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Destiney nodded in agreement when Nozomi gave the order for her to flank the Ixali.

Moving quickly and putting old training to use. Letting Nozomi provide something to keep their attention as she moved to a better position.

An arrow flew forward and found itself buried into the back of the Ixali Nozomi was engaged with. Destiney had found a higher perch on top of a boulder which gave her a good shot at the Ixali below. Only looking away from the scene below to motion for Daisy to go to the other woman.

Daisy fluttered down quickly before flying around Nozomi in a quick circle. A soft glittering golden light following the fairy’s path as Daisy applied a regeneration magic to Nozomi’s body to help strengthen the injured woman.

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Destiney didn’t show any sign of being afraid of him. Her hands were folded behind her back casually as she looked at him. Daisy fluttered off her shoulder to go plop her sparkly butt onto a nearby rock. Almost as if the fairy was giving the two of them space.

“Because I want to.” She said it casually as she looked up at the night sky and closed her eyes for a moment. She looks down at the water before crouching down to pick up a pebble. She plunks it into the water. “Do I need a reason to want to help someone or be their friend?“ Another pebble and another plunk into the water. Her voice dropping softly. “I know what it is like to want to be alone and isolated. The guilt and pain that eats away at the cracks in your soul. It’s in your behavior tonight. I can see the storm in your eyes.”

She blows out a sigh as she dusts her hands off on her pants as she stands up and looks at him with a smile. “Then again maybe I assume too much. Besides! Maybe I just have a weakness for beautiful music. Maybe I’m just jealous the woods get to hear it so purely and unaffected.”

‘I can see the storm in your eyes,’ Destiney says, and the rest of the world turns to white noise. The aforementioned eyes widen and Bast stumbles a half-step backward. It must be an inadvertently accurate turn of phrase. There’s no way she could know.

She keeps talking- as if her words have not already set him reeling. Basteaux struggles to comprehend her continuing speech, to cudgel his mind into properly hearing and translating sounds into words. He’s better than this. He can hold a proper conversation without going to pieces. Even intoxicated, he can do this.

“You may have some understanding of being alone,” he finally agrees, his smooth baritone cracked and jagged. “But this is not nearly so simple. Trust me when I say that I am not the man you seem to think I am. You’d do better to stay away from me, and I should know better than to allow you to have gotten this far. Especially if you see the storm in my eyes. That should be your direst indicator to run.”

A slight tilt of her head, a curious look in her gaze. Still no hint of fear or that she might turn and run away. Too stubborn for her own good maybe. Yet playing with other dangerous predators had seemed to numb her fear. Or maybe she didn’t really fear her own death. It was hard to say. Something she hadn’t really giving a lot of thought to.

“Basteaux… Nothing in life is simple. I’d be a fool if I thought that way. I have seen and been through so much in the last eight years. I appreciate your concern for my well being however… I don’t scare that easily. But…” She holds her arms out wide, her expression as calm as her voice. “Do not decide for me what is best for me. If you are such a danger then prove it. I think you don’t give yourself enough credit.” She moves a arm forward, almost extending the hand towards Bast as if to offer him her hand. Soft icy blue aether flickering at her fingertips. “I can protect myself.”

“The Basteaux I met… The Basteaux I see… Is strong. Yet I see something wrong as well. I just want to help. Because I care.”

“It is better for everyone that I do not ‘prove it’,” Basteaux replies. “It is not a lure I give into by choice.” As Destiney reaches toward him, the aether dancing on her fingertips, Bast actually recoils and takes several more steps away from her.

After a moment of watching the play of light on her hand, Basteaux lifts his gaze to meet Destiney’s. When he speaks it’s with more stability, although there’s a brittle aspect like they’re both walking a fine line. “What is magic to you, Destiney? Is it a tool? A means to an end? A drug that you need to keep getting a fix of to survive?” The change of subject is abrupt and the questions are anything but shy or tentative. Yet he still appears to be the one feeling fear.

Destiney hadn’t missed that recoil at her aether use. Her hand closed and the sparkling light vanished. His questions making her contemplative. Her hand opens again as she glances off towards Daisy on the rock. The sparkling fairy flutters over to the waiting hand, spinning about like a dancer.

“Magic is not a drug. Nor is it entirely a tool or a means to an end. Magic for me is life. It is not good nor is it evil. It is all in how one decides to use it. I am still breathing after I tried to kill myself because of the very magic I can now preform.” She smiles at Daisy as the fairy stops spinning to sit down on her hand, little feet dangling over the side of her hand and kicking in the air. “Daisy once worked alongside my Uncle and together they saved my life.” A small, soft smile as she moved her gaze from her companion to the duskwight. “I use it to heal. To save lives as mine was saved. I might still at times work with a bow as that day that we met. But my main profession now is as a healer. Yet Daisy is a product of that magic and I would never consider her a tool. She has her own personality. She is her own being. Much like the elementals that call the Twelveswood home.”

