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Tweak says, "OMGYAY!!!"

Colonel Rawdon Crawley (cpt_crawley) wrote in spinningcompass,
@ 2020-05-11 23:32:00

Entry tags:

blank, brynhild, jacob frye, scarlet, shepard, sophia peletier (oe), suzume

Who: OPEN
Where: Bryn's club
When: Evening, May 11th
What: Surprise party for Sophia!
Open: Yes
Rating: TBD

When Sophia first arrived at the club, she would find only Rawdon sitting with two champagne glasses and a bottle. She might notice the party decorations, but Rawdon would have left the lights off everywhere except just at the area he was occupying.

After initial greetings of 'happy birthday' and so on, Rawdon popped the cork on the champagne - and everyone else knew that that was their cue to leap out of their hiding places, for the club lights to switch on, the music to start, and everyone to shout "SURPRISE!"

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Bryn/Jacob

derailedatrain
2020-05-20 07:49 am UTC (link)

"I've never shied away from the difficult, I simply tend toward restlessness in mind and body." His twin would have made several jokes then about Jacob and his attention span when things were not explicitly about him. Evie was at least understanding with her teasing, it never came from somewhere cruel, and she'd often done her best to help him in the times when he'd fallen short of their father's expectations. He did the same for her when he could. He hoped she was living a happy life with Henry in India, she'd seemed so happy during his visit.

"Not sure I have had enough time to grow restless enough to start considering new skills. But I may have a talent for carving, I have a way with knives." And to illustrate his point he turned his wrist, exposing the underside of his gauntlet as he extended his hidden blade. Of course, as soon as he'd had it out he flexed his arm and made it retract with that same metallic scraping sound. "Or maybe I just have a lot of knives. I will have to get back to you about a design."

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brynhild_ingouf
2020-05-20 10:49 am UTC (link)

Bryn started nodding when he mentioned carving, but whatever she was going to say died on her lips, when his blade ejected from his sleeve. And then retracted. She had known he was a deadly one. It was her turn to get gooseflesh. She shivered. And it wasn't entirely in a bad way. She backed up a step and started fanning her face lightly.

"I'm going to be forward and say that was a very odd thunderous turn on. And one of the weirdest ones ever." Her words were slightly lisped as her fangs had clicked down out of their sheathes. She leaned down tossing her braided hair down in front of her, as she breathed. Maybe it was partially fear based? But the vampire could say that there wasn't much that scared her. "If my heart beat was faster it would be slamming against the inside of my chest right now." She admitted with a chuckle.

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Bryn/Jacob

derailedatrain
2020-05-20 05:00 pm UTC (link)

Jacob laughed, he couldn't help himself. It shouldn't have surprised him, many of the women in the Rooks had responded in the same way to him after seeing him work, though their interest had been less obvious. And there were the ladies who frequented the fight clubs who stared at him like they wanted to devour him after his victories. Other Assassins didn't seem to be immune either, he was fairly certain that the child his fiancée was carrying had been conceived the night they'd gotten a little overexcited and cut her skirts and corset from her with his hidden blade. She had a blade of her own and knew how to use it, the other women had been him fight, Bryn just seemed excited by the idea. That was new.

"If you have a fondness for blades, I have several on me, if you'd like to see them." He offered with a smile. Maybe he shouldn't have been encouraging her, but Jacob was very good at bad ideas. "If it was just that one, well, I have excellent news for you about our dear Captain Kenway and that gauntlet you've seen him wearing. Ask him nicely and he might show it to you. It might be more fun than his pirate stories."

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brynhild_ingouf
2020-05-20 08:31 pm UTC (link)

Bryn slowly stood straight. Humor in the her narrowed eyes, she 'glared' at him. "You know some would say you are a cock tease." There would be no relaxing her upper jaw enough to retract her fangs for some time. But she chuckled. The sharper teeth had slid smoothly, and seamlessly if you didn't have a microscope, in place elongating her canine teeth.

"It is more the danger behind the blade than the blade itself. But... If you show me yours I'll show you mine." She stayed a good distance from him as she moved to a wall just before the kitchen started. Not that she was afraid of him, or what he'd do. But she'd made a promise, to him, and she aimed to keep it. "It doesn't hurt the fact that I've been reading some steamy novels that are considered 'bodice rippers'."

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derailedatrain
2020-05-20 08:55 pm UTC (link)

"Bodice rippers?" He made himself ask rather than making some sort of joke about what she called him. It may have revealed that he was not as picky about what was between his lovers' legs as society would have liked him to be, and he wasn't entirely sure if that was a safe thing to admit on the station. The lower number of people who knew the safer he felt back in London, though he doubted he would have been thrown into prison for life if he'd been caught on the station. "I can't say I'm familiar with that term but that does sound rather intriguing as I someone who has ripped a few bodices in his time and often found it very enjoyable."

