melodiesoflife | November in a Pirate's Life

Who: Mary Read and OPEN
Where: Aqures Ixen, Aerilon
When: Throughout November when not otherwise occupied with Shadows
Summary: Mary mulls things over in Aqures Ixen and then goes to check on things in Aerilon
Warnings: N/A

Ever since the spree of mind control murders and the death of Zelda, Mary had been laying low in her own particular way. She'd mostly done her work through contacts and mostly had kept her time around as James Kidd to a minimum. After all, he was the one implicated in some of the murders and kept an eye on by the police. Mary Read had a minimum of heat on her by comparison. The incident of the Night of Thirteen Moogles hadn't helped that much, but at least that was a clearer case of unique circumstances.

But something had to be done, and she had to get back to work. She had Bonnie deliver some letters to members of the Assassin's Guild to organize a meeting. She'd want to speak with them before she went back to Aerilon.

1) Out and About - Early November - Around Aqures Ixen - (OPEN) - Both Mary and Bonnie could be found as they went about their business prior to the meeting. Mary was visiting her usual contacts around the pubs and airports, trying to gather what information she could about the state of things now that the Crystalization was receding. It would be easier to get about once more and she no longer needed to make plans to evacuate Aerilon, but that didn't mean that the world was back to the way it was. People needed protection, even if the threat was from monsters more than the Empire now. She'd need information if they were to do their part.

Bonnie on the other hand was busy with her letter deliveries, and as usual she decided to mix her own Assassin Training into it. The little hooded fluffball ran the rooftops, slid under market stands, stabbed a few melons and otherwise made a cute nuisance of herself as she puttered her way around town.

2) A Meeting - Early November - House A-05 - (Semi closed to Assassin Guild members, but others can stumble in with good cause) - It was convenient that Saori and Mary were living together now. They could use their home as a place to hold meetings and discuss plans freely. This meeting was one that was long overdue, thanks in part to everything that had been going on. Mary frowned as she sat on the couch, fingers clasped against her lips. "Thank you all for coming. I want to discuss the future of the guild as it is in this world. I fear I perhaps haven't been the best leader I could be. I was hoping Malik would have remained her longer than he did. The world is in crisis and we've not had as much chance to help as we'd all like thanks to our own involvement in all of this."

She sighed and sat back, looking around the room at those she considered among her most trusted friends and allies. "I don't plan to step down unless it would better for me to do so. The question is what do we do now. Where do we turn our focus?" The point of establishing the Brotherhood in this world had been intended to battle Kalki and Palitutu as necessary, but that had changed. There was little difference between the goals of the Heroes and the Assassins, and when it came to the roaming monsters and the Calamity, the methods were something of a moot point as well.

3) Back to work - November throughout - The trip to Aerilon and Aerilon itself - (OPEN) - After speaking to her circle, Mary went back to Aerilon. With her personal airship repaired she'd be able to travel freely once more, and so when she was not needed or present in Aqures Ixen for the remainder of the month and for the foreseeable future barring the next inevitable crisis, she'd be making her presence in Aerilon and at the Assassin's Bureau. She hit the streets with fervor, making up for lost time and presence. It wasn't entirely her fault that she hadn't been present, but she didn't want to use that as an excuse either. She couldn't be lazy and let things linger, not right now. But as she worked, as she met with people, as she patrolled the streets, her eyes were as of a woman haunted by something.

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"Well you could have..." He had a good point, "I don't know, kupo. Waved? Or made owl noises, kupo." Her little brow was furrowed as she hush-shouted at him. She knew what she was doing and she didn't want to be scolded again. Not when she was on an important mission!

"And what do you mean 'the way I am', kupo? I'm working hard to help my Hero kupo! And I'm not going to let her do everything by-...wait, kupo...what did you say?" Her eyes got wide as his words filtered in, her cheeks flushing a bright pink.

