Nero (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
birdflipping) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
isleofavalon2020-12-06 08:19 pm
birdflipping) wrote in isleofavalon2020-12-06 08:19 pm
[open] december catch-all
Who: Nero and you
What: Catch-all for December questing and misc threads
When: First two weeks of December
Where: Rent-A-Ride, in and around the Red Springs
Warnings: Nero's potty mouth, violence, character injury/mentions of injury
I. RENT-A-RIDE STABLES
Nero had taken up a job at the Rent-A-Ride, in the hopes that acquainting himself with horses might give him a better idea of how to interact with his familiar. (That, and some magic-related property destruction meant he had to work somewhere in order to pay off the damages.) Being a stablehand isn't a glamorous job, and tough work, but with everything that happened back home, he's gotten used to picking up less-than-fun jobs to get by. If it pays the bills and helps people, it's enough.
He's taken one of the larger draught horses out to groom it, but the horse is becoming increasingly agitated by his own familiar lurking behind Nero, watching him work. At first he expects his demon companion will get bored and leave, but when it doesn't, he holds onto the reins of the stable horse and looks impatiently over his shoulder.
"Geryon, will you stop staring and get out of here? You're making the horse nervous," Nero grouses. The reptilian horse bumps its scaled muzzle against his arm, and Nero has to tighten his grip on the reins to stop the stable horse shying away in fear. "Listen, I get that you're jealous, but I can't brush you! You don't have hair."
II. FOGUERIA
It wasn't hard to track down the Fogueria, given the scorched earth it left behind, or else the sight of smoke on the horizon. Following it to its source did, however, take longer than it otherwise could have, considering Geryon was still stubbornly refusing to let Nero ride it.
Still, they're able to make it in decent time on foot, and Nero and his questing partners crest a hill and spot a flaming lion prowling across the plains. Sporting a cocky grin, Nero reaches for the hilt of the blade on his back.
"There it is. It's not so different from a demon, so you can stand back and let me handle this one."
III. RED SPRINGS
Although successful, Nero's first real quest hadn't gone quite as smoothly as he'd hoped, so he decides to stay the night at the Red Springs inn. He reserves a room, then heads straight for the springs to relax and use its magical properties to heal off the worst of his injuries.
As he heads into the water, the injuries become obvious to anyone else who might be taking a soak-- he has some minor burns along his arms, and deep claw marks across his chest, which have at least been treated with healing magic but haven't yet healed all the way.
He sinks into the water, right up to his neck, with a wince a quiet, "Dammit," and closes his eyes to try and relax.
What: Catch-all for December questing and misc threads
When: First two weeks of December
Where: Rent-A-Ride, in and around the Red Springs
Warnings: Nero's potty mouth, violence, character injury/mentions of injury
I. RENT-A-RIDE STABLES
Nero had taken up a job at the Rent-A-Ride, in the hopes that acquainting himself with horses might give him a better idea of how to interact with his familiar. (That, and some magic-related property destruction meant he had to work somewhere in order to pay off the damages.) Being a stablehand isn't a glamorous job, and tough work, but with everything that happened back home, he's gotten used to picking up less-than-fun jobs to get by. If it pays the bills and helps people, it's enough.
He's taken one of the larger draught horses out to groom it, but the horse is becoming increasingly agitated by his own familiar lurking behind Nero, watching him work. At first he expects his demon companion will get bored and leave, but when it doesn't, he holds onto the reins of the stable horse and looks impatiently over his shoulder.
"Geryon, will you stop staring and get out of here? You're making the horse nervous," Nero grouses. The reptilian horse bumps its scaled muzzle against his arm, and Nero has to tighten his grip on the reins to stop the stable horse shying away in fear. "Listen, I get that you're jealous, but I can't brush you! You don't have hair."
II. FOGUERIA
It wasn't hard to track down the Fogueria, given the scorched earth it left behind, or else the sight of smoke on the horizon. Following it to its source did, however, take longer than it otherwise could have, considering Geryon was still stubbornly refusing to let Nero ride it.
Still, they're able to make it in decent time on foot, and Nero and his questing partners crest a hill and spot a flaming lion prowling across the plains. Sporting a cocky grin, Nero reaches for the hilt of the blade on his back.
"There it is. It's not so different from a demon, so you can stand back and let me handle this one."
III. RED SPRINGS
Although successful, Nero's first real quest hadn't gone quite as smoothly as he'd hoped, so he decides to stay the night at the Red Springs inn. He reserves a room, then heads straight for the springs to relax and use its magical properties to heal off the worst of his injuries.
As he heads into the water, the injuries become obvious to anyone else who might be taking a soak-- he has some minor burns along his arms, and deep claw marks across his chest, which have at least been treated with healing magic but haven't yet healed all the way.
He sinks into the water, right up to his neck, with a wince a quiet, "Dammit," and closes his eyes to try and relax.
no subject
If he is going to live there, he is going to ensure that there are more homecooking done than just making pizza. He already is sighing as he feels like he is taking on a tremendous task, but still, it is one that needs to be done.
"Yes. I received light and..." He grimaces for a second -- but it isn't because he minds the creature. After all, it is one that was somewhat loyal to the Order and now can be used for good. No, what bothers him is that it'll be something troubling for Nero.
But that was a long time ago for him, wasn't it?
"A Frost." A beat. "I believe you encountered a few before."
no subject
Or can ordinarily control time, anyway. For Avalon, that exists in frozen time, it isn't quite so powerful. "As for magic, I have kinetic, so hopefully I can use it to replace what my arms could do..."
Hopefully. He can't hide how annoyed he is at the setback, especially right after getting stronger so recently, too.
no subject
"It seems like you have gained quite a bit of power, even if you have lost what you once had." The tone that he uses, however, is one where he is telling Nero not to let that go to his head and to think of how to beat his enemies not with strength but through skill.
"You'll have to train hard to learn them both."
no subject
And he doesn't have the handicap of needing to fight with one arm at this point either, so that's something.
no subject
From his own memories, it wasn't that long from when Nero gained his demonic abilities and learning how to properly use them. He wonders if that has anything to do with being related to Sparda. Perhaps, the Savior sent him to Fortuna to save it from itself.
Credo smiles despite himself, finding that narrative to be contrite but also nice to think about.