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Briar Rose || Princess Aurora ([personal profile] beautyrest) wrote in [community profile] isleofavalon2021-01-08 12:02 pm

Uniquely Qualified

🧙 WHO: Princess Aurora, her many animal friends, and you!
⚔️️ WHAT: Aurora is going to help with some of the fae and clean up after the storm
🕒 WHEN: Early January
🗺️ WHERE: All over
⚠️ WARNINGS: None I can readily think of



A. A Knocking We Will Go:

There was, perhaps, some weird twist of fate that Aurora had just been explaining fae, brownies amongst them, and not even a few weeks later, would need to help get rid of them.

Still, she comes up to the next address that was begging for assistance, her eagle owl comfortably sitting on her shoulder, though his size and weight must have surely been uncomfortable, but Aurora gave no indication of pain.

She looked up when she heard someone come towards her, about to knock on the door and paused.

"Oh, is this your home?" she asked, smiling.


B. After the Storm:

Aurora was no stranger to hard work and getting your hands dirty. She had lived her life as a peasant in the woods. Literally, everything was dependent on her and her aunts doing things for themselves from chopping wood for the winter, hatching the roof from leaks, gathering water, and everything else in between.

So something as simple as removing debris and helping with a mess was not that difficult a task.

The princess was currently on top of a roof along with several birds, squirrels, and even a raccoon or two as they were getting large branches from felled trees off the shingles.

As she was headed back to the ladder that had let her up there, though, unfortunately, it had been blown down by the wind.

So as you are going about your day, you may notice a group of animals trying to get a ladder out of the snow and back up against the wall or, you may hear yourself being called to from above.

"Oh! Excuse me, could I trouble you for but a moment?"

C: Wildcard

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angel_of_death: (Shrug)

[personal profile] angel_of_death 2021-01-17 11:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Supplies and tools will be needed to fix the damage." Fortunately, it isn't raining anymore. He expects the leaks will be discovered with the next rains, if the owner of the dwelling hasn't taken the initiative to inspect the damage from the inside already.

"I don't know how many of us have saved up enough for such things. Perhaps an alchemist would be able to fashion basic tools?" He's not sure how useful stone and wood tools would be, however.
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[personal profile] angel_of_death 2021-01-18 08:26 am (UTC)(link)
Her words are sensible. Given that he has no household of his own, he sees little reason to object to her reasoning, save for obstinance.

Yet, when she introduces herself, he finds himself pausing anyway, looking over to her with a slightly bewildered glance. How do polite introductions go again? She seems like a polite sort of lady. "...Walter. It is good to make your acquaintance, Miss Aurora."
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[personal profile] angel_of_death 2021-01-23 04:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's right." There isn't much else for him to do, aside from running errands, training, and exploring. Or school, he supposes, but that sort of thing feels far away to him. A normal thing for a normal life.

At least this way, he can do some small thing to help.

"I have kinetic magic, and I have been training with it, so I can lift things even if they are heavy."
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[personal profile] angel_of_death 2021-01-28 04:31 pm (UTC)(link)
That earns her the beginnings of a smirk, the boy's mouth twitching upwards at one corner. "On the contrary, Miss Aurora. The world is even heavier."

What a fortunate thing he only has to carry it metaphorically and not literally.

Still, he appreciates the encouragement.

"How are you coming along with your magic?"
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[personal profile] angel_of_death 2021-02-04 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
Though his smirk turns wry at her initial comment, Walter makes no effort to explain his thoughts. It is a sensitive subject, and a sombre conversation at that; there's no need to involve her in such things.

"Wings or gills could be useful." Wings to fly, or gills to breathe underwater. "You could ask the birds about the finer points of flying."
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[personal profile] angel_of_death 2021-02-04 07:11 am (UTC)(link)
"As long as you have no fear of heights, it will be well worth the effort." He walks a few steps before crouching to pick up a tile fragment. As he's there, he figures might as well clean up a little while talking.
angel_of_death: (What's this?)

[personal profile] angel_of_death 2021-02-08 06:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Walter pauses in the middle of rising, eyes wide. He's been caught off-guard by the statement, and while it isn't shocking, he hadn't expected her to circle around back to the subject, much less address it in such a way.

Not wanting to get too far into it, he responds as he straightens, "And drop the world? Perish the thought."

Taking on that weight is what gives him a sense of purpose. He wouldn't know what to do with himself otherwise.



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Sorry! My power has been out for the better part of several days.

[personal profile] angel_of_death 2021-02-18 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
The wry smile makes a return. That there could be others both able and willing to help with such a burden... it's a nice thought. If only.

"I shall do my best to keep a lookout for such persons."

If only...

"In the meantime, I intend to do what I can to help lighten the burdens here. Is there anything else I might assist you with?"
angel_of_death: (Cheeky)

I made it through with the combined might of layers and kittens.

[personal profile] angel_of_death 2021-02-22 07:31 pm (UTC)(link)
A task. The subtle expression of before broadens into a confident smirk, one hand moving to rest upon his hip.

"I think I can manage it."

Perhaps it would even be a good idea to get started on that first. Then the homeowner could at least cover the hole before the next rain.

"Lead the way, Miss Aurora."
angel_of_death: (Cheerio here I go)

And a belated bow to tie it off. That's a wrap!

[personal profile] angel_of_death 2021-03-06 08:30 am (UTC)(link)
Walter does indeed notice the animals following her as though she is one of their own. It continues to be an interesting sight, though not off-putting; the more hands and paws there are to work, the quicker things will go.

And things do go quickly. He helps with the tree, and with other assorted things, and while not everything is fixed by the time they say their goodbyes, they've managed to do a good bit of work for others.

All in all, it's a productive day.