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Post by TempoPrestissimo on Jan 17, 2012 0:06:17 GMT -5
Aiden hated not having a roof over his head. It wasn't that it was hard on him; he could live outside, it was inconvenient but he could deal. He hated not having a roof over his head because it meant performing outside. That meant rain, or wind, or whatever. It also occasionally meant getting yelled at for where he was performing. Just that morning he had gotten kicked off a fence post for using it, and it's ensuing fence, to do handstands and the like. But, since apparently it belonged to someone, he wasn't allowed to perform there.
His sister had chosen to look further for another place to perform. They already had earned enough money for dinner, which was a good start. Still, any more they could get meant food for the rest of the week. In the meantime, he kept performing, finding another place near the town's entrance to perform, his hat on the ground, bottom up and open, already a few coins in it, glinting lightly in the sun.
He wasn't expecting for much to happen today. Just work, and then maybe food. To him it was really just any other day. So far.
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Post by rawful on Jan 17, 2012 0:23:32 GMT -5
Conversely, there weren't a lot of things Arlo didn't like, but right now he could name a few, just off the top of his head. First of all he wasn't too dependent on roofs , he always found them in the way of things like the air, the view..the...things, but right now he would endure a million roofs in exchange for not plummeting to his death.
The ground of coming awfully close awfully fast. He took a big breath but the air escaped him, along with his blood, the solution....
Damn. If he was granted a next time, he'd be more frugal with his money. Fuck.
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Post by Ghost Raziel on Jan 17, 2012 0:31:50 GMT -5
Cy had been napping in a tree after a job, and he'd never fallen out before, but the sound of rushing wind woke him up. Wouldn't he normally have hit the ground by now? Yeah of course he would have, this meant he already knew what happened. He opened his eyes with a sigh and reached into his pocket pulling out his pack of smokes, carefully took out a joint, making sure the wind didn't rip it from his fingers and lit it with a high pressure flame from his thumb. "not again, why can't I just get dropped from a few feet, I mean is it really that fucking much to ask?" A few seconds later he hit the ground with a resounding thud, a large dust cloud rising around him. "SON OF A BITCH!"
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Post by TempoPrestissimo on Jan 17, 2012 0:53:26 GMT -5
Whether it was the shouting or the shaking earth that startled him, Aiden did not land the roundoff he had attempted, his foot connecting with the town's border fence, and then slipping off. He landed with a dull crunch on his side and groaned, not moving for a moment. That hadn't been a very nice landing. He hadn't fallen like that in a while. He rolled on to his back, blinking up at the sky. He'd have a couple of bruises at worst, really. He had just been so surprised.
He sat up after a minute, and the first thing he did was retrieve his hat. He took the few coins in there out of it and shoved it back on his head. That finally done, he made his way over to where whatever it was had made itself a nice little crater. Aiden sighed. He could just leave the guy there and call the guard. Then again, he wasn't exactly fond of the guard, and they certainly didn't like him. What the hell.
"You alive in there?" He asked shortly, standing just outside what had looked like a blast radius, his hands on his hips as he looked at the man.
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Post by Ghost Raziel on Jan 17, 2012 9:53:32 GMT -5
"yeah, un-fucking-fortunately..." Cy pushed himself to his feet, albeit shakily. He looked around quietly for a moment before his eyes landed on the acrobat. "you mind tellin me just where the fuck I am?" Cy took his shotgun from his back and began inspecting it for damage as he waited for a response. After a quick Inspection Cy slung his gun back on his shoulder and looked expectantly at Aiden.
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Post by TempoPrestissimo on Jan 17, 2012 11:17:59 GMT -5
Two curses in just as many sentences. Well, this could shape up to be interesting. And while his collision had turned a few heads so far there was no sign of trouble. Aiden really was not in any mood to deal with that today. He sighed and took a minute to think before he answered the bizarre apparition.
"Newcastle." Aiden said, ignoring the man's other comments. "Do you normally fall out of the sky, or just on thursdays?" He asked dryly. "And do you always end up in one piece?"
