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[There was really nothing to be said about the state that Union currently was in. News of the attack the city had endured had reached the surrounding areas quickly and, although Kon had planned on waiting the season out in Caldera before he trekked down the cold passage to Union, waiting wasn't an option any longer for a city in need. His passage with the band of Calderans who had trekked south to help the ruined city had been seamless-- no one questioned his joining in their caravan, and the offers to assist with manual labor and cooking had been much appreciated.
Sure, he didn't have much experienced as a trainer or an organized fighter under his belt, but he knew his way around bartering very well...and he was far from actually useless.
And, just as he had fallen into place with the caravan that he had travelled to Union with, he fell into place with the relief efforts as best as he could. The gangly young man in the floridly bright overcoat and the messy bun was easy to spot in the crowd, but among the sea of new faces milling about his presence could hardly be counted as a surprise. His trusty Litwick was perched on his shoulder, looking out for anyone or anything that looked vaguely familiar from it's long journey...but, in the wreckage, nothing in particular stood out.]
Sheesh, [Kon could be heard grumbling on occasion,] Can't believe the Valkyries actually beat me here.
[Not that it was a problem-- Kon had actually been closer to the city than they were, and they still beat him.
He can be found anywhere that an extra hand is needed, probably bartering his physical skills for a safe place to sleep. There was no place to do anything more as the city currently was, but that was to be expected in the aftermath of a rampaging god. Setting up a regular residence was out of the question for the moment, there was so much to do.
It was a small price to pay for a city that somehow managed to survive such a disaster...and, at least Kon wouldn't have any reason to be bored.]
Sure, he didn't have much experienced as a trainer or an organized fighter under his belt, but he knew his way around bartering very well...and he was far from actually useless.
And, just as he had fallen into place with the caravan that he had travelled to Union with, he fell into place with the relief efforts as best as he could. The gangly young man in the floridly bright overcoat and the messy bun was easy to spot in the crowd, but among the sea of new faces milling about his presence could hardly be counted as a surprise. His trusty Litwick was perched on his shoulder, looking out for anyone or anything that looked vaguely familiar from it's long journey...but, in the wreckage, nothing in particular stood out.]
Sheesh, [Kon could be heard grumbling on occasion,] Can't believe the Valkyries actually beat me here.
[Not that it was a problem-- Kon had actually been closer to the city than they were, and they still beat him.
He can be found anywhere that an extra hand is needed, probably bartering his physical skills for a safe place to sleep. There was no place to do anything more as the city currently was, but that was to be expected in the aftermath of a rampaging god. Setting up a regular residence was out of the question for the moment, there was so much to do.
It was a small price to pay for a city that somehow managed to survive such a disaster...and, at least Kon wouldn't have any reason to be bored.]
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[Lenna gives a slightly awkward laugh, scratching at her cheek as she turns to open the large double doors leading into the foyer.]
I try not to make a big show of... well, all of this, so I often forget when I'm meeting people who haven't lived their lives in Union.
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[Pulling his coat tighter around him so it wouldn't snag on anything, he gingerly stepped into the pristine foyer and looked around to survey everything.]
Did you...want me to take my shoes off or something? [he asked, carefully watching where he stepped so he wouldn't get any dirt on the shining tile...]
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Ah... yes, if you'd prefer.
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[Clearly, this was the den of a Dragon clan--- not that it was in any way problematic. Fascinated by the elaborate displays of armor, statues, and the incredibly detailed painting that was proudly on display on the upper levels, Kon kicked off his shoes in an out of the way corner.]
This is a really nice place, [he repeated, still looking around.] You come from a family of status? Or is this from business?
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[As does every noble family in Union, honestly, so that really only means so much. But Lenna's the type to believe that sort of thing wholeheartedly without any thought to the obvious ulterior motives of claiming something like that.]
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Is that right? No wonder you sound like someone who has a lot of influence here.
[It was something in the way she spoke, and in the way she carried herself, that leant itself to Kon's observation. He was a stranger in this city, so he ultimately knew nothing....but, interacting with the people often was the best way to learn.]
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[Up the stairs and back toward her chambers they go. She stops at the door.]
I'll go in and get the slippers for you. I'll only be a moment.
[This is, after all, her bedroom. Scandalous!]
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Hey, that's more than a lot of people have got-- don't knock it!
[She's definitely someone he's going to be keeping an eye on in the coming weeks, and he's certain that what ever she comes up with will be impressive.
But he's just going to wait outside her bedroom, cooling his heels against the wall. It truly was scandalous to enter the private chamber of a woman that he didn't know, especially if she was somebody of some importance!]
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Here you are. If you could make them like this, that would be wonderful. I'm afraid I don't know Rose's shoe size, but she's around my height.
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Oh, wow-- those are cute! And they...what, they're Fire-typed, right? [A grin.] They're definitely perfect for cold nights!
Thing about slippers is that we don't need to be too exact, so some guess work shouldn't be much of a problem for your friend at all.
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[Lenna giggles a little as he pokes the ears. She really is fond of these.]
That sounds wonderful. I'll leave these with you, then, and you can drop them off here with the other pair anytime. Be sure to let me know ahead of time, though - I want to be able to surprise Rose.
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I'll take good care of them, [He promised, grinning.] And I'll give you some warning before I drop 'em off. You think that Redwall place is safe to set up shop until things in the city get cleared up?
[He didn't want to be in the way...but he didn't want to lose them either.]
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[Lenna just trusts people like that. He could steal them, skip town, and never be seen again, but it's not even in her nature to consider that. Of course, at the same time, what would he want with a used pair of women's slippers anyway?]
Yes, I think it should be fine. Ask for Martin, he's the one in charge there. I'm certain he'd be happy to have you, especially if you can help with some of the repairs.
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Martin. Right, I'll remember that. Hopefully there'll be no trouble.
Thanks for the tip, Lenna. And the job. I like keeping busy with little things like this.
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[Lenna thinks highly of Rose even though they've only known each other for a short time.]
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And that just makes the job even sweeter. Let's hope they come out as good as the ones your friend made for you.
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