Day 222 :: log/action spam :: [OPEN]

[amourtician]

Who: Jay and you!
Open: Open
When: Day 222
Where: around the apartments Jay's staying in, out towards the cottages, etc.
What: Jay's looking for instruments.
Format: log and action! Your choice!
Warnings: Swearing, likely. Will edit as needed.

[Jay's been bored, but he's found a way to alleviate that: he has decided he'll take up music again. This means he's been going around to people's houses and knocking politely.]

[Upon the door being opened, he'd put on his best smile and speak up.]

Darling! You wouldn't happen to have any musical instruments just, ah ... lying around unused, would you?

[Or something to that effect.]

Comments

[daughterofursa]

[Zuko slides open her door promptly enough at the knock, but her expression darkens the instant he addresses her as "darling."]

What do you want with anything like that?

[amourtician]

[Jay scowls at her.]

To play, darling! What else for?

[daughterofursa]

My name isn't "darling."

And how should I know? It sounds like a waste of time. [She might have been less critical if not for how she's being addressed.]

[amourtician]

Oh? Then what is it, dearest? Do enlighten me!

[daughterofursa]

It's Zuko. Don't call me anything else.

[amourtician]

[Jay bows.]

Very well, Zuko! I'm Jay. Do you still have no instruments handy?

[daughterofursa]

[She's skeptical of the change, but at least there weren't any endearments in that.]

... No. Can't say I've seen any either. You might have to spend shards on it.

[amourtician]

Hmph! Unfortunate.

[Jay sighs.]

[daughterofursa]

If it's that important to you, the cost shouldn't be such a big deal.

[amourtician]

I, er. Don't ... adventure much, darling. Ah. Zuko. I mean Zuko. Sorry, slip of the tongue.

[daughterofursa]

Then what do you do around here?

[amourtician]

Not get into constant fights! And, er. Read, I suppose.

[daughterofursa]

[Getting into fights? Is that what he thinks she does?]

Sounds like you're looking for a real relaxing end of the world, reading and playing the liuqin all day.

[amourtician]

[Jay barely restrains himself from sticking his tongue out at Zuko.]

I've had enough strife for three lifetimes! I just want things to be quiet and peaceful for once!

[daughterofursa]

You say that like you're the only one who wants that.

[amourtician]

Hmph! That's not fair, darling. I did not say others did not want it! They might, but not as badly as I do.

[daughterofursa]

Or maybe we want it more, since we're willing to work for it.

[amourtician]

[Jay glares.]

I'm not willing to go out and get myself killed, that's all! I want to live.

[daughterofursa]

[You want to have a glaring contest?]

Getting yourself killed and doing nothing aren't your only choices.

[amourtician]

They are, if you're not the fighting type! Eurgh.

[daughterofursa]

No, they aren't. My fighting isn't going to build a society, just protect it.

[amourtician]

How am I supposed to rebuild society, then? I can't have children and I'm no teacher! Nobody needs necromancers in their societ--

[He clamps a hand over his mouth, realising what he just blurted out. He didn't mean to get angry and let Zuko know what he was.]

[daughterofursa]

[Luckily for Jay, the revelation doesn't mean much to Zuko. Her expression barely changes.]

I don't know what a necromancer is, but we're short on plenty of skills. Healers, artisans, Rin does practically all of the cooking. Even common knowledge from your world might be useful here if it's something the rest of us don't know about.

[amourtician]

Well, ah-- I can cook, a little, but hardly enough to feed so many people!

I do have some medical skills, but they're hardly in high demand.

[daughterofursa]

Not today, but you never know when that's going to change.