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I don't know. I thought about trying to send text, but it felt weird to be like...
[Hold on.]
Dear Zoya...
[Hold on...]
See? That feels weird. But anyway, yeah - I'm fine. I was running an errand... trying to find a tree Dragana told me about. But it's not in the town anymore, which kind of wrenches my plans. I took on a commission from them.
[Hold on.]
Dear Zoya...
[Hold on...]
See? That feels weird. But anyway, yeah - I'm fine. I was running an errand... trying to find a tree Dragana told me about. But it's not in the town anymore, which kind of wrenches my plans. I took on a commission from them.
[ She finds him so funny; the best part is that it's always unintentional. ]
Dragana wants you to find a tree that doesn't exist anymore.
[ If it comes across dubious, it's because that's how Zoya feels. That… honestly sounds like a prank to her. Zoya frowns. ]
Did you piss her off?
Dragana wants you to find a tree that doesn't exist anymore.
[ If it comes across dubious, it's because that's how Zoya feels. That… honestly sounds like a prank to her. Zoya frowns. ]
Did you piss her off?
That's the thing, it's... I don't think that it's on purpose.
[At least, he hopes not. Weird wild goose chase theory aside...]
I'm going to ask around, but it seems like there used to be a tree. And it's from the top of that tree I said I'd sketch a view. Which is infinitely more complicated now that it's gone but... I figure, what else do I have to do around here?
[At least, he hopes not. Weird wild goose chase theory aside...]
I'm going to ask around, but it seems like there used to be a tree. And it's from the top of that tree I said I'd sketch a view. Which is infinitely more complicated now that it's gone but... I figure, what else do I have to do around here?
[ What do any of them have to do around here other than fight and fuck?
Zoya can't help her sigh—it comes across in her thoughts. Is this a test of perseverance? Did Dragana pose this challenge to him to see if he'd give up at the first sign of the tree actually no longer being there? If Juris was here, she's sure he'd insist on not giving her an actual answer, but imply that not everything is as easy as a military order.
Nothing is ever easy when there's magic involved. ]
Did she stipulate you had to sketch it while in a tree? Or that you needed to sketch it from that particular angle and used the tree as an indicator?
Zoya can't help her sigh—it comes across in her thoughts. Is this a test of perseverance? Did Dragana pose this challenge to him to see if he'd give up at the first sign of the tree actually no longer being there? If Juris was here, she's sure he'd insist on not giving her an actual answer, but imply that not everything is as easy as a military order.
Nothing is ever easy when there's magic involved. ]
Did she stipulate you had to sketch it while in a tree? Or that you needed to sketch it from that particular angle and used the tree as an indicator?
[ She can't help but laugh. Heights and Zoya are OTP. ]
I used to drive an airship. Send it up into the air and keep it afloat amongst the clouds. When we first arrived, I sent a man up into the canopy, but that was very brief.
[ And he was very naked. Maybe not a detail that needs to be shared. But she is starting to get an idea, which, well… It all depends on whether Wesley really does like heights. ]
You'd need a very sturdy ladder, and one that will set you above the canopy, not in line with it. Unless Dragana wants you to draw leaves?
I used to drive an airship. Send it up into the air and keep it afloat amongst the clouds. When we first arrived, I sent a man up into the canopy, but that was very brief.
[ And he was very naked. Maybe not a detail that needs to be shared. But she is starting to get an idea, which, well… It all depends on whether Wesley really does like heights. ]
You'd need a very sturdy ladder, and one that will set you above the canopy, not in line with it. Unless Dragana wants you to draw leaves?
The window thing is making more sense now.
[Flying. Sending people flying. He connects the dots, Zoya.]
As long as I can see over the wall, I think I can capture what I was asked to... Mm, now if we only had an airship. Or what would be the next closest thing?
[Flying. Sending people flying. He connects the dots, Zoya.]
As long as I can see over the wall, I think I can capture what I was asked to... Mm, now if we only had an airship. Or what would be the next closest thing?
A platform, maybe. Or a box, if you needed a ledge to sketch on.
[ While it may seem like she's taking the piss, Zoya is considering how he can go up into the air, remain safe, and sketch comfortably. When she had sent Nate up, it'd been improvised quickly and in a rush. He'd only needed to be up within the canopy for a few seconds. This sounds like it'll need more time. ]
How long does it take for you to sketch something in detail?
[ While it may seem like she's taking the piss, Zoya is considering how he can go up into the air, remain safe, and sketch comfortably. When she had sent Nate up, it'd been improvised quickly and in a rush. He'd only needed to be up within the canopy for a few seconds. This sounds like it'll need more time. ]
How long does it take for you to sketch something in detail?
I can get the basics in five to ten minutes, but if I could I'd stay longer. Twenty, maybe?
[Ya boy can get lost in the sauce when allowed to stay without a time limit.]
Do you think we could try testing it? Worst case is we fail and the locals watch us do it, but. I'm game if you are.
