They tell me I could be set free. [OPEN]

[darer]

Who: Thorin and anyone!
Where: Around Union/the library/his workshop etc
When: Early May
What: open catchall log for downtime. training? also music.
Warnings: None so far!

1. Just outside the city.

[ just outside the walls of union, far enough away not to be in plain sight but easy enough to stumble upon, thorin is training. this, here, means that he's brought a sword of his own and is sparring with adlan the doublade across a small clearing. neither of them are holding back much, yet somehow there hasn't been blood so far. how long he can keep this up is another question...

a shuppet hovers nearby, observing the two. possibly also standing (?) guard?
this isn't the kind of sparring that versus tends to condone, after all. ]


2. At the library.

[ on a quieter day, a better day, really, thorin can often be found at the roar of time library. he's most commonly buried in history books, accumulating as much knowledge as he can. of course there is only so much to be learned, with all the things that have been lost.

it might be rude to interrupt? you could always wait until he's looking for something else. ]


3. Home.

[ it's not every night that thorin brings out his harp. but tonight is one such, and he's brought the leather case downstairs to the living room. there's little of its initially golden coat of paint left, but it's well-cared for, and the instrument takes little time to tune.

he plays for himself, or for his pokémon that quickly settle next to him, and certainly won't mind more human company either. ]


4. Elsewhere?

[ find him at his workshop? run into him on the street? anything else you'd like to do? go for it! ]

Comments

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[expertonshutters]

[Well, it sure isn't a sound he's used to hearing, so when he picks it up, he's peering around the house looking for its source.]

[He finds himself at the living room eventually. He's a little shocked, honestly. The harp wasn't something he pegged Thorin a fan of so he watches for a few moments without saying anything. He's really good, wow.]

[betterthanwu]

[The depths of the mines had been very difficult. Plenty of the pokemon Kuvira had found down there had been stronger than her, at least when she'd started. After three days she'd left the mountains visibly taller, stronger, different. You could not have three types. She was not Ground-type. Maybe she never had been. But she could still feel and manipulate earth as before. And she'd never known her particular Ability. This called for research.

She'd also seen a bipedal pokemon a little like her Breloom, with a much heavier head, though there had only been a few and they'd kept their distance. They were worth looking up.

Her Spearow, Kunti, is the cleverest and least absurd of her team, and she helps or 'helps', fetching books and ferrying them across the library in her talons. Being pretty much a runt her wings whir loudly and she dips rather low while carrying some volumes, which are not always relevant. At all.]

[youngestone]

[The sound of his uncle's harp being tuned makes Kili smile and he heads out from his room to go sit and listen. He wishes he had his fiddle to play along, but it was damaged in his trip down and he hasn't found a good place to repair it yet if it can even be repaired.

But he can go listen to Thorin and he does, his team joining him because they've never heard it before.]

2;

[leadingspirit]

[Taki wasn't much of a reader himself, but sometimes sacrifices had to be made if you were trying to learn. Seeing Thorin here is a bit of a surprise, but he makes a point of sitting with his paperwork and small number of books nearby so that when he's done he might have a chat. Just what was he reading so intently, anyway?]

2

[heartofspace]

[As much as Quatre didn't want to be reminded of his home, old habits die hard. As he spent the day in the library, he could hear Ralts being bored out of his mind. As his poor pokemon kept complaining about how he would much rather spend the day outside, Quatre kept saying one more minute.

Although, just as soon as he was about to place said book back? Hi, Thorin, hope you don't mind someone accidentally bumping into you! ...And maybe his pokemon just staring in return]

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[rainsrespite]

[Yuuna's drawn to the sound of swords almost as much as she is to travel. So, Thorin's got an observer. A friend, at least, leaning casually against a tree with her arms folded. Beside her, bouncing happily? Is one of those ever so wonderful Hoppypigs, jumping up and down gleefully on the shoulders of a heavily scarred Hariyama.

The trainer is silent, watching and waiting for a break in the spar...because she's not rude.]

3

[sparkofgenius]

[Lucca'd come by for a visit, basically to check on things and drop off a bit of food that she'd made for the other Calderans around. She was testing a new food processing device, and her own immunity to poison not helping see if it was really bad, she'd stuck around to see how things panned out. No upset stomachs yet, so she guessed that worked out.

But the sounds of the harp drew her ear, and she wandered into the living room, listening quietly, not speaking unless spoken to, or there was a lull.]

2 because where else would we be

[roadsprings]

[ if you'd told Bilbo a few months ago that Thorin would become almost a fixture in the library, he probably would have raised an eyebrow at you and politely asked you if you'd spent too long out in the sun that day.

if you'd then told him he wouldn't find that objectionable, he might have been forced to flat-out disagree.

and yet, here we are; Thorin steadily devouring the history section, Bilbo's bemusement giving way to being accustomed to seeing him there when he goes to restock the shelves in that particular section. such as he's doing now, for instance.

he gives the Calderan a friendly nod as he nears the desk, not wanting to throw him off his place in the middle of a sentence, and then sets to busying himself with rolling one of the library ladders along the bookshelf to the spot he needs, as quietly as he can. ]

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[radeonthecity]

[Seeing as how Thorin's a little preoccupied here, it's probably Shuppet who notices Domri and his entourage (today a Rhyhorn, a Zigzagoon, a Skiddo, a Scyther, and a Deerling) stop to watch as they're passing by. The Scyther in particular is watching very intently, blades twitching slightly.]