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“A teacher could help,” Riski agreed. “And practice. But if they’re helping and you’re having good luck, and especially if you actually enjoy doing it, that sounds like something to look into for sure.” He watched her hands skim over the cards, drawn to the shine of the gold edging. While he admittedly didn’t set much stock in the practice, it was still fascinating as an art form and the cards themselves could be quite beautiful.

His gaze switched to the fairy in his hand as Destiney talked about her. She was sparkly, practically glowing even in the daylight, but beneath the glow she didn’t look anything like as old as she should be if she came from the fallen city. Clearly a creature of magic. He felt a little better about his carbuncle comparison. “She definitely seems very special. You can tell just by looking at her. “

“She is special to me. Though sometimes it’s like having a nagging mother always over my shoulder. She doesn’t approve of me worrying about others first over my own well being.” She smiles at Riski as she smooths down the creases in her doublet. Daisy’s smile bright an happy at Riski’s words. “She’s really friendly. Well to most people. There may have once been an incident where she was nearly a meal. Not quite sure she’s forgiven Oni yet for that.” At the mention of Oni, Daisy frowns an waves her arms frantically which just makes Destiney chuckle. “Nope. Apparently not.”

“A lot of what I know or attempt is fumbling in the dark. I learn by doing usually rather then a teacher. But… I think when it comes to those cards I am going to find a teacher. Or at least someone I can ask questions who has real answers. I’ve a fond love for research more then I do actually working up the nerve to bother strangers usually. This here…” She motions between them with a hand to indicate what she was talking about. The sitting down with a stranger in the wild and speaking with them. Caring about someone’s well being rather then moving on when they had insisted. “For me is a step in a good direction really. Though it helps you have a charming smile.” A slightly teasing smile as she looks away towards the river.

“So besides getting yourself zapped by couerls, what sort of things do you do? If you don’t mind me asking. Or if you feel up to answering. I feel like I must be talking you to death.”

“I’ve learned a little bit of everything through either trial and error or bugging people I’ve been stuck with on jobs. The best for that was the merc band I used to be in – different people with different specialties. It was invaluable on a couple of occasions to be able to pick up a battleaxe or a glaive and keep going even after running out of arrows.” Riski grins, giving Daisy a small nod of warning before lowering his hand to rest on his knees. She’s welcome to stay, of course, but he can’t keep his arm up like that any longer.

“As you’ve observed, I’m very charming.” Riski winks at her, tilting his head to the side briefly in order to toss his hair back out of his face. “But mostly I just do odd jobs. Fighting the local nuisance of the day, deliveries, running messages – whatever’s needed that they’ll pay me for. Within reason, of course. So again, knowing a little bit of everything comes in handy there, too.”

Daisy fluttered off his hand as his arm began to lower. Her new perch being the top of Destiney’s head once more. Destiney merely shot a glance upwards at her fairy companion as she listened to Riski speak.

“Ah so in other words you’re very versatile. Must be handy indeed. I am still a decent shot with a bow. It’s what I used to do before I chose to be a healer. I’ve never really tried my hand with other weapons. Not sure if I’m ready to even consider such.” She looks towards the northeast, knowing what lay in the distance over that way. She shakes her head briefly to cast away the thoughts. Daisy flutters down off her head to light smack her hands against Destiney’s cheeks. “Daisy!” She sighs before chuckling. Daisy merely crosses her arms an frowns. “Like I said. She is like a nagging mother.”

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“A teacher could help,” Riski agreed. “And practice. But if they’re helping and you’re having good luck, and especially if you actually enjoy doing it, that sounds like something to look into for sure.” He watched her hands skim over the cards, drawn to the shine of the gold edging. While he admittedly didn’t set much stock in the practice, it was still fascinating as an art form and the cards themselves could be quite beautiful.

His gaze switched to the fairy in his hand as Destiney talked about her. She was sparkly, practically glowing even in the daylight, but beneath the glow she didn’t look anything like as old as she should be if she came from the fallen city. Clearly a creature of magic. He felt a little better about his carbuncle comparison. “She definitely seems very special. You can tell just by looking at her. “

“She is special to me. Though sometimes it’s like having a nagging mother always over my shoulder. She doesn’t approve of me worrying about others first over my own well being.” She smiles at Riski as she smooths down the creases in her doublet. Daisy’s smile bright an happy at Riski’s words. “She’s really friendly. Well to most people. There may have once been an incident where she was nearly a meal. Not quite sure she’s forgiven Oni yet for that.” At the mention of Oni, Daisy frowns an waves her arms frantically which just makes Destiney chuckle. “Nope. Apparently not.”

