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Darin Altway ([personal profile] forgeabettertomorrow) wrote in [community profile] isleofavalon2021-07-04 10:08 pm

Summer Sun, Something's Begun | July Catch-All | Open

🧙 WHO: Darin Altway and YOU
⚔️️ WHAT: July Catch-All with Open and Closed prompts
🕒 WHEN: Throughout July
🗺️ WHERE: All around Camelot! Quests and shenanigans ahoy!
⚠️ WARNINGS: Some ridiculousness? Some fluff? Will update as necessary!

🛡️ SHIELD SUMMER FEVER! 🛡️ - OPEN

[Darin always felt bad for the people who could get sick. Back home, his powers prevented him from falling ill, even to such banal things as a summer cold. But he did have experience as a gofer for his town's doctor, as well as doing errands and chores for the people who fell ill. So, this job was right up his alley.]

[One thing he knew for sure, when you're under the weather, nothing beats a good laugh.]

[With the trusty use of the new EmphaSize spell he nabbed from the traders, you'll find him waddling around with huge, oversized feet as he goes from room to room delivering flowers, teddy bears, medicine, fruit baskets, you name it. If he happens to be entering a kid's room, he'll make a big show of his giant, floppy feet. If its an elderly person's room, he'll sit with them for awhile and ask them about their day or let them ramble on.]

[But it's likely leaving one of the rooms is when you'll bump into Darin. Or trip over his enormous, floppy feet.]


Oh, hey! Easy there! You okay? Sorry, I should get a signal or something for these things...

🗡️ LAVAFT BEHIND 🗡️ - OPEN

[This seemed like a pretty easy task, all things considered. Everyone knew slimes were low-level monsters, even if they had the same temperature as magma. And Darin worked professionally around molten metal all day. If there was anyone who could handle this task, it was him.]

[Though, having someone along in case things went awry was a good idea too. Especially since his blood magic wouldn't really do him much good here.]

[So back to the Diamond Falls Darin goes. He's got a pickax and some mining tools in a pack slung over his shoulder examining the hardened rock for any sign of the slime.]


So, since I know how my luck goes, what's the plan for when we free this thing and it immediately attacks us with the fury of a particularly cranky volcano?

AT THE FORGE - OPEN

[With the reconstruction from his rampage doing well, Darin's back at the forge doing what he loves. He might be down an apprentice, but that hasn't stopped him from taking orders and commissions from those who seek him out! Got something you want Darin to make? His consultations are always free so come on in! Got some gear that needs mending or ideas you want to pitch? Maybe you just need some work? Darin's door is always open! When you step in, you'll likely see him working on something or tidying the place up. If there's one thing Darin can't stand, it's a messy forge! So come on in and let's get to work!]

BAR CRAWL - CLOSED TO KATE

[It's been about a month since he tore through Camelot as a terrifying, familiar-fused monster. Barring his (and everyone else's jaunt) to Celliwig, Darin had largely avoided going into town. And when he did, he wore a cloak with a hood that concealed his hair.]

[Now, a month later and the reconstruction mostly complete, Darin is feeling a little more hopeful that maybe he won't be kicked out of town if he decides to hit a bar for a drink or two. He's still wearing his cloak, but when he settles in at the 'In For a Pound' pub, he slowly pulls his hood back to reveal his very obvious blue mane of hair. He gets a few looks, some of which he's not too thrilled with, but orders a drink and sits at the bar.]

[Unfortunately, the patrons on either side of him scoot away. Fortunately, that leaves space should anyone decide they want to pull up a stool and join him.]


MY DINNER WITH DARIN - CLOSED TO ALLURA

[So, it really only dawned on Darin about a day or so before the date that he and Allura had chosen for dinner that this might actually be a...you know. A date. In a panic, he considered calling her to clarify that this wasn't a date...but what if she wanted it to be a date? What if he tried to clarify and they called the whole thing off? That would be awful! And he'd feel terrible too! She was really looking forward to it! But did that mean she was looking forward to a date with him?]

[No, that couldn't be it.]

[Could it?]

