[closed]

[stonefaith]

Date & Time: 01/13 - ???
Location: all over
Characters: Bariyan and: Feferi, Seviilia, possibly more to come
Summary: catch-all for a couple logs
Warnings: N/A

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01/12: bariyan and feferi, on the thames
01/13: bariyan and seviilia, at seviilia's cave
01/15: bariyan and amaterasu, somewhere in the wild
01/16: bariyan and koltira, at koltira's cabin

Comments

[miscreant]

[She sees what he is doing, but she allows it. At the end of the day, even if she thinks she can take him, she doesn't want to subject herself to the burn of holy fire if she doesn't have to.

Seviilia stops when he brings up the yetis, straightening and offering a small shrug of surrender.]

Looks as if you have caught me, crusader.

[stonefaith]

Ah-- you knew, then. [ Bariyan shakes his head. He doesn't seem terribly offended, though. ] Did they fight back? Did then run?

[miscreant]

Most likely. I do not remember much of it.

[She shrugs and flips her hair over her shoulder in the process.]

[stonefaith]

[ Bariyan nods. ] It was a while ago.

[ Then he nods to Seviilia's shoulder. ]

Did a yeti give you that?

[miscreant]

That is not your concern.

[She looks past him briefly and then looks back to his eyes, staring just a little too hard.]

[stonefaith]

[ Bariyan tries to avoid following Seviilia's gaze and looking behind him. If something was sneaking up on him, surely he'd have heard it by now. Right? Right. ]

Perhaps not, but I'm concerned all the same. [ He cocks his head to the side. ] If something's hurt you, you should tell me! We all have to look out for one another, eh?

[miscreant]

No. We don't. It is negligible.

[She considers charging him to chase him away, but the last thing she needs is Koltira getting on her back for attacking the living again. She turns her back on him and moves to sit on a raised block of ice.]

It will heal.

[stonefaith]

[ Death knights!! So unfriendly!! They'll be the death of Bariyan. Probably quite literally, at this rate. ]

But it hasn't, yet. [ Bariyan leans forwards, just slightly, rubbing his chin. ] Is that because it's grievous, or because it's fresh? Or possibly both?

[miscreant]

[Seviilia throws him a glare and tenses. Though Bariyan acted aloof, she had met enough people by now to know better than to take it for face value. He was onto her.]

Please. As if I would be crippled by such a small wound.

[She looks back down to her hands, focusing on opening and closing them.]

If you have something to insinuate, then simply say it, crusader.

[stonefaith]

[ Bariyan straightens up. ]

No insinuations! I'd just like to know what you fought, is all.

[ All right, maybe one insinuation: he's not sure that anything but a transport could have injured Seviilia. Not unless she'd tried fighting a mammoth, maybe. ]

[miscreant]

It--

[She is becoming a broken record, and her frustration is mixing with her anger. She is still champing at the bit from her fight with Marduk, coupled with her paranoia that Koltira would find out.

Seviilia doesn't answer, placing her face in her hands and trying to reign in her instinct to lash out.]

You need to go.

[stonefaith]

[ Now Bariyan's concerned, but torn -- he's not sure whether to be concerned for Sev, or for... someone else. Some sort of nebulous, theoretical victim.

Well, Sev's the one he can see. ]

Seviilia? [ Bariyan's voice has dropped, turned solemn. ] Are you all right?

[miscreant]

[She's not OK. But she can be OK if she just blocks out Bariyan's voice. And his pulse drumming in her ears.

She does not answer. Her hands peel down her face, focusing on her reflection on the floor.]

You are going to get me killed.

[It tumbles out before she can stop herself. Or maybe she is too busy staring to catch what she is saying.]

[stonefaith]

I am? [ Bariyan squints. That's news to him. ] I assure you, I'd rather not see you dead -- what's wrong?

[miscreant]

If that is true, then you will stop asking questions.

[She lets her hands fall. She doesn't trust this crusader to not run off and tattle, but silencing him would just make more problems, especially now that Aristeas was back up and running.]

I do not know what you're trying to do by being here, crusader, but I do not want your company.

[stonefaith]

Now, I'm sure you didn't mean that. [ Actually, Bariyan's sure she does, but small details don't matter.

He sighs, and folds his arms over his chest, then bows his head. ]

I'd like to help you, Seviilia -- but I understand that you don't know me, and likely don't trust me. But do understand that if I can't help you, I'm obligated to point Koltira your way.

[miscreant]

[She almost snaps at the mention of Koltira, tangibly seeing it as a threat to her. In fact, there is a very tense ten seconds where she seems to be deciding how to receive his statement.]

You are absolutely correct -- I do not trust you. What sort of "help" are you advertising?

[There is skepticism in her voice.]

[stonefaith]

[ Bariyan cheers up. They're getting somewhere!! (He's always been overly optimistic.) ]

Well, that depends on what the problem is! If someone's unjustly hurt you, I'd offer to hunt them down for you, bu-ut... [ His head tilts to one side. ] ...somehow, I doubt that you wouldn't have already done so yourself.

I can lend a sympathetic ear, at the very least.

you tried bariyan

[miscreant]

["Unjustly hurt you" gets a raise of her eyebrows, followed by a short scoff that escalates into a slightly cynical laugh. A victory? Maybe.]

Chivalry is alive and well, but misguided and unnecessary.

[Still, this is a good opportunity to steer the conversation away from her if he is so insistant on hovering in her space.]

You are persistent -- that is a trait I find common amongst your order.

eats his gold star in joy and excitement

[stonefaith]

[ That gets another bright perk out of Bariyan. ]

Oh, I know! It's probably one of the only things keeping us alive in the face of this cruel, heartless world.

[miscreant]

[She has no clue what to make of this man. One minute he is cheerfully optimistic, and in the next beat he recognizes that the world generally does not share his attitude.

Very different than the sort of company she usually keeps. She is used to the young and righteous crusaders, and those who let thirst for lawful retribution blind them to the world surrounding them. She considers him for a moment, shifting her weight to one foot over the other.]

Where did you come from?

[stonefaith]

Lordaeron. Before the Scourge came, of course. [ Bariyan scratches his jaw to think this over. ] I live in Stormwind now, technically.... And what about you?

[miscreant]

Really.

[She peers a bit closer at him, even squinting just a bit. The human kingdoms and their strange politics fascinated her, even in death. She doesn't answer right away, obviously lost in her own thoughts and judgements.

Or maybe just deciding how to answer.]

I prefer to wander. Much of my time spent was in the Plaguelands, and Tirisfal.

[A beat passes, like she's debating whether or not to add on the obvious follow up of her own accord.]

Until recently.

[stonefaith]

[ Bariyan's confused by this scrutiny, and shows it by cocking his head to the side. But Seviilia's answer distracts him. ]

Ah! I see. [ Bariyan claps his hands together. ] And before your death?

[miscreant]

Silvermoon. Also before its fall.

[That was about the extent of her memory, so she doesn't get into specifics.]