Encounters at Dusk

Factories along the northern quarter of the city for the production of goods like cloth, brewed ale, and construction materials. An old water-wheel provides power for half the city.
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Re: Encounters at Dusk

Post by Fayane » Wed Jan 19, 2011 8:49 pm

Fay cocked her head at the sigh of yearning. She mewled in understanding - being human all the time was dreary. Sympathetically she nuzzled the womans hand before hopping up and onto her shoulder. Balancing precariously she turned and slumped - now simply draped over Breda's shoulder easily. It was from there that she could see the most, and being a curious little shifter she decided to stay there as long as Breda would allow her.

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Post by Breda Dreaughan » Fri Jan 21, 2011 3:13 pm

Breda was again taken by surprise, but smiled as the fox settled on her shoulders. She stood up carefully, in order to help Fay to keep her balance as best as she could. "You make a nice tippet," she said, moving back to the anvil, where she had been when Fay had first landed in the smithy. Feeling the animal's furry warmth against her own skin, it was surprisingly easy to think her as an animal again, although an unusually intelligent one.

There was a bucket filled with water by the anvil. The dwarf reached carefully down, sinking her hand into the cool water and picking up a metal rod. "See this," she said with a hint of pride in her voice, lifting the rod in front of Fay's eyes. "An axe handle. The first part of the first weapon I'm going to forge. Master Vondan is very determined about the importance of everyday tools, shoeing horses and such, but he has allowed me to use couple of hours every night to - uhh, excuse me."

The handle fell to the floor with a clang, as Breda, closing her eyes, leaned with both hands on the anvil, overcome with the now-all-too-familiar feeling of nausea. "Damn this..."

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Post by Fayane » Sat Jan 22, 2011 7:57 pm

Fay was eyeing the handle admiringly when Breda dropped it and leaned forward on the anvil. Concerned Fay yipped quietly and leaped off Breda and onto the anvil, looking to the face that was now an almost sickly green. Yapping in concern Fay tried to figure out what was wrong - Breda wasn't allergic to her was she?

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Post by Breda Dreaughan » Mon Jan 24, 2011 7:00 pm

She certainly wasn't, and eventually the nausea subsided. Breda drew couple of deep breaths and pulled herself together. She gave a weak, slightly embarrassed smile to Fay and stroked its back. "It's okay, don't worry," she said softly to the fox. "It comes and goes, nothing to be worried about."

Nothing to be worried about, but for Breda, a lot to be frustrated, angry and disgusted about.

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Post by Fayane » Mon Jan 24, 2011 8:31 pm

Fay arched into her touch - much like a cat would - and yipped. The poor girl seemed rather upset about something or another. Carefully she rose on her haunches and attempted to place her paws on Breda's shoulders. She missed and toppled over with a startled yelp before landing in a heap on the floor. Squealing in indignation - she was an assassin damnit all! - she rolled onto her feet and licked herself once or twice to try and regain some form of composure before looking and giving Breda the 'I meant to do that' look.

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Post by Breda Dreaughan » Tue Jan 25, 2011 6:40 pm

Breda was first startled by the foxes fall, but fortunately she appeared to be uninjured. The dwarf couldn't resist a giggle at Fay's expression. It was difficult to decide how to react to her. Should she treat her like a human or like an animal, for she showed signs of being a bit of both. How deep did the transformation go? So many question were raised by the presence of this peculiar creature, and Breda had a hunch that even if Fay tried to explain, she would not understand it all.

As she bent down - little stiffly - to lift the axe handle from the floor and placed it on the workbench, she suddenly heard footsteps from the yard. She turned back to Fay - surely she, with her keen hearing had heard it too.
"That's master Vondan", she said quietly.

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Post by Fayane » Wed Jan 26, 2011 5:28 am

Fay had already noticed the heavier footsteps and was trying to figure out where to hide. She spotted a cupboard and scurried to it, opened the door with a paw and silently hopped in, the door slapping quietly behind her. And wouldn't you have it - there were some mouse tunnels in here! Too bad Fay was too big... hey where's that hole lead to?