[So, after spending a day laying on the floor and staring at the ceiling weighing his options, he decided that, you know what? He could do this! Even if it was a date! Hell, it was only a date! He could handle that! Even though he'd never been on a date before, much less with someone who was so strikingly beautiful and had spent the last six months worming her way into his every though— NOT IMPORTANT!]

[And so, it was the evening of the big-but-maybe-not date. He'd agonized over whether or not he should dress up and finally he decided on an off-white polo shirt with pink piping around the collar and sleeves (hey, pink goes good with blue, alright?), and some tan slacks. With a menu all set (he did promise it would be an amazing meal) he sets out to begin cooking, listening intently for the door to the forge to open so he could go up and greet her.]

[Everything was set for the evening. Nothing could possibly go wrong, right?]

[...Right?]


WILDCARD

[Not seeing anything that catches your fancy or want to do something else? Go ahead and top-level! And if you're not sure and want to hash it out, hit me up on Discord @ Ant#0062 or on plurk @ [plurk.com profile] bitterbearface!]
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[personal profile] sighsheavily 2021-07-07 09:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[the tips of her ears start to grow pinker, but she keeps her head down and her hands busy.]

Imagine me wasting my time on someone I didn't deem at least decent...
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[personal profile] sighsheavily 2021-07-07 09:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Why do you suppose that would be, Darin Altway?

[she straightens up with a folded armful of sheets to glare at him, her eyes moist.]
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[personal profile] sighsheavily 2021-07-07 09:13 pm (UTC)(link)
In part.

[she piles up the cart, maneuvering it and herself around him, but not quite leaving the more private threshold of the room.]

But the other part is something you will simply need to take my word for when I say that time, even vast expanses of it, does not separate one from everything as one would think.

Especially when one was not made to endure such expanses.
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[personal profile] sighsheavily 2021-07-07 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
My own, my own... [she exhales, pushing out into the hallway.

over her shoulder:]
I buried you and the rest of my life ages ago, Darin. Far and deep. And I kept the engravings in my heart, so were I to run my hands along them, so to speak, the echoes of it would remain without having to feel the full force of that loss.

I did this instead of accepting the gift of erasing it entirely for my own sake, because I am too proud and too stubborn to do otherwise. And there are consequences to that I accepted.

Finding the ghosts of my life walking before me, with no recollection of me or the value they hold in my heart, was not one of those consequences.

[she starts back down the hall.]
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[personal profile] sighsheavily 2021-07-07 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[of course, she freezes up right away, holding her breath while fighting against the swell of emotion such a gesture causes. it requires a lengthy beat to acclimate and swallow back so she can speak quietly, keeping her eyes forward and unblinking, as though she were being held at knifepoint.]

You see? This is exactly what I did not want. You now feel some obligation or burden of me that is utterly not yours.

[she exhales, blinking out troublesome tears. this hurts like hell, and she's not equipped for this, but she won't let herself be anything but upright as she's supposed to be.]

...You don't owe me anything, Darin. Least of all this.
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[personal profile] sighsheavily 2021-07-07 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Idiot...

[she lets out a soft scoff, a weary echo of scoffs long past. no obligation, he says, like he's not already tying himself to her with words and an embrace.

while putting a hand on one of his wrists:]
We're on the clock. Let go now.
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[personal profile] sighsheavily 2021-07-07 10:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[she actively averts her gaze while dabbing at the corners of her eyes.]

There is important work to be doing, bear in mind. Please prioritize accordingly.
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[personal profile] sighsheavily 2021-07-07 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
It is not a simple matter of what is wanted, intentionally or not, Altway. [she purposefully rams him out of her way with the cart.] Do not ask me to do or entertain things that are not safely in my purview.
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[personal profile] sighsheavily 2021-07-07 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[her expression gets murky.]

Ardenbury is adequate enough, thank you.
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[personal profile] sighsheavily 2021-07-08 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[gods.]

Please go and entertain children or the elderly; I can imagine no better use of your time here.
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[personal profile] sighsheavily 2021-07-12 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
[that just gets a scoff of exasperation as she navigates around him to go make her laundry deliveries.]