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I Can Bring You In Warm, or I Can Bring You In Cold

🧙 WHO: Din and whoever he runs into
⚔️️ WHAT: Settling in, doing quests, the usual
🕒 WHEN: Throughout February
🗺️ WHERE: Around Town
⚠️ WARNINGS: n/a but will be updated.

A - Caravans

[He cuts an imposing figure, wearing full armour and well armed. Not exactly someone you want to mess with. Except for the part where he seems a little, well, lost. For lack of a better word. He keeps looking around, taking in the crowd as if he's looking for something vaguely familiar and not finding it. He almost seems spooked when one of the horses snorts.

He finds his way to a less crowded cart and takes a seat on the end. With his helmet bowed, he looks deep in thought, or asleep, it's hard to tell. Eventually he sits up though.]

They didn't happen to say how long this was going to take, did they?

B - The Libryrinth

[This is probably one of the easier jobs he's done in a long time. Information gathering? That's nothing, especially compared to protecting a kid. If he has any reservations, it's probably due to the magic angle. Which he still doesn't have the best grip on.

He doesn't look like he should be able to move quietly but he does. He can sneak, and stay quiet. It's not too difficult to get up on top of one of the shelves and consider the layout of the maze. Which is what he's doing until he hears a noise, turns and draws his blaster to point it behind him.

And possibly right into your face.]

C - Selkie

[The job seems pretty straightforward, and so Din doesn't hesitate. Find this man and bring him back before he goes to fight a kraken. He can do that. Alive or dead doesn't really matter, though he prefers the former and this suits him well enough. He's done worse jobs.

Though he does have questions.]

So is there a puck or something I'm supposed to take? Or a description of the guy?

[He can work without one, it just makes the job harder.]

[D - Wildcard]

[Want something different? Looking to plot?

urbaninja or by PM and let's do it!

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[ For all the guns and knives and improvised weapons Karma's had to wave around in the past several months, it's not often that he finds himself at the receiving end of one, instinctively pulling to the side when he sees the barrel of the blaster catch the dim light of the library. There's not a lot of space to move, what with all the bookshelves in the way and the narrow aisles they line, but Karma ducks behind the closest one, footsteps quiet because even if he could afford to be noisier— pushing off the ground harder, running— the mission takes priority in his mind and he won't jeopardize them getting caught.

He sticks his head out from behind the shelf and frowns at this armored man. And makes a shooing motion with his hand. Put that damned blaster away!! Killing Karma here will only give your location away, it's not worth it. ]

[It's rather spooky down here, and Finn can't summon a ball of light in this world. Exploration seems like a nice and easy quest to start him off with, since he's still getting used to the way his new powers work. It's not like back in his world, where he could just summon fire or cast illusion spells with a flick of his wrist with ease, drawing from the mana within his own body.

Turning the corner, he nearly runs into an armored man. The Dunmer's hands shoot up, since he's guessing the thing in his hands is a weapon.]

Woah! I mean no harm, I promise.

[Ever on guard, Din is slow to put the blaster down. He's heard that line before, and well, he has a lot of reasons to be cautious. But his finger does move off the trigger at least.]

You here for the job?

[He finds it silly, calling it a quest.]

[Din reacts slowly, gazing around the room to ensure that there are no threats in the area, or immediate ones anyway before focusing on the person he's aiming at. With no threats determined, he lowers the blaster, not holstering it just yet. He doesn't like this place.]

You gonna come out then?

[He says in a low voice.]

Yes. I used to do this sort of thing all the time back in my world, but now I'm left with nothing but a dagger and my magic doesn't work the way it did back home, so I decided to go with something where I figured I'm not likely to get disemboweled by anything.

[He lowers his hands, so they're now level with his chest. He can be quite deadly with just a dagger, but that armor looks tough, and he'd rather not get into a fight with this man.]

Sure. Was just waiting for you to put that away and not blow my head off.

[ But the blaster's lowered and he won't be taken by surprise again now that he knows it exists and can keep an eye on it, so Karma comes out from behind his cover, hands in his pockets that bulge with the indication that he's clutching something inside. ]

Did you figure the librarian would turn out to be a vampire or what? Geez... [ Karma looks Din up and down: heavily armed, and heavily armored. ]

You won't be able to hop the shelves wearing all that, won't you? Which means taking the long way around.

I can move well enough, so don't worry about me.

[He glances Karma over as well, noting the pocket but not saying anything. He knows enough to not ask questions. There's also the suggestion that since they're both here, they might as well continue together.]

I just like to be prepared.

