- SageLord of the Understream
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Life is Long and Lost [Private/Erchanhardt]
Wed 29 Jan 2020, 19:31
The North God
"Where the fuck didja go, damn rat!?"
It wasn't actually a rat, but the shape and size of the feline, combined with Micaiah's frustrations, was enough to have it basically be a rat. Micaiah was on the last legs of her Europe tour, filled with tons of familiar demon cuisine and culture. Most recently, she arrived in Konisburg, which operated at stark contrast to the rest of Europe. Mostly in that the demon influence on the beautiful city was at a minimum. Also, because it was the first place she'd been to where a fucking cat stole her spray paint and skateboard.
Have no worrries, Micaiah wasn't out and about engaging in them nefarious degenerative acts. The girl found a flier on a bulletin board for art classes, and part of the class was practicing different kinds of art forms on different canvases. Today, they just finished using spray-paint cans for graffiti-style art on the bottom of skateboards. You brought your own skateboard, or the class provided one, and you could buy the skateboard to take home--which is exactly what Micaiah did.
But, on her way home, a cat ran across in front of her, practically begging to be pet! And when she put her board down to pet it, the cat up and jumped on top of the skateboard and started speeding off. Like, really, really, speeding off. What?? Cats do that now? Nope, doesn't matter, the board had to be retrieved.
Fortunately, she found the board abandoned by some stone walls near the pier. Thank god it wasn't abandoned in the waters--it'd be a pain to go fishing for it. And just as Micaiah approached the stone walls to retrieve her board, she caught sight of someone already there, inspecting the masterpiece.
"Hey, you there! That board is mine, it's not lost or abandoned!"
Micaiah came running forward to the person.
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Re: Life is Long and Lost [Private/Erchanhardt]
Wed 29 Jan 2020, 19:41
Artist: Wagner - Song: Lohengrinn Overture
For his part, Erchanhardt didn't quite understand the appeal of these skateboards. They had been around for quite a many centuries now, and still he was not sure what the appeal was. He moved the whole thing all around, inspecting it carefully, before glancing over at the very small girl that was rushing over, yelling loudly that it was apparently hers.
"My apologies, young girl. This cat of mine does have a way of collecting all manner of trinkets."
There was some faint degree of both reprimand and amusement in the Duke's voice as he gave the black cat on his shoulder a pet behind the ears. He was familiar with how she liked this, after all. Holding the skateboard out for the girl before him, Erchanhardt sized her up, as he more or less always did with anyone he met. Centuries of martial training simply gave one that instinct.
"What brings you to the city of Konigsberg, if I may ask?"
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