“A lot of what I know or attempt is fumbling in the dark. I learn by doing usually rather then a teacher. But… I think when it comes to those cards I am going to find a teacher. Or at least someone I can ask questions who has real answers. I’ve a fond love for research more then I do actually working up the nerve to bother strangers usually. This here…” She motions between them with a hand to indicate what she was talking about. The sitting down with a stranger in the wild and speaking with them. Caring about someone’s well being rather then moving on when they had insisted. “For me is a step in a good direction really. Though it helps you have a charming smile.” A slightly teasing smile as she looks away towards the river.

“So besides getting yourself zapped by couerls, what sort of things do you do? If you don’t mind me asking. Or if you feel up to answering. I feel like I must be talking you to death.”

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Work. She knew the dangers an pains of such work. She had done her fair share of odd jobs before finding her home among the Order. Her jobs were a bit more carefully selected now. At least any that she did on her own free time.

A frown crossed her features as he admitted why he was refusing her aid. It was a fine reason. She might have thought similarly had she not spent so much time around her current ’family’. Helping those who she had a feeling could not afford most people who would agree to help for a price. An what was wrong with just helping someone while asking for nothing in return on occasion. Nothing of course.

Before she could object though he had changed the subject. Clever. Obviously one used to dealing with faked smiles. Whether he was the one wearing them or just seeing through them, she didn’t know. A part of her wanted to deny it as she sometimes did. But she could make polite conversation to keep an eye on him. Last thing she wanted to was walk away an leave him to fend off anything in his state should something else pass by. The memories were not as sharp an jagged as they once were.

“A bit of both really. I met someone out here years ago. Well further northeast of here a bit. The circumstances that lead to our meeting… That’s the bad memory.” A sad smile as she thought about the incident. Her hand drifting up to her left shoulder. Fingertips resting over one spot in particular. The memory of an old wound though it never bothered her physically. Her uncle had done a good job repairing all the physical damage.

He had experience on both sides of a false smile. There was plenty of need, especially during jobs where he was set in a place of service as a way to gather information. At times all it took was a smile to put someone at ease, even if the smile didn’t quite reach your eyes. Learning to see through them was just as important, as well, for the simple sake of staying safe.

“Sorry to dredge up the past. Some things are better left buried.” Riski wrinkled his nose in sympathy for a moment. “You can keep going on your way if you want. Don’t want to make you stay.” The attacks were growing less frequent, as well as less intense and a little shorter each time. “Thanks, though. Appreciate the company.”

She shook her head as she held up her hand as if to stop the apology. She didn’t need apologies. It wasn’t his fault. Even if somethings were better left buried, this would always be something she refused to bury. It didn’t deserve to be buried. No matter how much it hurt. With time it had begun to hurt less slowly. But his thanks did bring about a genuine smile this time.

“I think I am content to wait. If nothing else my time among my free company has taught me it’s sometimes best to be stubborn with a patient. Sometimes they would rather do things that are not in their best interests.” She covers her mouth with a hand as she chuckles softly. She looks up to the sky with a warm smile. “An you are welcome. The leader of my company has a favorite saying. The words are in his native tongue but he says they mean ‘not alone’. So I am content to wait until you can walk away on your own safely. I have no where else I have to be today. No work to attend with the Order. I already finished the accounting before I came out here.”

Daisy who had been mostly content with fluttering about finally decided to take a seat on top of Riski’s head. Or at least attempt it. Which made Destiney chuckle at her sparkling companion. “Sorry. Daisy can be a handful at times.”

“Are you saying that you think I’m going to go do something stupid if you turn your back?” Riski asked, lifting his eyebrows in feigned surprise. “I’ll have you know that I,” he paused briefly, a grin tugging at the corner of his mouth, “would absolutely do that. Have we met before?” He shifted his position, pulling his knees up and resting his arms on them.

“So what’s your Order?” he asked, an obvious attempt to get Destiney to talk so he didn’t have to while in the electricity’s grip once more. He didn’t shoo the fairy off his head, letting her perch there undisturbed while he was held immobile – and even after the wave passed. He would continue to keep relatively still for her, rather than tilting his head as much as he usually tended to do while speaking to someone.

She hadn’t been expecting him to admit he would be the kind to go an get himself into more trouble. It was amusing none the less because he was at least good humored about it. Her eyes watched as he moved, curious if he was getting up. Not yet though apparently. Good. She was actually enjoying talking to him. Though she knew she was doing more talking then he was. She didn’t really mind though since he was probably doing it for a reason. She wasn’t the one who had been hit by a couerl after all.

“The Order of the Sword and Rose. It’s the free company I work for. I’m one of the healers. Though I also do the accounting and sometimes research. An a bit of…” her voice dropped for the final three words she was about to add, blush coloring her cheeks faintly. “novice fortune telling.” She coughed in attempt to cover the words quickly and shot a glare to her fairy companion who was laughing at her from her perch. She leans over towards him, attempting to swat at Daisy. The fairy merely dodges away an leaves her swiping at air. She sits back with a frown at the sparkling fairy as Daisy moves into the air in front of them. It might have looked childish but she stuck her tongue out at Daisy before continuing. “I tend to just do whatever they need me to do if I can do it. I enjoy being helpful.”