He pulled his coat open more, showing that he was as armed as he implied. On one thigh was his kukri, the handle of the blade started at his hip and the point stopped just below his knee, the leather of the sheath close enough to the color of his trousers that it didn't stand out if someone caught a peek while he was walking. On the other thigh and snugly set in that same leather was a row of eight throwing knives and above that on his hip was the holster for his Self-Loading Pistol Model 1868. There were other things on his belt as well, they looked like grenades, round ones on one side of the belt and more cylindrical ones on the other. Of course, there were more things hidden in his coat and in his boot but he had to leave some mystery.

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brynhild_ingouf
2020-05-21 03:25 am UTC (link)

"They're romance novels that lean more towards the getting to the sex part, than actual story. Some of them can be very bad, as in throw them out the nearest port hole bad, but some of them... Can be..." It was right about then that she noticed the kukri. If her hand hadn't been on the wall she would have easily slid to her knees.

Bryn gave herself a little shake. "Some of them do very well at erm, starting fires and stroking embers." She finally lifted her gaze back to meet his and gave him a grin, quite proud of her innuendo. "I'll let you borrow one if you'd like." She did her very best not to point out that if anyone were to walk into the room and only see just over his shoulder, they would probably think he was giving her a peek at something else. "But it is a good thing you are not easy. With that large coat so packed with sharp pointy things, a girl could step into your personal space and have her pick." Of course she refrained and pressed her hand against some pads she'd had installed. Flinching slightly, with a hiss that was given away because of her fangs.

The wall behind her popped back and slid away. "Your collection is very impressive though."

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derailedatrain
2020-05-21 04:01 am UTC (link)

"Ooh, we are having fun now aren't we?" Jacob chuckled, letting his coat fall back into place. "I do need to brush up on my reading, seems I'll have the time now. I'd appreciate any recommendations that will keep me away from looking at any twentieth-century history books." He'd never encountered a woman who was so excited about a man with a weapon, or who was excited in the way she seemed to be. He wasn't sure if this was a great thing or if the universe was trying to show him a massive red flag and he was just too blind to see it.

Maybe he'd ask Edward, after all she was drooling over him first.

"If Kenway and I can decide on an armory you'll, of course, be welcome to come take a tour," he said watching the walls move. "Until them we both have to keep our collections down to what we can carry on us."

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brynhild_ingouf
2020-05-21 06:08 am UTC (link)

"Well, my knees were weak Jacob. And you can hardly blame me." She teased lightly, her shoulders lifted slightly in a delicate shrug. "And I have just the starter book for you. But before I get you that, welcome to my armory. And storage... And a bit of a library." It was mostly storage. It had to be for her to be able to have two working clubs, and keep them stocked. Bryn stepped back into the room, beckoning him to follow. There were many barrels and boxes and storage for wines. There was also one whole wall that was taken up by shelves of books, most of them aged, the spines covered in illegible scawl or ancient languages.

Then on a second wall housed swords of different shapes and sizes and axes, all held up by different brackets. There were also shields. All of it looked well used, and old. Aged back from when she still took 'spoils of battle' before she realized how unimportant it was. There were only three items that seemed to hold importance. A sword and shield that were housed on a pedestal and a large battle axe that shared it, stored away from the others. As if it were kept so one could come in and grab it, and go.

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derailedatrain
2020-05-21 06:33 am UTC (link)

He followed her without hesitation, his eyes drawn to the weapons right away. He couldn't help himself, there was hardly anything that felt better than a well-made weapon in his hand doing exactly what it had been made for. Not that he was snobbish about it, he was happy enough to kill a man with a broken chair leg if he had the opportunity, but as with his coat and with her living space, he appreciated craftsmanship.

He knew he looked a bit like a child in a sweets shop, eyes large and appreciative as he looked over the weapons. He kept his hands to himself, though it seemed that was particularly hard for him when his eyes fell on the axes, fingers flexing a little. He knew better than to ask to pick one up as his problem would be putting it back down again and not reaching for every other weapon in the room. "Bryn, this is glorious," he said when he looked back to her, his eyes falling to the weapons on special display. "Something like this, exactly what I need."

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brynhild_ingouf
2020-05-21 07:44 am UTC (link)

"Well, probably without all the booze. This would be enough to probably do both you and Edward in, possibly a hundred times over. You can touch anything you want to touch. The only ones that are still sharp are the sword, and axe there." She nodded toward the items on the pedestal. "Just be careful with the sword, my daughter needs it soon, when she gets married, and it's freshly sharpened." She figured he knew how to handle blades, with as many as he had on his person.

