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Post by Jack Craven on Jul 9, 2011 14:33:21 GMT -5
"How did I get out of town?" he questioned. It was a question obviously directed to himself since he was the only one out there. Alas, Jack Craven found himself professional lost once again. He could have sworn he was going in the right direction in order to get to the nearest inn. He didn't think he'd get so long that he'd end up leaving the town entirely. A soft smile formed on his lips as he shrugged at his unfortunate flaw. Having no sense of direction was probably one of the stupidest things someone could ever have, especially in this day and age. At least, he was grateful that he managed to at least make it this far in his goal.
It took him a while to make it to Hyrule Castle Town from Eldin Province. He could only conclude his journey as one with wonderful experiences - after all, he did like to believe it was the journey that was important, not the destination. He rather enjoyed long adventurous journeys out into the unknown, and exploring places. He probably didn't get back home in time for supper, but that was ok. He was already used to cold meals when he got home late hours in the night/morning.
Scratching the back of his head, he shrugged his shoulders before decided to take a small stroll, and getting a good look around the open fields. So far, everything was peaceful and clear.
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Post by Angel Sinclaire on Jul 9, 2011 15:09:06 GMT -5
"Woah... woah, WOAH!"
Angel threw her hands in front of her face to protect herself from the massive tree that she was about to slam into, cringing in anticipation of the pain she was about to get a face full of... but nothing came.
Her wings fluttering nervously, she peeked out from behind her arms, and let out an explosive sigh of relief when she saw that she had stopped her flight just in time. That had been way too close~
Letting her arms drop to her sides, Angel twisted her head this way and that to check out the surrounding area... which was completely devoid of trees, aside from the one she had almost crashed into.
A lighthearted scowl marred her petite features, she put her fists on her hips, and she kicked the tree. "Of course I hit the only tree for miles around," she mumbled to herself, shaking her head and grinning at her own misfortune.
Unbeknownst to the marvelously unobservant Angel, though, she had almost crashed into a tree that was not twenty feet away from a rather cute blond man... who, when she did eventually notice him, would be in for a surprise~
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Post by Jack Craven on Jul 9, 2011 16:00:38 GMT -5
Of course, he'd be anywhere except where he's actually suppose to be at. Otherwise, he wouldn't be the same Jack Craven, lack of any sense of direction whatsoever, extraordinaire. Another trait that would be out of character for him is if he gets distraught from getting lost. No point in crying over your fatal flaws, right? He couldn't get upset with himself over it because he concluded that as long as he's going somewhere, he couldn't be lost forever. Pausing for a moment in his stroll, he stretched out for a second, before releasing a big yawn.
Fluttering across his vision were a few leaves. An eyebrow quirked up realizing that there wasn't a tree around for miles... or at least until he noticed the direction they were coming from. Then a tree came into hazel eyed vision. What was over there? Well, if you wanted answers, then there was only one way to find out. Look for yourself.
Jack took his time to walk on over to the tree, searching for what caused the wind to pick up the leaves from this tree, and have come fluttering across his way. He wouldn't have been surprised if he saw a hawk or bats in the trees. Though what came across his vision was a rather interesting sight actually. Not was he expected, but he could managed. It was a fairy. "Now that's something you don't see every day," he said with a smile, "Afternoon, miss. Is this tree giving you trouble?"
He let out a small laugh after asking noticing her fists on her hips. It was quite amusing actually with that grin upon her face as if shrugging it off like it's not big deal.
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Post by Angel Sinclaire on Jul 9, 2011 18:04:28 GMT -5
Her small fists still on her hips, Angel made several faces at the tree that had tried to kill her; she stuck her tongue out at it, rolled her eyes, flipped it off, and proceeded to flounce away... that is, until she crashed straight into the man she had previously failed to notice.
"Whoops! Sorry 'bout that~" the fairy woman half-shouted as she bounced off the man and straight onto her butt. Her legs automatically spread into a v-shape and her palms slapped the ground in said v-shape, her head tilted to the side and she smiled rather charmingly at the strange man. "You know it! Dang tree just jumped right in my way and tried to kill me, yup~!"
Now, most people would probably be looking at Angel like she was nuts by now, but this was perfectly normal for her~ A little crazy? Definitely! But that was just how Angel rolled, and if you didn't like it... well, you'd just have to deal.
She blinked a few times, her mismatched eyes running up and down the man's body, an easy smirk replacing her grin as the fact that the guy was handsome registered in her hyperactive brain.
"Say, stranger, you're pretty cute~ Wanna go get a drink?"
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Post by Jack Craven on Jul 11, 2011 2:34:24 GMT -5
"Ohshi-!!" he was cut off before he could finish his curse. Next thing he knew he was on the ground pummeled down by the fairy that was doing every vulgar thing one could do to insult the tree she was having problems with. He could swear in that moment that he was seeing stars flying right on by him. With a soft chuckle, he lifted himself up so that his position was sitting on the ground. His hazel eyes peering at the cheerful fairy who stumbled upon the Hylian. Quite literally.
"That darn tree. You sure gave it a good scolding," he mused. A complacement smile formed upon his lips rather interested in this perky girl. Yes, she was a little on the crazy side, but there was nothing wrong with that. You had to be a little on the crazy side in order to enjoy life to the fullest. Some just... expressed it better than others, if you could look at it that way. Angel was nothing short of a kid who could ahold of candy, and going through the first phase of hyperactivity. Least to say, Jack was quite entertained by her performance.