“Fortune telling, huh?” Riski grinned at Destiney. He didn’t seem mocking, just amused and a touch curious. “Are you any good at it? Accurate predictions and things like that?”

He reached up with his right hand as if to offer the fairy a perch, but quickly dropped it and offered the other instead. The first two fingers on his right hand were still twitching uncontrollably, but he hadn’t realized it until he’d been able to see them. “Hello, Daisy. You’re quite lovely, aren’t you?” He had little to no experience with fairies; he was under the impression they were similar to carbuncles, if only because it was something he could at least somewhat understand.

Daisy giggled as she fluttered down to perch upon Riski’s offered hand. Her feet kicking in the air happily. Wings fluttering at his compliments.

“I’ve been trying. I think I might need to find someone who knows better then I do about it. I’ve mostly been fumbling in the dark really.” She sorts through the pouch on her hip before pulling out a deck of cards, black backings with gold trim. “I’ve been using them before our missions mostly. Rhisi’s suggestion. Some of my readings seem helpful and others still confusing and unclear. As I said I am much a novice” Her fingers trace the gold edging around the cards before tucking them back away into her pouch. She looks at Daisy who was enjoying sitting on Riski’s hand.

“She doesn’t actually speak. I mostly judge based on her actions and expressions on what she wants to convey. She served my uncle before she joined me when he retired from adventuring. Almost hard to find one anymore unless you are lucky. Most of them were lost with the fall of the of Nym.”

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Riski was starting to believe that he might, actually, be accident prone.

It wasn’t his fault that coeurls roamed the wilds around Wineport. It was a little his fault that he was more focused on the gigantoads and their long, sticky, vile tongues, but to his credit he had actually managed to avoid them. But in doing so, he’d walked right into the territory of a mother coeurl instead.

He’d gotten away – thankfully, she was more interested in getting back to her cub than giving chase – but the electricity from the whisker she’d slapped him in the back with still hadn’t faded. Riski sat with his back to a tree, his head hanging and his breath coming more shallowly than it should. Every few seconds his entire body would go rigid at another arc.

During one of the slack times, Riski looked down at the linkpearl that decorated the bracelet he wore. He could call – he could always call. But this would run its course and fade and everything would be fine. There was no sense making him worry about every little thing that happened when Riski was out in the field.

As he considered it, a noise could be heard over the sounds of the river. It was footsteps in the brush, somewhere behind him and coming closer. Riski’s hand fell away from his opposite wrist and the the linkpearl, instead finding the hilt of one of his daggers.

It was difficult to say what exactly he’d been expecting, but it wasn’t the woman who came suddenly into view. Violet eyes met blue and both held surprise.

It had started out as a trip down memory lane. It was almost her nameday and she had wanted to remember the days with Leon before his passing. Being this close to the place that brought Leon into her life was hard. Bad and good memories both were part of this place.

She walked south of Wineport with Daisy fluttering near her right shoulder, feeling more at ease the further she stepped away from Occidens. She had been careful to skirt around the
gigantoads at the river, shuddering at the thought of their slimy tongues. A disgusted expression on her face at the mere thought.

She was wondering if coming out here without her favorite bow was a bad idea. Not that having Daisy by her side didn’t give her a measure of comfort. It had just been a bad idea to bring that bow with her out this way after the things that had happened. It was too soon yet.

She stepped through the brush and froze. Blue eyes meeting violet. She was just as surprised as the man staring up at her a short distance away. Her eyes drifted from the elezen’s face to where his hand was upon a hilt of a dagger. Surprise became wariness and concern.

Her hands raised about chest height as she forced a smile, trying to appear as non-threatening as possible. Her former training days in the Shroud kicking in. There was something wrong with this situation but just from looking it was hard to understand completely. Daisy’s hands were on her shoulder as her fairy companion looked down at Riski.

“I’m sorry. I did not mean to startle you. It’s not exactly the safest of places to take a break though I must say.” Her tone was light and friendly. Had to keep herself from seeming dangerous. Not that she was dangerous. Well not dangerous to anyone but herself for the most part. Slowly she crouched down where she stood to be more at eye level with the stranger, hands on her knees and Daisy still holding on to her shoulder.

“My name is Destiney. This is Daisy.” A small wave and bright smile from the glittering fairy at her shoulder. Her eyes had never left him, searching. The eyes of a healer assessing the condition of a patient. “Do you need help? I’m a healer.”

( @riskibusiness I wanted to have this done sooner but I got too tired last night. XD Lack of sleep finally caught up with me.)