"lief me alone" (
ofdel) wrote in
fictionalized2014-08-22 09:59 pm
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log; there was going to be more danger except redundancy
[A: SOMEWHERE OVER THE RAINBOW]
[Lief misses his friends. He can't say he misses home, given certain... complications, but he misses Jasmine and Barda and Doom and everyone else. It's foolish, he tells himself, for he has duties he must achieve and so missing his companions should be the last thing on his mind, but still, the feeling persists.
And besides, though he can do nothing about the obligations that he presently can't fulfill, perhaps he can and try fill the void in his heart.
Anyone passing by the area might see Lief, practicing his sword swings (and with quite the nice sword, at that). Barda, at least, would probably want him to keep up his training, even in a strange land.]
[B: YOUR RAINBOW]
[By which I mean your home country, thanks.
Greetings, (hopefully) kind and helpful stranger. A young man (or perhaps 'boy' would be more accurate still) will be approaching you, a polite smile on his face.]
Hello, my friend. Would you be so kind as to point out to a traveller where he may rest for the night? Preferably somewhere of low cost, as luxury is hardly needed. Merely a good, warm bed.
[C: DELTORA YO]
[You've probably been travelling for a while and are quite thirsty and hungry. Have no fear, though, as a stream is nearby, with trees bearing golden fruit growing nearby. Should you try eating the fruit, you'll find that the skin is disgustingly bitter, but the fruit underneath is rich and sweet. Unless you like eating awful things, you'll probably peel off the skin and eat the fruit on its own.
Afterwards... well, it's a pleasant area. Nice and peaceful. In fact, you're getting strangely drowsy. It's probably since it's early afternoon, and you just ate, so maybe take a break...? Before you know it, you'll find yourself lying in the (thankfully shallow stream). The water's nice and warm, though, and the stones that line its base are flat and smooth, so it's probably pretty comfortable in its own way. You're getting rather sleepy now, and a nap wouldn't hurt, right?
... Except it would, because that sure is a giant bird—as large as the trees—moving towards you. Congrats, you're its next meal (oh, and those stones you're lying? They're actually skulls).
This would be a good time to run—except you'll find that you don't even have the strength to cry out, let alone move a muscle.
That's what happens when you eat Sleeper Fruit flesh.]
[Lief misses his friends. He can't say he misses home, given certain... complications, but he misses Jasmine and Barda and Doom and everyone else. It's foolish, he tells himself, for he has duties he must achieve and so missing his companions should be the last thing on his mind, but still, the feeling persists.
And besides, though he can do nothing about the obligations that he presently can't fulfill, perhaps he can and try fill the void in his heart.
Anyone passing by the area might see Lief, practicing his sword swings (and with quite the nice sword, at that). Barda, at least, would probably want him to keep up his training, even in a strange land.]
[B: YOUR RAINBOW]
[By which I mean your home country, thanks.
Greetings, (hopefully) kind and helpful stranger. A young man (or perhaps 'boy' would be more accurate still) will be approaching you, a polite smile on his face.]
Hello, my friend. Would you be so kind as to point out to a traveller where he may rest for the night? Preferably somewhere of low cost, as luxury is hardly needed. Merely a good, warm bed.
[C: DELTORA YO]
[You've probably been travelling for a while and are quite thirsty and hungry. Have no fear, though, as a stream is nearby, with trees bearing golden fruit growing nearby. Should you try eating the fruit, you'll find that the skin is disgustingly bitter, but the fruit underneath is rich and sweet. Unless you like eating awful things, you'll probably peel off the skin and eat the fruit on its own.
Afterwards... well, it's a pleasant area. Nice and peaceful. In fact, you're getting strangely drowsy. It's probably since it's early afternoon, and you just ate, so maybe take a break...? Before you know it, you'll find yourself lying in the (thankfully shallow stream). The water's nice and warm, though, and the stones that line its base are flat and smooth, so it's probably pretty comfortable in its own way. You're getting rather sleepy now, and a nap wouldn't hurt, right?
... Except it would, because that sure is a giant bird—as large as the trees—moving towards you. Congrats, you're its next meal (oh, and those stones you're lying? They're actually skulls).
This would be a good time to run—except you'll find that you don't even have the strength to cry out, let alone move a muscle.
That's what happens when you eat Sleeper Fruit flesh.]

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That would be Lief, his sword brandished.]
Away, Orchard Keeper!
[In any case, he runs towards said Orchard Keeper, managing a slash across its body. It's hardly a fatal blow, but it's enough to annoy the bird, and that's apparently good enough. A single meal—and one of Momo's size, at that—isn't worth the trouble, and so with a screech, it flies off. Affirming that, Lief bends down in the water, looking at Momo as a relieved smile breaks out across his face.]
You still live! For that, I am glad. I shall be back in a moment.
[He... doesn't really need to tell her to wait there, but sure enough, after walking a bit away, he's back quite quickly, as he was just fetching some fruit from the trees. He's peeling the skin off now, as he discards the fruit underneath.]
My apologies—I realize that it is far from appetizing.
[Which is really the only warning he can give before he stuffs the vile-tasting skin into her mouth.
... Try not to spit it back out.]
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Ugh--
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Please, eat! I know it is unpleasant, but it is an antidote to the fruit that you no doubt fed upon earlier. And we must make haste, in case the Orchard Keeper returns.
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But at least he's being about as polite as someone forcing disgusting things in her mouth can be, and she can't do much else but chew it. And swallow.
And look like she'd rather cry. ]
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Again, I apologize... When you feel that you can stand, please do so and tell me, so that I may help.
[It'll take a while before she regains enough strength for that. During that time, Lief remains vigilant by her side, sword out in case the Orchard Keeper returns.]
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And mostly succeed. ]
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Even if I must carry you, I fear we should hurry, as the Orchard Keeper may return. I have been told that it is bad luck to kill one, and whether that is true or not, I am not eager to fight the creature and find out.
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I am glad we are of one mind, then. Can you walk, or should I help?
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[Hopefully, the Orchard Keeper won't be coming back anytime soon, though Lief has learned not to rely on 'hopefully' to survive.
A less cynical 'hopefully' is that hopefully, Momo isn't the proud type.]
Fortunately, I am familiar with this area—enough, at least—and can guide us to a safer place. Less fortunately, though, it is not the easiest journey to make, but as long as we stay alert, we will avoid anything threatening.
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[ She's not embarrassed over a whole lot, at least, just easily flustered. ]
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Good. I am sorry that I must rush you like this.
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You really don't have to apologize... I mean, I'm pretty sure you just saved my life.
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[The path they're taking is kind of covered in tangled ferns and thickets of brush and bramble. Sorry, Momo...]
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T-thanks again, by the way... uh, sir.
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[Using an alias for reasons!
Presumably the same reasons why he's traipsing through a dangerous forest alone aka none that I can think of]Your thanks are unneeded; the fact that you live alone is enough for me. I wish it were under better circumstances, but it is nice to meet you, miss...?
[... He hopes that she's unmarried, or at least, or that'd be pretty rude to assume otherwise.]
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Let us hope so. Though, while I cannot do anything about your legs, I still offer my help, if you need it.
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[And as far as plants go in Deltora, they're pretty benign.]
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