[OPEN] fight fight fight!

[paladinforhire]

Who: Fridtjof and OPEN!
What: Fridtjof is bored. He imagines others are bored as well.
Where: Top deck, near the pool.
When: Day 6-8ish?
Warnings: Violence probably, but preferably controlled violence.


Around day 6 there's a poster that appears in various parts of the ship. It's clearly hand-drawn, but someone at least looks like they've put a lot of time into it.



The person in question is loitering around the area, leaning against a tree. There's a rough circle made out of dirt, large enough to be a modest arena. He's wearing his shiny blue and white armor with a blue and white shield on his back. He looks to be very bored and his rabbit-like ears are twitching, searching around for any sound. Sure, she said there were no monsters, but...

In any case he greets anyone approaching with a smile and a wave.

"Hello! Here to fight or here to watch?" He'll show off for people if they want, he's just trying to not be flashy.

Comments

[fauxcalors]

Furina nods slowly. "I see. I suppose that makes sense, in its own way," she says. "I can't say I've ever had...comrades, like that, but...I understand the sentiment. There are people I have a duty to as well, and while they don't require anything so direct from me as my presence on a battlefield, I would give everything for them."

Too forward, too direct? Mayhaps. But Furina is tired, and she's spoken nothing of the prophecy--her words to this stranger are perfectly poised and Archon Approved. Who is he going to be gossiping about her to, anyway? This much, and no more, is safe to share. She thinks. And it's...somehow easier to do, with him being a stranger. She doesn't know if she would have been able to be so frank to Neuvillette without more hesitation. The burden of expectation, and the weight of history...it does not exist here.

It's nice.

"Maybe, one day..." she says, gaze distant. "Maybe one day, I'll be able to travel." After all, hadn't Neuvillette promised her that her duty had reached its end? "After five hundred years spent in one place, it could be...nice, to see what the other nations have to offer."

If they ever get off this Ship, that is.

She smiles. "Of course, if that is my plan, I should probably brush up on my combat skills. Teyvat isn't the safest place out there to wander--I certainly wouldn't suggest taking to the roads unarmed if you ever happen to find yourself there."

[paladinforhire]

"Five hundred years? Your people must be very different to mine, indeed." She looks so much like a hyur... but so did someone else he knows and she's been alive for possibly thousands of years. He really has no place to judge.

Still... she sounds almost... lonely. "Ah, well. Unarmed is something I rarely am, whether it's with sword and shield or staff. Even when I'm a healer I still have combat options." Enough to injure at least, if not kill. Enough to stun and get away if he must. "Maybe one day we can see it together. I'm fond of visiting other places and seeing how other people live. It does make my homeland feel... a little restrictive, but I've long since accepted that to be the case."