While attempting to inspect the fist-sized hole in the bottom of the cupboard Fay heard a door slam open and jumped - startled - right into it. She landed in a small crawlspace between the floorboards and the celler... too bad she wasn't alone, a small group of rats had made their home there an apparently didn't like company. Oh shit....

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Post by Breda Dreaughan » Thu Jan 27, 2011 6:04 pm

Before the door opened Breda glanced briefly around. Granted, there was still soot and fox hair in the water barrel, but that would hopefully escape attention. Otherwise, the smithy looked more or less as it had before the unexpected visitor's appearance. When the master smith walked in the dwarf was back at the anvil, hiding a grimace as she heard Fay tumble inside the cupboard. Oh crap, that cupboard. Well, a fox can take a rat or two. Right?

Breda almost forgot Fayane's distress for a second, as she watched with anxiety her master walking to the work bench, picking up the axe handle and examining it. After a brief pause - which to Breda felt like an eternity, for several reasons - the man turned to look at the dwarf. "Not bad," he said with a slight smile, causing Breda to all but squeal in delight. Coming from Joran Vondan, that was huge praise. "You might want to pay more attention to the balance, though," the man continued. "The handle must compensate for the weight of the head." He demonstrated his point with his hands when talking, then handed the handle back to Breda. "Proper balance is the most important thing in building a functional weapon. But don't you think we've worked enough for one day? Time to go home, I think."

Panicking, Breda glanced towards the cupboard. Maybe I should just tell him. 'By the way, there is a shapeshifter fox in the cupboard, she jumped in from the window...' No, I can't. Damn it! She grasped the hammer in her free hand. "Um, well, the forge is not yet cooled. I thought I might work just a little longer. The balance, you know." She waved the handle in her hand.
The master smith lifted an eyebrow. "Aren't you being eager. It won't do for you to exhaust yourself."
"I won't. Just a little while."
"Well, who am I to deter an eager student. Just make sure the forge is properly cooled before you leave, and bring the key to the house."
"I will, I swear."

As the smith left the building, Breda leaned on the workbench, sighing with relief. Fair enough, he might have been alright with Fay's presence, but somehow Breda doubted it. As far as she knew her master, he wasn't particularly into shapeshifters. She certainly. didn't feel like taking any chances.
As the sound of the footsteps disappeared, Breda turned towards the cupboard. "Fayane? You okay in there?"

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Post by Fayane » Fri Jan 28, 2011 2:24 am

Fay eyed the rats even as Breda talked to her master. The rats, understandably, snarled and bared their teeth. Fay in turn bared hers, arched her back and puffed her tail out to make herself seem larger. A thought occured to her - the smithy didn't like rats - pesky little blighters that they were... Fay lunged. She snapped the first rat's neck - the noise muffled by the sound of footsteps overhead. The other moved forward, its squeal going unheard due to the people talking above them. Fay moved out of the way in time to bite the rats neck and snap it as well. With two rats dead at her feet Fay felt pretty damn proud of herself. But what to do with them? Hesitantly she grabbed them both by the scruffs, wincing as the smell threatened to overwhelm her. Seeking the hole she fell in through she hopped up and back into the cubbord, silently waiting for Breda to tell her she was okay to come out.

"Fayane? You okay in there?" Fay grinned a foxy grin through her mouthful of fur before hopping out of the cupboard. She looked up at Breda, wagged her tail, and moved to dump the rats (which dragged under her belly nastily) just outside of the door. That minor chore done she trotted back to Breda before sitting back down in front of the woman and looking up curiously. Was it just her or did the woman seem pale?

