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<br>'''Marjorie the Shrouded'''<br> | <br>'''Marjorie the Shrouded'''<br> | ||
She gave a formal bow of her head in recognition, and remained silent this time. | She gave a formal bow of her head in recognition, and remained silent this time. | ||
}} | <br>'''Asbolus'''<br> | ||
Once excused from her presence Asbolus stepped out of the Queen's cottage, heading over to where their errant Chatelaine was currently camping out. He knocked on the door twice, speaking through it after a moment. "Miss Queen? Do you have a moment to talk?" | |||
<br>'''Toshiba'''<br>"If you are here, you must be of Winter, yes?" A resonant Alto voice, an edge of anger and sadness both recognizable spoke. | |||
"DO you mean me harm?" | |||
<br>'''Asbolus'''<br> | |||
"I am, yes, and I do not. May I come in?" | |||
<br>'''Toshiba'''<br>"Please." | |||
<br>'''Asbolus'''<br> | |||
With permission granted he moved to enter the cabin, staying near the door for the moment as he looked over both the space and its occupant. "I am Asbolus. A pleasure to meet you, Miss Queen, but that it could have been in better circumstances." | |||
<br>'''Toshiba'''<br>Her form, here in the hedge, is that of a living action-figure. One part Barbie, one part G.I. Joe, her skin looks like hardened plastic, with articulated joints. Her neck down looks likes some sort of transformation anime hero or 'Power Rangers' style uniform, beneath her clothes. She currently wore simple linen clothes, and some warm furs from the Hollow. | |||
She sat in the chair near the hearth, similar to the queen. The Ogre, however, was currently whittling, and with some skill. | |||
She blew away some of the shavings and switched the knife to her left hand, to offer her right hand. | |||
"It is a pleasure Asbolus. Regardless of the situation, I like to meet those like us. What is it that you desire?" | |||
<br>'''Asbolus'''<br> | |||
Asbolus took the offered hand, his own sporting the phantom sensation of a wickedly sharp edge to the point that one might feel the urge to check for cuts left behind when the handshake was completed. "I've been asked to assist with clearing up the aftermath of the recent events that led you to residing here for the time being, and I wanted to speak with you directly on what happened that night." | |||
<br>'''Toshiba'''<br>SHe did indeed check for cuts, and a low throatty sound came out in warning, but then she took a breath and nodded when she wasn't hurt. | |||
The words felt like a slap, "I was always the one cleaning the messes. The Broken Toys. The Blood. Couldn't let anyone steal his toys either." | |||
<br>'''Asbolus'''<br> | |||
The low rumble made him pause for a moment, offering an apologetic look when she calmed back down again. "Do forgive me, the Wyrd has granted me quite an edge in a more literal sense than some." | |||
He nodded quietly, making a 'may I?' motion towards the seat beside her. "I see. A difficult task indeed. I can see why you would take up a similar role now that you're back." | |||
<br>'''Toshiba'''<br>"Sorry. I've been... razorhands, leach fingers, and the like. I've... that just felt.. my apologies if that offended you. I've still been very... it's... the memories are fresh, but also so mixed. Are they real? Do I remember things correctly or have they been altered somehow?" | |||
A sigh and a nod, "Please sit, yes. I'm sorry, I haven't offered you anything. Bad. I'm being a bad host..." she stood and moved to pour some water from a pitcher for him. | |||
<br>'''Asbolus'''<br> | |||
"No offence taken, and...a bit of both, in my experience. What we can recall is cloudy at the start, but as one grows in the Wyrd the clarity of those memories returns, for good and ill." | |||
He took the offered seat, along with the glass once it was passed to him. "It's alright. You've been through a lot, not including having returned only recently." | |||
<br>'''Toshiba'''<br>She nodded and sat down, "I... I was five. Now I"m ... look at me." | |||
<br>'''Asbolus'''<br> | |||
He paused briefly at that revelation, giving her a small nod and a sympathetic look that had no hint of pity in it. "Being taken at such a young age is a harsh fate indeed. All the more impressive that you were able to make it back." | |||
