IC Inbox - Asgard Eventide

[samantha_grey]

An old, brick edifice stands in front of the burnt-down ruins of a home in the hillside. Mountains rear up in all directions, covered in lush, green vegetation. Nobody comes this way anymore, but you have the sense that anything placed in the mailbox attached to this old structure will be found by someone, the only living person for whom this place still has any meaning.

OOC: Feel free to comment here if your character wishes to get in touch with Samantha Grey directly. Let us keep any such material to PG-13 or less. If you're interested in something that should be matured tagged, contact me via PM and we can discuss it.

Comments

[samantha_grey]

mmm, it reminds me that I'm alive. Kind of like a bitterly cold day.

[kuramaless]

[There they go.

He stares for a while... and then huffs.]

Yeah.

Well, you better be ready for it.

[samantha_grey]

[She doesn't reply, though around the time she'd agreed to, she's just leaning against the door frame of the shop, quietly waiting for him with an impish grin on her face.]

[kuramaless]

[He's off-- like a shot actually. The video stops, and he takes to the rooftops, which is a little more effort than it ever used to be.

Despite the way he comes across he's pretty good at being stealthy when he wants to be, which is why there's a kunai landing in the wall beside Samantha's head the moment he gets to the rooftop across the road from her.]

[samantha_grey]

[Ok, the kunai got a bit of a start. She still maintains some of her blase look, but she reaches over to pull it out of the wall and finger it while looking up towards the roof with a 'Really?' look printed all over her face.]

I thought you were the mature one!

[Yes. She just called you 'mature' Naruto.]

[kuramaless]

[There's a smile on his face when he sees her start like that, and he jumps down off the roof, holding out his hand to accept the kunai back.

Perhaps that's enough to pay back for the basket. If she's paying for lunch.]

Yeah well... you were scared.

[samantha_grey]

Startled. [She corrected with a smirk, handing it to him and jabbing her head towards the door.] I've died before, you know. A knife to the head's nicer than some ways to go.

[kuramaless]

Yeah well. Still surprised ya.

[He reaches out to take the kunai from her, tucking it back into the pocket on his thigh before looking up at the place they've ended up outside of.]

Y'have?

[samantha_grey]

[She nodded as she opened the door.]

It's a long story, but yeah. I've died a few times back home. Just once here... But it's... you really want to hear about this? We're about to eat.

[kuramaless]

[He steps in, holding the door open for her to come through too, and then looking back up at her.]

I dunno-- not like there's ever a good time t'talk about it. Unless you don't really wanna, y'know?

[samantha_grey]

If you want to hear about it, I can share a bit. My dad has my soul. When I die, he brings me back. It's... sort of a sick game for him, trying to drive me insane.

[kuramaless]

Oh--

Yeah, I think I remember you tellin' me about it. You know, when we were talkin' in the shop?

[He pulls a face, and manages to find a seat - sliding right into it, and leaning back against the chair.]

[samantha_grey]

Yeah. I think we did talk a little about that. [She motioned for the menus to be brought and ordered a tea to start.] It's not like I've got a death wish or anything, but after a while you don't get as freaked out about the idea of dying, not when it's happened before.

[kuramaless]

Yeah...

[He does remember, despite how it might seem. His order is for water-- mostly because he knows it's free.]

I guess that would happen. Back home people can come back, but-- they don't really come back? It's a jutsu, y'know?

[samantha_grey]

... do you mean Necromancy? Bringing the dead back to life, but not quite? It's... not exactly the same, but the magic he uses to hold my soul's similar.

[kuramaless]

Er. I guess so?

[He doesn't really know, and wouldn't do without seeing whatever she's talking about for himself.]

The people who were brought back? They act the same and everything-- just, they're sort of-- flaky?

[samantha_grey]

Eh? What do you mean by flaky?

Backdated to Day 356 [Audio]

[cyan_maid]

[Jane's voice is...just a smidge timid, at least as she starts out. It's weird, just messaging someone you barely know to ask to meet them.]

Um...hello? Oh, I do hope I've got the right person...This is Jane, we spoke a bit when that Thor fellow was banging his bracelet to kingdom come? You said I could come and see your shop. Would it be alright if I stopped by today?

[samantha_grey]

Eh? Oh, hey. Yeah, I remember you. [She sends directions.] Feel free to stop by if you like. If it's after hours, bang on the door. I have some research to do, so I'll be in late.

To Action?

[cyan_maid]

Okay! I'll make sure to be timely.

[And then, to action!

It doesn't seem too late to Jane, it's not even dark yet, but the day is certainly waning, and Jane takes care to knock on the door just in case. It took her a little while to find the place...]

Hello? Anyone in?

yep!

[samantha_grey]

[The reply comes in a muffled tone at first, but soon there's the sound of someone tumping their way up. the door unlocks and a set of red eyes looks out of the doorway for a moment.]

You here fo... oh hey, it's you. Come on in.

[She gave her a smile and motioned for her to come in. The small space is cramped, with a simple counter and a table with two chairs on the door's side. The whole place practically reeked of herbs, sage, thyme, garlic and other more exotic varieties hanging all along the back log along with obvious rows of herbal remedies and a few over the counter remedies.

A little more distressing, though, was the constantly updated 'potions' price list on a blackboard on one wall. Prominent there was the word Poisons over a longer list than the options above. And... near to it, was that a small glass jar of mushrooms beside it? Depending on how well she knew her hallucinogens...

Well, the shop definitely was rather open about what it sold.]

You find the place alright?

[cyan_maid]

[The red eyes are - well, just a tad startling, but not terribly so. The smile helps that dissolve pretty quickly too, and Jane comes in, taking in the Apothecary with interest. The poisons list is noted, but to Jane, mushrooms are mushrooms.

She takes a deep breath.] Oh - um, it was a little tricky, but I'm still new. I'll get the hang of things, I think. It smells lovely in here...

[samantha_grey]

[Tail swishing behind her, she led the way after locking the door behind Jane and grabbed a spot on the other side of the counter before waving at all of ... well, it really was kind of cramped.]

Most people hate it. Don't stay for long. Say it smells too strongly, but for me it smells more like home this way.

[cyan_maid]

It's a little heady, but - it's almost like a kitchen in a way. Sort of.

[She catches sight of the tail and eyes it for a moment. Clearly there are things she should ask, but...that could come later.]

So does that mean you run an apothecary where you're from?

[samantha_grey]

Yeah, I guess it does sound a bit lie a kitchen. [She laughed and leaned forward to talk.] But, no. My mom trained me in this sort of thing all my life along with magic. We lived on a farm. spent the last few years running for my life most of the time.

Not exactly good for business.