-The Mythics RP-

[_-Captain BRM-_]

"Thank you, madam," Jintao said, taking the bowl and setting it on the counter. Leaning over it, he began eating it.

The old lady seemed taken off by Tay's request at first. It took her a minute before she said, "Alright. I'll go get them." With an exchanged look at her husband, she left the three by the counter.

Jack watched Daisy go. Then he turned to Jintao. "How was the spices?" he asked.
Jintao paused from his eating with a frown. "I haven't had the chance to try them yet," he said, staring at his bowl. He grabbed the copper coins as though to change the subject. "You wouldn't have a cheap clock, would you? Someone stole mine while I was away."
Jack shook his head in disappointment. "Jintao, when are you ever going to get yourself a weapon and protect your place for once? I'm sick of hearing of people robbing you just because you're handicapped. This is what, the third time this month?"
Jintao instantly looked at Tay. He wasn't sure why; he just did. He glanced down at his pottage, a little embarrassed for looking at her, then turned to Jack. "I live on the first floor. Thieves like to go for what's easiest. Besides, I wasn't home."


@_-Captain BRM-_

Tay stared back, smiling a little when he looked away. "The loss of a limb does not excuse lineance, I think." She titled her head and caught the morning sun through a crack in the worn shutters. Her heart beat quickened. "Regardless of cause, we are all called by instinct to protect what belongs to us, and the loose of one arm does not incapitate."
She glanced at Jack. "Let me move somewhere less distracting. You're to open soon, are you not? Let me help your wife in the kitchen."

@Lacy Duckwing

 

[Blue Raptor]

The shorter man shrugged. “It’s okay to say if you don’t have the stomach,” he jibed. The taller man began following his companion out the door. “They kill our flocks.” He shrugged. “And they don’t do anythin’ good, so might as well kill the beasts.” He nodded politely to Alayna before slipping out into the night.

Layna didn’t move for a moment. The bakery sat in silence and darkness. She then suddenly leaned over and turned on a large kerosine lamp which illuminated the room oddly. She stiffly strode over to the door and locked it with a jerky motion, then leaned over and snapped the blinds shut and let out a loud breath.

@-Kiwi-

 

[Lacy Duckwing]

Tay stared back, smiling a little when he looked away. "The loss of a limb does not excuse lineance, I think." She titled her head and caught the morning sun through a crack in the worn shutters. Her heart beat quickened. "Regardless of cause, we are all called by instinct to protect what belongs to us, and the loose of one arm does not incapitate."
She glanced at Jack. "Let me move somewhere less distracting. You're to open soon, are you not? Let me help your wife in the kitchen."

@Lacy Duckwing

Jintao frowned. Maybe she was right. After all, before he cruelly lost his arm, he was an experienced fighter, with both blade and bullet. His coincidence reminded him of his obligation to the King's soldiers. He looked down at the well worn floor with a half sigh. He felt utterly helpless and didn't know what to say.

Jack stared at Jintao for a minute. It was obvious that the younger man was bothered. Looking down at the floor himself, he said, "Yes, you can do that, Lyra. She should still be heating that water up for you." He nodded to Jintao. "Do you mind showing her the way? I don't want her to get lost in the shipments."

@_-Captain BRM-_

 

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

Adeen sighed. Nobody understood. Maybe in the future, metalwork would become a woman's trade as well as men's, but right now was the present. True, her job was hard and exausting, but she often found joy in it.
"Oh no! The mice must have found the trunk! Oof. I need a cat." She took the now destroyed corset, and put it into a tin bucket by the door. "Guess I can use it to start a fire in the shop tomorrow."

(Sorry for the late reply @Lacy Duckwing . I have been working on a summer project)

 

[Lacy Duckwing]

(Sorry for the late reply @Lacy Duckwing . I have been working on a summer project)

(That's ok. )

Adeen sighed. Nobody understood. Maybe in the future, metalwork would become a woman's trade as well as men's, but right now was the present. True, her job was hard and exausting, but she often found joy in it.
"Oh no! The mice must have found the trunk! Oof. I need a cat." She took the now destroyed corset, and put it into a tin bucket by the door. "Guess I can use it to start a fire in the shop tomorrow."

"You need a man before you get a cat," Claura said as she left the room. She found Adeen's washbasin and cleaned her hands. "Are you ready for dinner?"

 

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

(That's ok. )

"You need a man before you get a cat," Claura said as she left the room. She found Adeen's washbasin and cleaned her hands. "Are you ready for dinner?"

“A cat will catch the mice, and I know of somebody with a few kittens.” Adeen washed her face and hands in the basin, then set the table for the delicious dinner Claura had prepared.

 

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

“A cat will catch the mice, and I know of somebody with a few kittens.” Adeen washed her face and hands in the basin, then set the table for the delicious dinner Claura had prepared.

(Am I supposed to tag you at the end of each of these @Lacy Duckwing , or not? Some people do, others don’t)

 

[_-Captain BRM-_]

Jintao frowned. Maybe she was right. After all, before he cruelly lost his arm, he was an experienced fighter, with both blade and bullet. His coincidence reminded him of his obligation to the King's soldiers. He looked down at the well worn floor with a half sigh. He felt utterly helpless and didn't know what to say.

Jack stared at Jintao for a minute. It was obvious that the younger man was bothered. Looking down at the floor himself, he said, "Yes, you can do that, Lyra. She should still be heating that water up for you." He nodded to Jintao. "Do you mind showing her the way? I don't want her to get lost in the shipments."

@_-Captain BRM-_

She watched him through her wet, curling bangs and gathered the herbs with silent fingers.
"Blessings, Jack. You are a good man."
She pulled away from the countertop and her boots were silent as she brushed past Jintao. "Come, man, I meant no offense by my words."

@Lacy Duckwing

 

[Lacy Duckwing]

She watched him through her wet, curling bangs and gathered the herbs with silent fingers.
"Blessings, Jack. You are a good man."
She pulled away from the countertop and her boots were silent as she brushed past Jintao. "Come, man, I meant no offense by my words."

@Lacy Duckwing

Jintao nodded. He picked up his bowl, put it in Tay's, and followed her. "You are right," he fell in step next to her. They walked by some crates. Jintao stared at them as they went by as though they held his secrets. "I just can't do it. At least not during this time of my life."
He stepped ahead of her to the door of the stairs. He sat the bowls on the floor and opened it for her. "They live upstairs."
It felt strange talking about his handicap in the way that he was. His last statement sounded like he would take up a weapon again, even though he was forced to be against the thought.

@_-Captain BRM-_

 

[Lacy Duckwing]

“A cat will catch the mice, and I know of somebody with a few kittens.” Adeen washed her face and hands in the basin, then set the table for the delicious dinner Claura had prepared.

Claura reheated the stew on the stove and sliced the bread. "Well, I guess you could get a kitten a lot faster than a man."
She brought the food to the table and served Adeen and herself.

(Am I supposed to tag you at the end of each of these @Lacy Duckwing , or not? Some people do, others don’t)

(To me, it doesn't matter. )