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lostcarnival2017-02-10 01:41 pm
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Who: Lambert and YOU
Where: The Carnival
When: During the downtime between Atlantis and their next world.
What: Any Witcher worth his salt knows the first thing you should do when you're in an unfamiliar environment: get the lay of the land.
1. not the nurse you're looking for
[ You might have come into the medical tent looking for supplies or something else. If you were looking for Zecora, prepare to be disappointed because there's a scarred man scowling heavily as he clatters around the place, not working on anything in particular.
He doesn't seem to register there's someone else around -- or is he just straight up ignoring you??? ]
2. by the woods
[ With the carnival no longer water-logged, Lambert's taken a walk of the perimeter, even stepped into the edge of the woods, but he hasn't tried to press any further, although he's stood and looked at it for some time.
There's no sense letting his skills get rusty, so he mostly spends the time-- night or day-- sparring invisible enemies, steel sword flashing as he weaves it through the air.
When he's not swinging a sword around, you'll find him sitting on the dirt, legs folded under him and eyes closed. ]
3. getting to know you?
[ Lambert doesn't normally care about getting to know people, but he also normally doesn't stay anywhere longer than a few months, either. And that's at Kaer Morhen, where he can always get blind drunk and fuck off into the woods and kill some drowners if he needs to let off some steam instead of dealing with the other Witcher.
If he's going to be here for a year and a day? He's going to at least need to know names.
So wherever you are, whatever you're up to, you might notice a newcomer watching you for a few moments before he speaks up. ]
So what do you do around here?
4. wildcard!
[ If we discussed a previous scenario or you just want to do something not covered here, go for it! I'll match whatever prose style you go with. ]
Where: The Carnival
When: During the downtime between Atlantis and their next world.
What: Any Witcher worth his salt knows the first thing you should do when you're in an unfamiliar environment: get the lay of the land.
1. not the nurse you're looking for
[ You might have come into the medical tent looking for supplies or something else. If you were looking for Zecora, prepare to be disappointed because there's a scarred man scowling heavily as he clatters around the place, not working on anything in particular.
He doesn't seem to register there's someone else around -- or is he just straight up ignoring you??? ]
2. by the woods
[ With the carnival no longer water-logged, Lambert's taken a walk of the perimeter, even stepped into the edge of the woods, but he hasn't tried to press any further, although he's stood and looked at it for some time.
There's no sense letting his skills get rusty, so he mostly spends the time-- night or day-- sparring invisible enemies, steel sword flashing as he weaves it through the air.
When he's not swinging a sword around, you'll find him sitting on the dirt, legs folded under him and eyes closed. ]
3. getting to know you?
[ Lambert doesn't normally care about getting to know people, but he also normally doesn't stay anywhere longer than a few months, either. And that's at Kaer Morhen, where he can always get blind drunk and fuck off into the woods and kill some drowners if he needs to let off some steam instead of dealing with the other Witcher.
If he's going to be here for a year and a day? He's going to at least need to know names.
So wherever you are, whatever you're up to, you might notice a newcomer watching you for a few moments before he speaks up. ]
So what do you do around here?
4. wildcard!
[ If we discussed a previous scenario or you just want to do something not covered here, go for it! I'll match whatever prose style you go with. ]
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"To bad decisions, then. Usually other people's."
Because oh boy, are Childermass' bad decisions come far and few between compared to pretty much everyone else he knows.
no subject
"Well, Mr. Childermass, as entertaining as this has been, I think I'd better take my leave. Still have the rest of our coworkers to meet and all that." A touch unsteadily, he pushes himself to his feet, giving him a wave with a flick of his fingers.
"Let me know if you ever want to grab a drink again. I'd be more than happy to take you up on the offer."