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Post by Ghost Raziel on Jan 17, 2012 20:51:13 GMT -5
"yeah, figures..." Cy ran a hand through his hair seeming distracted for a second. "huh? oh nah, just on days that end in Y..." He checked himself over at Aiden's next question. "so far, still hurts like a god damned bitch though." Cy stepped out of his crater and offered his hand to Aiden. "I'm Cy, you got a name dude? or should I just call you skinny?" Cy shoved one of his hands in his pocket, the other reaching for the joint and taking it from his lips as he exhaled before his hand returned to the offered position. "you are the first person to see if I'm ok, which is kinda awesome dude. thanks"
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Post by TempoPrestissimo on Jan 17, 2012 21:34:37 GMT -5
Aiden scowled, rolling his eyes. "That'd make as much sense as my calling you Manure. You know, since you exploded." Reluctantly he shook the man's hand. "My name is Aiden. Also you're welcome. People don't normally fall out of the sky, so I figured it was at least worth a look." He shrugged again. Whatever the man smoked smelled a little strange, but Aiden just ignored it for now. "You need patching up or are you all in one piece?" There was a little shop just a ways in town in the man was hurt, but so far he did not look it.
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Post by rawful on Jan 17, 2012 22:14:45 GMT -5
Soon the grid layout of the city became visible, and he could even make out faces in the crowd. The wind roared in his ears and rushed past him, images of his life blew right over him as well. He guessed that meant he was dying. Improper living conditions, financial struggles, others described it as hitting rock bottom.
He hit it with a clamorous splintering crunch.
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Post by Ghost Raziel on Jan 19, 2012 17:17:47 GMT -5
Cy's combat instincts kicked in immediately and he ducked his head for a split second. "that... sounded painful" Cy relaxed himself and unholstered his flintlocks, his finger on the trigger as he headed off to the second impact zone. "if that monster followed me Imma be so pissed..."
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Post by TempoPrestissimo on Jan 19, 2012 17:26:37 GMT -5
"Monster?" Aiden asked, his voice deadpan. "You're not serious, are you?" He asked, loud enough for Cy to hear him even as he headed towards the second impact. He would have been more alarmed had he no idea what the heck it had been, but a monster still wasn't good news. It may have even been worse news. He actually wasn't sure what he thought of that. He also did not have time to think of it. Instead, he signed and followed Cy, watching as the dust cleared. "That's not a monster. But it might be a dead guy." He remarked.
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Post by rawful on Jan 19, 2012 17:45:41 GMT -5
The dust cleared to reveal a figure laying face down in a small red puddle that began to spread and grow around him. It made no sound, and didn't respond. It wasn't much of a threat unless it was just very talented at playing possum.
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Post by Ghost Raziel on Jan 19, 2012 17:53:42 GMT -5
"what makes you think I was kiddin?" Cy stepped close to the body and kneeled down. inspecting the corpse without touching it. "yeah looks dead to me, at least for now, I say give this guy a few minutes, he doesn't get better I'm burying him." he sat back and puffed away at his smoke. "So tell me Aiden, what's a skinny guy like you do for a living around here? and are there any rules I might need to know about?" Cy'd been dumped into alternate realms so many times he had a bit of a routine down.
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Post by TempoPrestissimo on Jan 19, 2012 18:15:29 GMT -5
"Looks dead? You're not even going to check?" Aiden scoffed, hopping down into the hole. The man looked in poor shape. Maybe he was dead. If he was, Cy could bury him. Aiden wasn't going to waste his time. But, he did roll the guy over, struggling a little, and checked to see if he was at least breathing. He was. "He's not dead yet, but that is a sizable hole." He said simply.
"I'm an acrobat. It's sort of a family thing, with my sort-of family, at least." He explained to Cy as he tried to get a better look at the man's injury without really touching it. Not that it was gross, but it looked painful and touching it would only make that worse, right? "Rules should probably be easy to figure out. Don't steal, don't kill, and don't do anything suspicious."
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Post by rawful on Jan 19, 2012 18:24:51 GMT -5
He wasn't a monster after all. It was a young human, that definitely had seen better days. The most obvious damage was from the strange wound in his stomach that kept making sucking and whistling noises. Without a doubt there was other damage as well, probably some broken bones, but he wasn't going to wake up and tell them any time soon.
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