He quirked up a brow at her bold proposal. It was followed up by a smirk as he rubbed the bridge of his nose, preventing himself from sneezing that was trying escape from breathing in dust from the fall. "Only if you're the one buying," he said cheekily. Now he was only joking, and could pay for his own share of drinking, but hey, if she agreed then it would mean more money in his pocket.
"Just playing. I wouldn't mind spotting down a drink or two. Though I would like to know the name of my drinking partner," he chuckled softly.
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Post by Angel Sinclaire on Jul 12, 2011 10:10:02 GMT -5
"Dang right I did!" she cheered, popping up onto her feet with a flutter of her wings. For some odd reason, the fairy absolutely refused to swear; curse words weren't very nice, after all. Besides, she always managed to come up with some rather... interesting alternatives.
It took her a moment to realize what the man had been about to say when she crashed into him, and a light scowl twisted her lips as she poked him in the chest. "You shouldn't curse, y'know! It's bad for your health. I got into a fight with a guy once 'cause he was all 'fluff this' and 'fluff that' and 'fluff fluff fluff' everywhere. It was super duper annoying so I was just all 'hey! If you don't stop with the fluffs I'ma beat you up!' but he only went 'HAR HAR HAR' and kept on going with the fluffs so I punched him and that was that." Angel nodded briskly and put a hand on her hip, running the other through her short hair. Hopefully this cute guy would learn a lesson from her epic tale of morals~
"Hmmm~" the fairy tilted her head to the side and grinned at the man, considering his offer for a moment. "Who pays for drinks anymore~? I know this guy in Castle Town, he always says that if I ever come in with a good-looking dude, he'll buy both of us a whoooooole night of drinks! And you're pretty good-looking, stranger, so let's go there~"
Was this true? Maybe, maybe not. But she wasn't about to let the guy pay, no siree~ She had asked him out, after all, and her crazy morals dictated that the asker pay for the askee. So that was that.
"Oh yeah! I'm Angel, Angel Sinclaire." She grinned at the guy again and proceeded to turn in circles, her eyes narrowing as she somehow missed the giant castle in the horizon again and again. "So... which way to Castle Town?"
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Post by Jack Craven on Jul 12, 2011 19:51:27 GMT -5
Never before in his life did Jack meet someone as... vibrant as the fairy girl standing right in front of him now. Following the example, he got up on his feet as well, dusting away what particles clung onto his clothes. He could swear that she was making fun of him because he nearly said a swear, but perhaps he was just over observing the whole ordeal. For now, he just took her as she was, and it wasn't really that serious of a problem.
... That is until she brought it up. Even then he had to restrain himself from laughing at the creativity of her use of another word in place of a swear. He didn't have to think hard on it, but he was pretty sure she was addressing one of the most common used curse words used in every day life. Her story could be considered nothing short of a child explaining to their parents why they didn't do their chores when they went out to go play outside instead. He blinked a couple of times trying to figure out if she was serious about that tall tale, but quietly just smiled and nodded his head.
"Surely, you jest," he inquired lightheartedly. Now her bold comment was rather hard to believe since he didn't really consider himself any more attractive than the next Hylian around. Then again, Jack really didn't care much for his own looks than he did for others. Though he did not deny that the fairy girl in front of him was a rather cute find either. Pushing his errant thoughts to the side, he processed her name into his head. Repeating it a couple of times so that it was ingrained in his brain, and he wouldn't forget it. "What crazy bartender would refuse a cute girl like you a drink? Unless it was a barmaid," he joked.
He blinked a couple of times trying to contemplate her question. Did she not see the giant castle over yonder? He couldn't get enough of her. She was hilarious. "It's that way," he pointed in the opposite direction. You've got to remember now, Jack Craven had no sense of direction, so wherever he was pointing to, wasn't the actual way to get to the castle. "Oh yeah, before I forget, I'm Jack Craven. Pleasure, Angel," he addressed her, before taking the lead... to getting them lost. |
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Post by Angel Sinclaire on Jul 13, 2011 12:25:23 GMT -5
The fairy snorted and folded her arms across her (not unsubstantial) chest, obviously miffed at the idea that this man didn't believe her story. "Not at all! I may not look it, but I've got super duper strong arms. Well, not really really strong, but I can knock a guy on his booty if I have to~!" Something then suddenly occurred to her, and she pulled out one of her thief's knives and one of her pistols, holding the former in her left hand and the latter in her right. "Plus I'm pretty good at using these~ The pistols pack a nice hot punch, so no one wants to mess with Angel, oh no!"
She blinked a few times, unable to process the man's statement... question... thing. She looked down at herself, then back to him, herself, him, herself, him... and then she pointed at herself, tilting her head quizzically. "Cute...?" She had never really thought of herself as cute. Sure, she was all confident and she had no problem asking random strangers out on random dates, but she had never thought to label herself as attractive. Angel was just... Angel.
She shook her head to get rid of those thoughts, and she grinned her bubbly grin at the man, who she now knew to be Jack. "Alrighty then, Jack, let's go~!" Cheerfully she flounced after the man, tucking her wings away so that they wouldn't get harmed if another tree decided to try and kill her. Those wings took a really long time to heal, and even her magic couldn't fix them right.
A thought suddenly popped into her head, and she frowned and bounded ahead of her companion, crossing her arms and staring at him rather intently.
"Say, how old are you?"
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