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Post by Breda Dreaughan » Sat Jan 29, 2011 6:57 pm

She certainly was. Not that dead rats were anything new to Breda as such, but right now she wasn't in a state where she wanted to see dead, smelling, bloody rodents. So she kept her face turned firmly away until Fay had taken the rats out. Only after the fox was back she turned and smiled at her. "Well, thank you for taking care of our little visitors. Not quite the company I wish to have."

She placed the axe handle on the workbench, and poked the fire in the furnace a couple of times, allowing the last of the flames to die out. "Well then," she said, straightening he back carefully. "What next, my peculiar friend?"

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Post by Fayane » Sun Jan 30, 2011 6:06 pm

Fay's tail wagged slowly as she considered Breda's words. She had tomorrow off, the Captain had been kind enough to give her that whens she had requested it. Pondering her options Fay decided that perhaps she would follow Breda around for just a awhile longer, she was curious and concerned for the sickly-looking woman. Fay turned and leaped unto the anvil once more before turning and leaping once more onto Breda, careful not to dig her claws into sensitive flesh. Carefully she slid around Breda's shoulders once more before simply just lying there, her soft her gently tickling Breda's cheek.

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Post by Breda Dreaughan » Mon Jan 31, 2011 10:44 pm

The dwarf smiled at the return of her living tippet. She put last of the tools back in their place and, having made sure that the forge was safely cooling, made her way to the door. She took great care to make sure the door was securely locked, before walking to the small house next to the smithy. "You didn't see this," she said to Fay before hiding the large key under the stairs that led to the front door.

"Well then," she said, scratching the chin of the fox as she started walking towards downtown. "Want to visit the tavern where I live? It's not much of a tourist attraction, but I do believe they permit pets. I hope you eat cooked meat in that shape."

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Post by Fayane » Tue Feb 01, 2011 1:30 am

Fay leaned into the scratch, a purring noise erupting from her throat. It felt... well nice. Fay had never been patted like this before, and she had to admit it was very pleasant. At Breda's question Fay yipped a confirmation and gently lifted her tail before letting it fall - kinda like wagging it. She certainly felt like a pet, being pampered and whatnot. She easily balanced on Breda's shoulders, not at all unbalanced by the woman's walk. It was odd and fun to ride someone, much better than being ridden herself! Chortling in her own delight, Fay failed to notice the looks she was receiving. Not that that'd matter - Fay was just a fox, albeit a silver one.

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Post by Breda Dreaughan » Tue Feb 01, 2011 2:00 pm

Breda still couldn't decide whether she should treat Fay as a pet, a wild animal, or a very small, quadruped human, but fortunately she seemed happy as it was, and the furry warmth felt good on the dwarf's sore muscles. Sure, there were few odd looks from the passers-by, but there were always all kinds of strange folk on the streets anyway. It was unlikely anyone would even remember them, come tomorrow.

It was already dark; the time of night when decent people were going to bed and the not-so-decent were getting up. Breda wasn't too worried, however, for she had been part of the less decent almost all of her life, and she knew these streets. Her furry companion had already proven to be perfectly capable of taking care of herself, so the dwarf wasn't too worried of her either. In fact, there was something comforting in the darkness, which to Breda felt much more homely than the all-revealing daylight.

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Post by Fayane » Tue Feb 01, 2011 5:17 pm

Fay was just starting to nod off when she caught the scent of a whore. It wasn't a hard scent to recognize - sex, booze and occasionally drugs tends to stand out. Fay mumbled into her paw-fur, her ears swiveling to catch the sounds of the people walking by, of some early-going whore selling their wares. Fay snuffled, only to stop when she heard struggles and a muffled scream. Concerned, because it didn't sound like it was a good scream, Fay hopped down and bolted towards the sound, only to stop at the sight of a man effectively pinning a very distraught looking woman. Instantly she was in guard mode. Rising she shifted to be human and grabbed the man.

"Get the hell off of her." Fay snarled, tossing the man to the side before standing in front of the woman protectively, her teeth bared at the man before her. She wasn't about to hurt him... but should he attack her she had no choice...

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