http://forpudding.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] forpudding.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2011-02-02 05:50 pm
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Off for a stroll (active/open)

haracter(s):  Cogsworth, anyone else who wants to join!
Content: Cogsworth's going out to see the sights of Paixao properly for the first time.
Setting: Starting at Iriela Apartments and ending up where they end up.
Time:  Week 28. Morning.

Being cooped up in the apartment wasn't something that Cogsworth was used to. He had spent ten years in the castle of his Master and rarely went outside (and to be honest, finding a way outside was hard when you were so small), buit alas the castle was just a tad bit bigger than the small place they currently occupied.

Today, Cogsworth had a bit of spare time on his hands (he should have had a lot of spare time, but he found himself going about his daily duties even in Paiixao. You might just be able to imagine what that was like in a residence so small...) he decided that he was finally going to take a look around the beautiful landscapes. He had been out and about a few times before then, yet they were only to shop (or in the first case, find out trains existed) and he was always nable to stop and look at the surroundings. This place was like art to Cogsworth: beautiful, tasteful and a general enjoyment to look at. Art had always been a thing he was interestied in, and so now shall be the beauty of a place like Paixao. Enjoyments such as viewing such grace were sadly taken away from him- from everyone- when the castle began to lose faith, all those years ago...

But no, today was positive. He took his first steps out of the door, his hands holding onto each other behind his back. With a much needed intake of fresh air, he mused to himself outloud. "Ah, the fresh morning air. Nothing quite like it." Today was a good day to have useful legs.

Oh man, I'm sorry it toook so long to get to this! I could have sworn I replied to it already!

[identity profile] freedominthesky.livejournal.com 2011-02-09 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
Balthier tended to frequent Paixao's gates. Usually because he somehow always managed to wind up in that direction, but it was also a good place to find more of the interesting characters the city held. And those he couldn't find making a scene on their way into the city could easily be found with a simple glance onto the network. With so many so loud, it was almost impossible to miss.

With that said, Balthier was most assuredly not by the gates for once, instead out and about on a regular stroll through the city. There wasn't any particular reason behind it--just taking a moment to stretch his legs. He had never been the type of person to stay in one place for too long.

He wasn't sure exactly what it was about the portly man that caught his attention. Maybe it was the fact that he looked so different from the citizens of the city, maybe it was that, in spite of that, the man was wearing clothes similar to what was more typically worn by the upper class, but the man had Balthier's attention all the same.

"Agreed," he said, offering a casual smirk. "If only the outdoors were more than a pale imitation... I think I might enjoy it considerably more."

[identity profile] freedominthesky.livejournal.com 2011-02-12 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
"Not typically," Balthier replied, obviously amused. "But I can't very well announce my presence every time around, now, can I?"

"I should think it fairly obvious." He gestured to a few trees nearby. "Pleasing to the eye as gold and jewels may be, one tends to start longing for an unpainted sky after awhile." Balthier sighed, shook his head, and waved a hand dismissively. That was the worst part, really, though Balthier was a man with a closer relationship with the sky than most others tended to be.

((Oh, don't forget! We've gotta reply to the main post. Makes things easier to read if the log gets long enough to collapse))