[Ya boy can get lost in the sauce when allowed to stay without a time limit.]
Do you think we could try testing it? Worst case is we fail and the locals watch us do it, but. I'm game if you are.
You can draw something in that short of a time?
[ If she sounds incredulous (and a little impressed), that's because she is. Zoya's stick figures are epic, but they take half a day to complete. ]
We can try, but I'm wondering if we see if someone could make us something sturdy. I'm not exactly known for getting my hands callused.
[ And she doesn't particularly want him to fall and break his neck. Even if the Duchess can bring people back, that means Zoya's going to be all alone in their shared room. She's great company, but she's not sunshine like Wesley. ]
[ If she sounds incredulous (and a little impressed), that's because she is. Zoya's stick figures are epic, but they take half a day to complete. ]
We can try, but I'm wondering if we see if someone could make us something sturdy. I'm not exactly known for getting my hands callused.
[ And she doesn't particularly want him to fall and break his neck. Even if the Duchess can bring people back, that means Zoya's going to be all alone in their shared room. She's great company, but she's not sunshine like Wesley. ]
We can shop around for ideas, try a few - call for help if and when we need it.
[It honestly... sounds kind of fun?]
Do you want a pastry, by the way? I'm bringing you one regardless of your answer, but answer now if you want something citrus over berry.
[It honestly... sounds kind of fun?]
Do you want a pastry, by the way? I'm bringing you one regardless of your answer, but answer now if you want something citrus over berry.
And if I answer in a moment?
[ Look, if he's going to be a pest, she only has to match his pestiness! ]
Either favour is fine. But what you end up using as a platform will probably need fabric… Some sort of sail I can use to make sure you're not getting the brunt of the air.
[ What Zoya's thinking of is something like a hot air balloon, even though she's not quite aware of what those are. ]
[ Look, if he's going to be a pest, she only has to match his pestiness! ]
Either favour is fine. But what you end up using as a platform will probably need fabric… Some sort of sail I can use to make sure you're not getting the brunt of the air.
[ What Zoya's thinking of is something like a hot air balloon, even though she's not quite aware of what those are. ]
As long as it isn't a long moment.
[But, see, she answers either which isn't so helpful; but it just means getting one of each and letting her take first pick. He's getting used to the bartering economy here, and art itself only goes so far - he's going to have to get invested in a job sooner than later. Can't live in the boarding house forever, right? (Ha ha).]
An upward blowing sail? Now I'm intrigued. I better not blow away like a leaf.
[But, see, she answers either which isn't so helpful; but it just means getting one of each and letting her take first pick. He's getting used to the bartering economy here, and art itself only goes so far - he's going to have to get invested in a job sooner than later. Can't live in the boarding house forever, right? (Ha ha).]
An upward blowing sail? Now I'm intrigued. I better not blow away like a leaf.
If you do, I'll be sure to strike you down with the gentlest bolt of lightning.
[ Because lightning's known for its softness.
She thinks she has an idea, but Zoya needs a little more time with it. She's not an inventor, but she likes to think she can improvise sometimes. ]
And berry. See? Long moment wasn't so long, was it? But does that mean you're going to have citrus just so you're not matching me?
[ Because lightning's known for its softness.
She thinks she has an idea, but Zoya needs a little more time with it. She's not an inventor, but she likes to think she can improvise sometimes. ]
And berry. See? Long moment wasn't so long, was it? But does that mean you're going to have citrus just so you're not matching me?
Maybe we could split both half and half and be twins, you never know.
[He's already on his way, but a moment of studious consideration of pastry choices may have bled through into his projected thoughts. He leans berry over citrus, but he will indeed share. But back to the lightning:]
We're sending up a mannequin first try. Just in case.
[He's already on his way, but a moment of studious consideration of pastry choices may have bled through into his projected thoughts. He leans berry over citrus, but he will indeed share. But back to the lightning:]
We're sending up a mannequin first try. Just in case.
[ He's such an innocent lamb.
She laughs loudly. ]
Just one mannequin? I'm so grateful you trust me to get it right after one.
[ Zoya knows she's the best. She knows she's capable of almost anything she puts her mind to. But Wesley isn't asking her to go to battle and win it. He's asking her to hold him up so he can sketch a picture as a favour to the Duchess. While it has its own political angle, it's not a war. Zoya only knows how she works best when she's in the middle of a fight.
She'll definitely be sending up more than one mannequin. Surely Genya has a few ugly ones to spare? ]
She laughs loudly. ]
Just one mannequin? I'm so grateful you trust me to get it right after one.
[ Zoya knows she's the best. She knows she's capable of almost anything she puts her mind to. But Wesley isn't asking her to go to battle and win it. He's asking her to hold him up so he can sketch a picture as a favour to the Duchess. While it has its own political angle, it's not a war. Zoya only knows how she works best when she's in the middle of a fight.
She'll definitely be sending up more than one mannequin. Surely Genya has a few ugly ones to spare? ]
You're making me doubtful.