Owl noises? Spencer could have rolled his eyes at that one but he ends up shaking his head instead, the slightly over-sized pom he has jostling from side to side with the motion. He knows she's not that naive, and once she finally catches up with what he just said inwardly Spencer takes a sigh of relief; he didn't want this to turn into a discussion on how best they help each others Hero and why that is ~~again~~.

"I think you did hear me, kupo." He'll extend a paw and put it on Bonnie's shoulder if she'll let him.

"I never thought that a mog might make an assassin on the level that your Ms. Read is, but-

"I know that you're doing all you can. I know that you take it seriously and that's commendable in it's own right, kupo."

Bonnie flinched slightly as that paw came down on her shoulder. She wasn't trying to get away from him, but it was more the shock of the moment and the next level of physical closeness involved.

"Ku-kupo...Spencer I...I don't know what to say. I didn't know you were actually watching, kupo." Her cheeks were so red right now! "I mean, I know the stuff the Heroes do is dangerous, kupo. I know their enemies are too big for us to fight, but I don't want to just hide behind them either, kupo. That's why I've been trying so hard. It's our world too, kupo."

Spencer flinched when Bonnie did, but not quite enough to remove his paw from it's resting place. In hindsight, he might regret it later, he's very aware that such body language from mogs or from humans isn't necessarily something to be ignored. He can only hope Bonnie hasn't thought him a creep or something.

"It's...very hard to miss you, kupo" He spoke blunt honesty, as was Spencer way but he did then shrug and remove his paw from her shoulder. He felt his own cheeks begin to flush with some awkward that still hung in the moment but as Bonnie continued it turned more into a kind of pride. Indeed, Spencer was proud of Bonnie and her efforts thus far, and it's hard to hide that particular shine when glasses already made his beady eyes look a bit bigger than they would without.

"You're right, it is." She's helping, really helping much more than Spencer is. It dimmed the mood a little as the bespectacled moogle thought back to his own Hero. He refused to write Sephiroth off as a lost cause but, well, Spencer doesn't feel like he could do much about it anymore since he'd inadvertently had a hand in his Heroes recent pain.

"I- I wanted to offer to help, kupo. With some of the deliveries, maybe."

The body language was being very thoroughly accounted for and Bonnie wasn't opposed at all. It was just the shock of it happening at all that had made her tense up before. Her little heart was pitterpatting away hard enough that it might give away their position to that shopkeep. When he did finally take it away she was too wrapped up in the loss of the sensation to be offended by his words.

"I'd like that...if you're up to it." A sly smile spread across her lips, and she was just shy of giggling, "We'll have to whip you into shape if you want to keep up with me." It may still be November, but having Spencer as a partner both in adventure and mail delivery was just the Starlight present she was hoping for. And maybe...just maybe...

She couldn't help herself, shutting her eyes tight and giggling with glee, loud enough to call attention to their hiding spot.

Spencer nods twice in quick succession but his slightly oversized pom ghosts it many more times than that as he smiles widely at Bonnie. He's glad that this has paid off, he'll feel much better about himself and maybe even...maybe he'll be able to figure out how best to be a companion to his own Hero by taking a step away every now and again to do other things. Sephiroth had never stopped Spencer from taking on additional work at the Mognet before, after all.

"That's great, kupo!"

Spencer also called out a little too happily and in the next second the front tarpaulin of the stall they were hiding out underneath was pulled up sharply. The angry, red-faced merchant from earlier peering sideways into their hiding place!

"-go, kupo! I'll catch up-"

And so the moogles split up to lose their enemy for today.

Bonnie darted from their hiding spot, the merchant shouting as he turned towards her and gave chase. She ducked and weaved away from his grasp with more skill than most moogles would have. Her practice really had paid off to the point that she didn't even think about it as she was doing it.

The main continued to shout at her as she flew low to fly between legs and under a cart. She looked back, not at him, but to the moogle still in hiding, safe for now as the crowd's attention was on her.

Her blush continued to pink her cheeks as she fluttered along as fast as she could before bouncing off of one awning and then another to vault herself back onto the rooftops and to relative safety.

November in a Pirate's Life - OPEN

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Sure, and thanks