Bryn leaned against one of the bookshelves and just watched him. Her arms crossed loosely over her chest. "I'll even let you keep one of the ones on the wall, if you can find one that is well weighted to you." There were longswords, short swords, scimitars, halberds, all ranging from the ninth century until swords became obsolete chachkis. Dust collectors.

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derailedatrain
2020-05-21 08:07 am UTC (link)

"I may have spoken too soon about not being able to be bought." He said with a light smile and quick wink before returning his attention to the wall. "We were taught sword combat in our teen years, mostly rapiers, but even then we knew they were on the way out. I was desperate to get my hands on firearms instead, but they were much too loud for the work we were supposed to be learning. I did eventually get my pistols, but smaller blades, ones that can be concealed or simply ones you can hide under a coat, and the ones in the canes, that is where my heart decided to stay. Them and my collection of brass knuckles since sometimes one needs to hit someone else very hard."

He picked up one of the short swords, giving it a little spin. It was apparent that he knew what he was doing with it, but it didn't quite match up with what he was looking for. He put it back carefully before much more carefully picking up a halberd. "Sentimental then? These are not collector's showpieces. Are you planning on going to war again, shieldmaiden?"

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brynhild_ingouf
2020-05-21 08:55 am UTC (link)

Bryn couldn't help but laugh. "Well, I'm not trying to buy you. I'm simply being neighborly." Like offering a cup of milk or sugar. In this case it was something sharp and pointy. She had admired his collection, why not add to it with something older? And possibly from his own people.

She watched him swing the sword. "I've tried using the knuckles, they hurt more than helped, but I can hit pretty hard without aid." It was part of what she was. Stronger and faster than she had been when she was human, though that had waned a little as she'd gotten older. She wasn't nearly as strong as she had been when she'd been first made. "No, they came with my things when I arrived here. And they seem... not as good as what other people have to offer so I've never offered them. They are simply weapons I've taken from people I bested in battle, across the european nations. Except the ones on the pedestal. That sword, my husband made for me to replace the one he gave me when we were wed. The shield is one I made myself before our first raid together. And that was his battle axe. Everything else.... I have no attachment to. It's just hard to not take care of them at least a little."

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derailedatrain
2020-05-22 06:10 am UTC (link)

He didn't doubt that she could hip pretty hard. That was part of the stories, wasn't it? Undead creatures were supposedly incredibly physically strong. Then again they were supposedly horrible grotesque monsters out to kill innocent young maidens and wayward young men. She was far too beautiful in his eyes to match any part of that description. He settled on the old stories being nonsense and wisely put the halberd back before he did any damage to anything.

"No point in letting them fall into disrepair, you may need them again. Either to fight with or as a way to bribe two very handsome gentlemen of a certain occupation to do your bidding." He picked up one of the scimitars, testing the edge of it with his thumb, thankfully not breaking the skin. He did a small test swing with it, a smile coming to his face as he enjoyed the weight and balance of the weapon. "Well, you can bribe one with these, the other might prefer the rum but he could probably do with another set of swords. He's still in the middle of his battles as far as I understand it, not a great deal of time for maintenance. I've had the time to take care of my weapons."

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brynhild_ingouf
2020-05-22 07:28 am UTC (link)

"I might have to make due with one of them, until I have a new one made for myself." But she was more apt to use something closer to what she did already. "But I haven't decided which, yet." A slow smile turned up her lips as he tested the one scimitar. Knowing full well that it's twin sat, hanging on the other side of the group of swords.

"Do you think you could swing two at once? Because the fellow I took that one off had another just like it." Bryn was not so blinded by a certain blonde pirate not to take note that Jacob looked very good with just the one sword in his hand. She drew her lower lip between her teeth, which allowed her fangs to draw narrow beads of blood from it.

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derailedatrain
2020-05-22 08:05 am UTC (link)

"Twin swords, hm? Fitting, it is only a shame that my twin sister isn't here. It might be more impressive to see the pair of us carrying them, but I think I can manage two." He said, carefully putting the sword back for a moment. He set to undoing his bracer and then slipping it off so his coat could follow. He hung them over one of the long swords and quickly rolled his sleeves up to his elbows before taking up the scimitar again, it taking him only a moment to find the twin and take it in his free hand.