[Said in a mockingly chastising way, but - he's back at the boarding house and heading up to their cozy little room. He's got two pastries wrapped in newsprint, and a bottle of something sweet - maybe a little too sweet to pair together, but when someone tries to upsell him it's hard for him to say no.]
You back yet? I am.
[Said in a mockingly chastising way, but - he's back at the boarding house and heading up to their cozy little room. He's got two pastries wrapped in newsprint, and a bottle of something sweet - maybe a little too sweet to pair together, but when someone tries to upsell him it's hard for him to say no.]
You back yet? I am.
Saints, you walk fast.
[ Granted, Zoya had gotten distracted—not that she'll ever admit it. Wesley's untrustworthy with such information, bound to wield it against her in the near future in the most obnoxious way possible. ]
Give me a few minutes. Not all of us have obnoxiously long, efficient legs like you.
[ But she will arrive a handful of minutes later, skin a little flushed from being near a fire (and perhaps from walking faster), covered a little in soot, and her hair a frazzled mess. Unlike Wesley, she comes bearing nothing, but she likes to think the soft, warm breeze that follows her makes up for her lack of bringing anything to the table.
Anything physical. She's been thinking about his request since he mentioned it, and has started to piece it altogether in her mind. Fabric. Mannequins. All of it points to the Tailor—or tailor, if one isn't speaking of Genya Safin. ]
What's your favourite colour?
[ Granted, Zoya had gotten distracted—not that she'll ever admit it. Wesley's untrustworthy with such information, bound to wield it against her in the near future in the most obnoxious way possible. ]
Give me a few minutes. Not all of us have obnoxiously long, efficient legs like you.
[ But she will arrive a handful of minutes later, skin a little flushed from being near a fire (and perhaps from walking faster), covered a little in soot, and her hair a frazzled mess. Unlike Wesley, she comes bearing nothing, but she likes to think the soft, warm breeze that follows her makes up for her lack of bringing anything to the table.
Anything physical. She's been thinking about his request since he mentioned it, and has started to piece it altogether in her mind. Fabric. Mannequins. All of it points to the Tailor—or tailor, if one isn't speaking of Genya Safin. ]
What's your favourite colour?
Yellow?
[He answers her question with a question, sitting cross legged at the foot of his bed with his belongings scattered across it and the cork from the bottle between two fingers. He takes a sip, savors it and swallows before lifting the bottle to offer it her way.]
Or green. Sometimes blue. Why?
[He answers her question with a question, sitting cross legged at the foot of his bed with his belongings scattered across it and the cork from the bottle between two fingers. He takes a sip, savors it and swallows before lifting the bottle to offer it her way.]
Or green. Sometimes blue. Why?
So I know what fabrics to ask for at the tailor for your sails.
[ If they're sending him up in his own little makeshift not-airship, he should be using his colours, no? You can take Zoya away from the war, but she'll always be thinking about how to best declare yourself for battle.
Closing the door behind her, she gratefully takes the bottle and stands off to his side. She narrows her eyes slightly, peering down at him from over the lip. ]
Although, you should never wear yellow. It won't compliment you at all.
[ If they're sending him up in his own little makeshift not-airship, he should be using his colours, no? You can take Zoya away from the war, but she'll always be thinking about how to best declare yourself for battle.
Closing the door behind her, she gratefully takes the bottle and stands off to his side. She narrows her eyes slightly, peering down at him from over the lip. ]
Although, you should never wear yellow. It won't compliment you at all.
[ She can't help but regard him incredulously. ]
Not with those eyes.
[ Zoya has a thing about blue. It's her colour, and a colour that's served her well over the years. The fact that she has a roommate with blue eyes only feel like fate.
With amusement: ]
Why would you want to wear yellow when a nice blue or white would make your eyes stand out? You should be taking advantage of one of your best assets, not hiding it.
Not with those eyes.
[ Zoya has a thing about blue. It's her colour, and a colour that's served her well over the years. The fact that she has a roommate with blue eyes only feel like fate.
With amusement: ]
Why would you want to wear yellow when a nice blue or white would make your eyes stand out? You should be taking advantage of one of your best assets, not hiding it.
I was woefully unaware that yellow neutralizes blue. I've learned something.
[He smiles crookedly, but he'll probably heed her word. He's never put that much thought into making his own eyes pop - he's been dressed before, but never questioned why. Why he looked better to someone else in a certain outfit. Why he should wear it over others. 'A nice blue or white would make your eyes stand out is going to stay glued to his skull now. Neat.]
And I think you just called me handsome? I like that.
[He smiles crookedly, but he'll probably heed her word. He's never put that much thought into making his own eyes pop - he's been dressed before, but never questioned why. Why he looked better to someone else in a certain outfit. Why he should wear it over others. 'A nice blue or white would make your eyes stand out is going to stay glued to his skull now. Neat.]
And I think you just called me handsome? I like that.
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