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Reynard North ([personal profile] shardofwinter) wrote in [community profile] nexus_sages2016-01-11 11:23 pm
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In which Winter has a thematically appropriate query

Not all Nexus days can be sunshine and beautiful frost patterns. Days like this are a grim, sombre grey. The mist is so thin in places that all it does is make the distance fade away sooner than normal, but it does apply a more reserved filter on a place often filled with joyous shenanigans. No, this is unmistakeably a day which makes the multiverse feel close, secretive.

It's in this clandestine scenery that Reynard strolls about. Far from hopping or skating through the landscape, he strolls about the place, setting ice on the path and covering it with a dusting of snow. In the residential and commercial districts, he's sent ice along as many pipes as he could find. As he goes he rumbles a low slow tune. Some might recognise the sea shanty when he reaches the familiar 'Ho... Ho... and up she rises...'. He's not a bad singer, all things considered.

He looks up from his work and fixes his eyes on the nearest stranger, singing fading into a deep hum and then silence before he speaks. "What is the coldest thing you've ever done? The most cold hearted act you've ever brought yourself to commit. Go ahead. I'm not one to judge."

Just as the quiet settles back into place, he pipes up again. "Actually, you can tell me the literal coldest thing you've ever done too, if you'd prefer. I can't resist a good ice story."


((Reynard is still handing out Winter Curses & Blessings and causing trouble if you would like to avail of any. Other than that: Caution to those who talk to spirits, they are proud and fickle people.))


hellburger: (2D_Hmm)

[personal profile] hellburger 2016-01-23 08:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"It crossed my mind, but ... too obvious. Everyone wants that one. Gotta be more creative." He tips back the last sip of his tequila.

"Although you do strike me as one for mischief."
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[personal profile] hellburger 2016-01-24 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
"You've got the ridiculous mustache twirling down, that's for damn certain."

He props his chin on his hand, his posture getting a little lazier. "What sort of trouble does a winter spirit get up to?"
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[personal profile] hellburger 2016-01-25 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
If North looks closely, he could probably spot the shadow of his eyes rolling. He's probably just jealous; good facial hair doesn't come easy for this guy.

"I had at least a couple good, icy face plants growing up. Thanks for that.

"And of course I have to ask now: has anyone actually died? Just because they happened to be around when you were bored?"
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[personal profile] hellburger 2016-01-25 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Sure. You already made it clear you had a great time freezing the French." He watches the bartender fill the glasses again with some unease. He's in that buzzed grey area that overrules the more scrupulous part of his brain.

"Didn't mean for this to go back to a dark place," he says with an awkward laugh. "But whatever! You said you don't bother with the uh-- what was your word? drudgery of warfare anymore. Do you still cull the herd on a more personal level? Mountaineers and whatnot?"
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[personal profile] hellburger 2016-01-25 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
"I prefer to keep things professional. I work on behalf of my clients," Miller says very judiciously. He pauses, then slips a thumb and forefinger under his sunglasses to rub his eyes.

"I've only wanted to kill one person out of pure, visceral anger. And shit if I didn't get damn close to finishing him off," he says with a nonchalant shrug and laugh that belie the intricacies of that particular story. "He won, and now I work for him."
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[personal profile] hellburger 2016-01-27 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah," he replies before taking a long draw off of his drink and an equally long pause.

"... You've been around a while. You know how love and hate essentially come from the same kind of ... adrenal place, right? They bleed into each other. It's stupid that we think of them as polar opposites."
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[personal profile] hellburger 2016-01-28 06:12 am (UTC)(link)
"Or I'm just rationalizing the situation with a pile of philosophical bullshit." Miller downs the rest of his drink with a wince. He's plenty flushed by now; you'd think a guy like him could hold his liquor better.

He laughs hoarsely and sets his glass down with more force than was entirely necessary. "Just trying to preserve my goddamn dignity."
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[personal profile] hellburger 2016-01-29 06:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Easier said than done. Especially when you're not even thirty and a simple mortal." In lieu of a full glass to occupy his hands, he twists his watch around his wrist distractedly.

"So when did you abandon yours? Assuming you practice what you preach."
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[personal profile] hellburger 2016-01-30 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
The deflected question gets a shrug and a snort. Fair enough.

"My boss, huh?" He exhales between clenched teeth and rubs a hand on the back of his neck. "Well ... first and foremost, the guy's a born soldier. A goddamn genius when it comes to combat and spec ops. Charismatic -- but it's the real charisma that comes from decisive action, not pretty words. That's why the men like him."

There's a pause as his tone shifts from borderline adulation back to its former drunken cockiness. "Thing is, he's not the best businessman. Doesn't know how to market himself or his vision. So that's where I come in. He'd still be operating the MSF out of a leaky shack if I hadn't pulled in work fit for a legend like himself."
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[personal profile] hellburger 2016-01-30 06:09 am (UTC)(link)
The tapping glass doesn't escape Kaz's notice, and he gives a permissive nod. He's too far in his cups to object.

"Sure, but we keep the chain of command intact, or the trappings of it. He gets the final say on the big things, but not before I have a chance to argue my case. Sometimes until I'm blue in the face."

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[personal profile] hellburger 2016-01-31 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah. That is, if I'm not AWOL in some dimensional anomaly getting shitfaced."

His shoulders sag with an invisible weight and he smears a hand along his jaw. "God knows what state things'll be in when-- if I get back. Christ. How the fuck do I even explain this?

"... 'Look, sorry Boss, I've been stranded in a place that physics won't be able to define for a good, long time.' How's that sound?"
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[personal profile] hellburger 2016-01-31 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
He doesn't seem too concerned about running up a tab. Whether or not he's actually good for it might be another matter. Hopefully exchange rates are in his favor.

"Nope. I've talked to a guy who says he can make me a portal, but I'm still leery of doing business with self-styled 'mages' who have ... uh, horns and crab claws." He mimes a pincer.

"You go back and forth much, North? Know anyone trustworthy?"
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[personal profile] hellburger 2016-02-01 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, right, right! One of those uh ... pointer things? A bounty hunter babe I was talking to mentioned those. Said they weren't much use unless you've got your coordinates." While he talks, he fishes in his breast pocket and pulls out a Rite in the Rain notebook with a golf pencil tucked in the spiral. He flips it open. "A ...uhhh--PINpoint! That's it..."

He closes the notebook and hooks a thumb at Reynard. "You're telling me a guy dressed like that isn't a whiz at technology? I'm shocked."

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