<br>'''Toshiba'''<br>"I... I remembered, of all things. Ice Cream." | |||
<br>'''Asbolus'''<br> | |||
"Something worth remembering, certainly." He said with a small smile. "For me it was a line from a play I was in at university. Sometimes something small is enough to do the trick." | |||
<br>'''Toshiba'''<br>"So..." she took a drink of water and smiled for the first time since Bobo entered, "...Asbolus? was it? How can I help you clean My mess?" | |||
<br>'''Asbolus'''<br> | |||
"I wanted to know more of what happened from your perspective, and anything notable about where it happened so I know what to expect when I investigate it further." | |||
<br>'''Toshiba'''<br>"He was taking ... Mast--- the to-" she sighs, jumbled again, "He was taking the car from my job. It was my duty to care for and see to the needs of those at the dealership. He shot me. It... and it hurt. At that point... I don't remember much, it was... very Red." | |||
<br>'''Asbolus'''<br> | |||
He remained quiet as she spoke, letting her push past the fog of her time beyond the Thorns at her own pace. When she finished he nodded, looking her over. "Do you recall if there was anyone else there that night who may have seen what happened?" | |||
<br>'''Toshiba'''<br>"it's possible one of the Agents were there... the custodian... I don't know if they had signed out while I was on patrol." | |||
<br>'''Asbolus'''<br> | |||
"Noted." He nodded again, looking her over. "You mentioned things being 'red'. Is that in reference to a contract you may have used?" | |||
<br>'''Toshiba'''<br>"Yes... yes. I called upon the misery of the world... those that would steal from others. You're right." | |||
<br>'''Toshiba'''<br>Asbolus has heard about those who deal with the Sword and Elements. Those who wield passion and rage like Summer's Wrath, and become true berserkers against their enemies. | |||
It is called the Red Revenge. | |||
<br>'''Asbolus'''<br> | |||
The Darkling went quiet for a moment, mulling over the possibilities before one clicked into place and he nodded. "I'm aware of that particular contract and know it can be quite potent. Are you aware of what you did while it was in effect?" | |||
<br>'''Toshiba'''<br>"...He's struggling for his life... could die... and he's ... they said I broke his spine." | |||
<br>'''Asbolus'''<br> | |||
"Modern medicine can do wonders, so he may make a full recovery yet." He offered, giving her a reassuring look. "I know you were likely working on instinct, put back into a position that was far too familiar. How you reacted was not your fault, but can be a lesson for how to respond to such things going forward." | |||
<br>'''Toshiba'''<br>"Thank you. Asbolus. May I hug you? I haven't gotten many real hugs in a reallly long time." | |||
<br>'''Asbolus'''<br> | |||
"You may, yes." He said with a smile, opening his arms for her to boot. | |||
<br>'''Toshiba'''<br>She stood and moved over, shorter than Asbolus but felt of plastic-hard muscles when she gave a hug. It might have been almost too strong. | |||
<br>'''Asbolus'''<br> | |||
He let out an oof at the strength of the hug but returned it in short order, letting it linger for as long as she needed it. "As rough as things have been you have people here to support you now." he said quietly. "We'll get you through this." | |||
<br>'''Toshiba'''<br>"Thank you, sir. Thank you," and she scooched back to her seat. | |||
<br>'''Asbolus'''<br> | |||
"You're welcome." He smiled warmly, retaking his seat once he was released from the hug. "Is there anything else I can do for you in the meantime? Something you'd like brought from home, perhaps?" | |||
<br>'''Toshiba'''<br>"Ice cream. Rocky Road," she said with a child like affect. | |||
<br>'''Asbolus'''<br> | |||
"Consider it done." He nodded firmly. "I'll bring some the next time I come by." | |||
<br>'''Toshiba'''<br>Glamour flittered between them, to Seal the pledge. | |||
<br>'''Asbolus'''<br> | |||
Asbolus smiled as he felt that flicker of Glamour, making no effort to unweave it. "It was good talking with you, Toshiba. I look forward to seeing you again soon."}} |
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