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Deucalion is the demon wolf (demon_wolf) wrote in carnaval_logs,
@ 2013-09-19 20:18:00

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!convo (10), ~deucalion, ~odette stuart

Private convo between Deucalion and Odette
[Deucalion had survived his first dust storm, met a few rather exceptional people and managed to persuade a good number of civilians the freak show was worth watching even as he cringed inside. He found his job easy at the same time that he wanted to do the exact opposite of it.

He didn't like the road either. He preferred those times when he wasn't on duty, when he could wander the grounds, listen to the radio, think. Perhaps meet interesting people and avoid too many unexpected catastrophes. He did dislike a scuffle.

Now they were in a new place and he felt the need to explore it. It was noisier than the last town he hadn't bothered to learn the name of. He rested the tip of his cane on the ground and struck off.]

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myclarity
2013-09-19 07:01 pm UTC (link)

[Odette had been brought to the carnival not long before the dust storm hit. She had been caught inside it, watching as Faerie overtook everything in sight, everything untainted by its touch. At least, that's what she had seen. Her light had drawn someone to her who rescued her. She couldn't recall his name, but he was untouched by Arcadia. For now.

When the dust literally settled, Odette wandered. This place was so strange, as if plucked from a picture book or a movie and made more grim. As she walked, Odette came across a man walking with a cane. He must be blind, she concluded. She watched him quietly, seeing how he moved without human eyes.]

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demon_wolf
2013-09-21 06:28 am UTC (link)

[His walk was a little cautious on the uneven, unfamiliar, ground. He tested the surface with the cane at each step. He looked like any other blind man, a mix of vulnerable and bold.

He knew there was another close, if not watching him. He could hear her heart beat, detect her scent. It was a new scent to him, someone he hadn't met before then. Not surprising. There were many he hadn't met yet. Deucalion wasn't shy and he the fact she hadn't spoken didn't put him off.]

I prefer this weather. [he said mildly.]

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