but surprisin'ly enough I mean Swansong no harm. No in fact he's quite an infamous pirate. Foolish t' cross cutlass with him truly. I understand a well intentioned lie...however foolish."
Last Edit: Oct 23, 2011 10:57:08 GMT -5 by Charlotte
He let out a long breath, rubbing his face with one hand. Asking him to do that was too much. If he had to choose between his daughter and Grayell, well...
Alright, alright... He was quiet a minute.
His name is Grayell. He's a leader of the town. Commander of the guard.
A good scientist is a person with original ideas. A good engineer is a person who makes a design that works with as few original ideas as possible.