[ He's less worried about mobility than the noise the armor might cause, but the unsaid assurance that the guy is strong enough to vault himself over the shelves or otherwise book it if the librarian gives chase is a good one. ]

Haha! How reliable~ Are you prepared for navigating the library, or are we going with Leapfrog, or the Right Hand Rule?

You and me both.

[Din lets the blaster lower further. Conflict is not on his mind either, rarely is, especially if they're here for the same reason.]

Though sneaking around isn't exactly my first choice. But I guess we'll just get it done.

[He lowers his hands entirely, letting them hang at his sides]

I used to sneak around all the time when I had to go down into a cave or hideout.

[Finn looks the armored man up and down. He's not seeing any eyeholes in that helmet.]

How do you see out of that?

I'm afraid not.

[The cart seems to be one that is less-occupied for a reason; there's definitely some unusual and imposing figures here. One of which is the red-furred beast who's lying on the ground, head in his paws.]

I'd say get comfortable. If this is going to take some time, you might as well nap.

[ Luke wasn't one to go sneaking into places just because, but the posting about the the library labyrinth drew his attention in a way that things hadn't been able to since he came here. He took that as a sign that he needed to check it out, and the fact that he was used to sneaking around and had a penchant for all black, he figured it would be fairly easy to do. ]

[ What he hadn't anticipated on was suddenly having a blaster in his face from someone he hadn't been able to see as he snuck around the top of the library shelves. His wide eyes traveled down the length of the barrel, along the arm, taking in the armor and familiar shape of the helmet... ]

Boba Fett?!

[ He couldn't help this hissed out answer; Fett was supposed to be spending the next thousand years getting digested. What was he doing here?! ]

Wrong guy.

[Din says, same low tone, after a long moment and a shake of his head. He's caught a little off guard, not expecting to hear that name, much less being mistaken for the other bounty hunter (their armour's not that similar).

But if this guy knows Boba Fett, then they must be from the same world. But it's not quite enough to make him lower his blaster just yet.]

Pretty sure he's not here.

[He'd made a point to check.]

[The nice thing about wearing a helmet is that it tends to mask any look of surprise Din might have. Granted, he also knows that there's a lot of systems out there that he hasn't been to, and if one of them has talking quadrupeds, well, it's a big galaxy.]

Guessing that's your plan?

[Din almost laughs, not the question he was expecting.]

Visor, illuminates a few things. I can see fine.

[Not quite infrared, but it does allow for a few things to show up.]

But if you can sneak, might be better for you to go ahead.

[There's a nod.]

That's the job, isn't it? I always come prepared.

Hm...

[ He'll have to see, shrugging and taking a step back to make some space. ]

Then, I'll go ahead and follow your lead! You're the one with the gun and the armor, you wouldn't make a kid like me take point, would you?

[He opens his eye and takes a look at Din. He eyes the helmeted figure curiously.]

I was considering it, considering no one else in here has been offering much in the way of conversation.

[He's assuming that the helmet is enchanted, since that's how things work in his world. Hopefully that armor isn't just for show.]

Leave it to me. I can be as sneaky as a vampire about to suck on someone's neck.

[Finn crouches down and hugs the wall, putting himself in the shadows and creeping along ahead of the armored man. So far so good.]

[Well, that's a delightful image. But he'll give the nod for Finn to go ahead, and follow along behind. Doing his best to be quiet, but it's hard not to let footsteps echo in the quiet.]

You know what we're looking for?

[Truthfully speaking, Din might count himself among that group, having a lot to think about and sort through.]

I might let you get to it, unless you've learned anything extra about this place than what's been told already.

As long as you're watching our backs.

[He sounds a bit begrudging, but he moves forward scanning the area, before picking a shelf to start with.]

Seems clear. You need a boost?

Other than the fact our worlds are frozen in time and we must use this world's magic to restore our own? I'm afraid not much.

[He shifts a bit to get a better look at Din.]

Have you learned anything extra?

Pretty sure it's a book. In my experience, it's a magic book or an eldrich tome that mortals weren't meant to lay eyes on.

[Maybe if he's lucky it's an Elder Scroll. He creeps further along and instinctively whispers.]

Laas yah nir.

[Nothing happens. He's still not used to his Thu'um being cut off.]

Peripheral vision's kinda hard with that helmet, huh? No worries, though, I got our backs!

[ Wide as they might be, they're still slits, still not idea for observation from what Karma can see— and he likes being able to see everything, to know the playing field and all the moving pieces on it. At the offer of the boost he shakes his head, taking hold of one of the shelves and pulling himself up in one go, straight up to keep the shelf from toppling even if he doubts it would with his weight. But in a matter of seconds he is on top of the shelf, opting to lie low to minimize the chances of being spotted. ]

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