Once he had them both in hand and decided they were comfortable in his hands he stepped back so there was no chance of him hitting anything. He gave one an experimental twirl and then that seemed to please him he did the other. Finally, he did them both together with an ease that suggested he wasn't simply telling tales when he spoke of training with swords from a young age. He did eventually slow and come to a stop, still smiling as he looked over them. "I prefer getting in a little closer, but I can see the appeal of these."

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brynhild_ingouf
2020-05-22 08:54 am UTC (link)

That would have been impressive. Seeing two wield would have been a beautiful sight. Especially if she was as pretty as he. As it was she caused a good bit of damage to her lower lip before she took her fangs out of it and simply let it be.

"It's times like these that I wish I were still human, I'd go blade to blade against you, just to see how good you really were. But, they are yours. I have sheaths for them, they strap onto the back, so you might be able to still wear your coat with them. Though it may need altering for you to freely pull them out without hangup." Bryn made herself shiver at the picture that made. "If you're not careful you might end up with just as much appeal as the Captain."

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derailedatrain
2020-05-23 04:24 am UTC (link)

"It's the accent, isn't it?" He asked, glancing back to her. When he spoke again it wasn't his usual Sussex tones but instead a surprisingly accurate south Wales accent, not at all mocking the way Edward tended to sound. "No, it can't be that, I think we can both agree that my voice is better." He dropped it fairly quickly, fairly certain that his Welsh grandmother was going to rise from the grave and come after him for playing about. "It must be the blonde hair. That, I'm afraid, I'm unwilling to match so it seems I'm to remain heartbroken and alone."

He looked back down to the swords, his tone moving away from playful and closer to serious, "Again, you're being incredibly generous. I don't have much to offer you in return, I'm afraid. You have my pledge of service already, something that only expires when I do. Of course, if you see something of mine that strikes your fancy you are welcome to it. Save my bracer, of course, that I cannot give away, but the kukri or perhaps the cane sword I have back in my room. I don't imagine you'd have much use for my hats and coats but they are there as well."

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brynhild_ingouf
2020-05-23 05:25 am UTC (link)

Bryn chuckled softly. Oh did he have her spot on. She placed her hand over her heart as if wounded. "As much as I loathe to admit to it, I do have a type. Thor is blonde, and the man I cheated on him is blonde, the woman that I cheated on with Thor was blonde. All different body types, and eye color. The last brunette that was able to get into my pants did so because he's a charming adorable little shit and I couldn't help myself when he sat on my lap." She threw him a cheeky grin. "So, you know, if you ever need an itch scratched, and you haven't found anyone to woo you, and I'm not being incredibly mad and trying my hand at monogamy again, you're welcome to try sitting on my lap." It was her way of saying that he was definitely a charming little shit.

But then she sobered again. "I don't give you the swords because I want anything from you. It is because it is clear you know how to use them, and I know that they will likely be used by you, that is better than gathering dust in here. I've never tried my hand at crossdress, not even when I was a bawd, and I don't know if I ever will. I like daring someone to be offended by me being a woman doing the things I do." It would probably get her in trouble one day, but so far, she'd been able to get out of every scrape she'd been in.

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derailedatrain
2020-05-23 05:53 am UTC (link)

"I can't say I've ever sat in a woman's lap before as a method of wooing her." Usually women liked to sit in his lap, especially after a fight. He'd collapse on one of Topping's couches while he waited for the man to get his winnings together and invariably one young woman or another would come in with a bowl of water and a cloth either to clean up the occasional wound or to cool him down. They would sit in his lap and tell him how incredible he was in the ring, that had been all it took when he first started fighting in the London rings. The older he got the more he found himself resisting, half of it had been his love not leaving him alone for a second once he was out of the ring, either hanging on him or having him in one of the back rooms to make her claim obvious, but the rest was simply that anonymous tumbles weren't as satisfying as it used to be. "I will have to try that the next time I find myself lonely."

Jacob shrugged and moved to hang the swords up so he could get his coat and bracer back on, "I don't mean to make it sound as if I suspect your kindness is transactional, I don't believe that your generosity so far has been conditional. I've just always believed that when someone does you a kindness you should do them a kindness in return. This is the first time in years I haven't had something apparent to offer." He glanced back at her once his coat was back on, "Of course, if you want it, you will always have my support in upsetting anyone who would be upset about you doing anything considered exclusive to men."

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brynhild_ingouf
2020-05-23 07:41 am UTC (link)

A little mischief sparkle in her eye when he said he would try it if he felt lonely. "You could try it with others too. Most women, if they are completely human, wouldn't be able to hold your weight for long, but." She put emphasis on the but. "If you wee to hold your weight in your legs, and only sat the roundness of your backside on her thighs, like you were squatting, then that might lead to an interesting night." It would absolutely lead to better access for whomever he found interest in. He would know better than she what a man could handle. But she also knew he probably didn't have any interest in her besides to flirt.

Bryn stepped forward as he began putting the swords away. "Your friendship is enough for me." There was only kindness in her tone, as she toed the baseboard, clicking open a drawer that held the swords hilts. "Do you want me to keep them here until you and Edward find an armory? Or would you like to take them with you?" In the drawer with the hilts were a few athames, the hilt's carved with Norse runes, and different animals. "Though, should you see me about to get myself in trouble, as I've had a problem with self destruction since the beginning of this past November, I would welcome an intervention. I have another friend that has an odd habit of finding me when I am in need of saving from myself, he might could use the aid. I almost hit him with a table last time."

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derailedatrain
2020-05-23 08:00 am UTC (link)

"Oh, you didn't know? Nearly getting hit with a table by a beautiful woman is one of my fantasies." He said quickly. Jacob hid enough from his own feelings that he understood her self-destructive streak, he usually covered his with aggressive flirting, humor or throwing himself off something very tall when no one would face him in the ring. He gave her a genuine smile, "Let's look after each other, hmm? The easiest way to forget about your own troubled feelings is to deal with someone else's. It seems to be working for me and Kenway."

He pulled the bracer back on and secured it on his arm with a nod, "And yes, if you would hold them here for me I would appreciate it. They deserve better than sitting in the back of my closet waiting for us to agree on a place. It shouldn't be too long."

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brynhild_ingouf
2020-05-23 08:56 am UTC (link)

The lack of hesitation, he was one of those that would worm his way in a person's heart quickly, one way or another. And she doubted a single person was sorry for it either. "That sounds like a good plan. And perhaps we will keep out of trouble. Or get in deeper, which might not be too bad." As long as the other had company to watch the other's back.

Bryn nodded. Of course she would. And if he changed his mind he was allowed to. She toed the drawer closed. "Jacob, it's early yet, but would you do me the honor of coming to my daughters wedding? It's going to be as traditionally Norse as it can be, which means it may be a week long, and rather bloody, but there will be plenty of food, drink and merriment."

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derailedatrain
2020-05-23 09:18 am UTC (link)

"At the very least we will be arrested together." Jacob chuckled a little. "Though in that case we should make ourselves a wealthy friend on the off chance we need to be bailed out." Though he was fairly certain that between the pair of them any policeman or other kind of law enforcement wouldn't survive an encounter. Freddy couldn't get upset with him for it if it happened through some strange door, he would never have to know.

The invitation was a surprise but not an unwelcome one. More than likely he would be there as some form of emotional support for her but he found he enjoyed weddings and could only imagine how wild a Norse wedding could be. He could help keep her from doing anything too foolish and he could enjoy the party. Everyone would be getting what they wanted. "I would be honored to attend. You will have to explain some of the customs to me but I would be happy to go."

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brynhild_ingouf
2020-05-23 11:11 am UTC (link)

"See there is an upside to having a vampire for a friend. I could glamour the guards and make them forget we were ever there. Or maye the arresting officers wonder why they were there in the first place." Oh, she knew she was an enabler, she didn't have to be told. Trouble with a capital T. "Or... I could bite them all and fill their systems with enough venom that all they want to do is have sex with each other. You know. Whatever the mood is that day?" It wasn't as if they couldn't just rush through the door until things were forgotten. But that seemed less fun.

"It'll be done all in English I think. Her husband to be is American, from 2013, it's mostly about the feasts and the company, and the rituals of course." Some sacrifices of already acquired animals. "But it's nothing like a christian ceremony, except for the exchange of rings." Though Bryn was almost sure the romans had taken that part of their ceremony as their own. Like they had many other things.

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derailedatrain
2020-05-23 04:44 pm UTC (link)

Jacob tilted his head to the side for a moment, trying not to think too hard about what she could do to policemen in their way. He just tended to kill them or knock them out, Evie somehow managed to avoid them or get them to work with her. Making them forget or desire each other was something beyond the realm of possibility for him. That level of power was impressive and perhaps a little troubling, but largely useful. He'd keep that knowledge in his back pocket for later, it might come in handy one day.

"You mentioned bloody." He reminded her. "Do you mean in the sense of sacrifices or in battles to the death?" Not that he was spoiling for a fight, though he had mentioned fighting rings to Edward and he'd asked if he was already getting restless. He'd denied it but maybe the pirate wasn't wrong to question him. It wasn't like he had a ship or some other goal to work toward just yet and there were no targets on the station so far so he would have to keep himself entertained.

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