[OPEN] An easy quest...

[her_rose_is_red]

Characters: Ib and open
Where: The history museum
When: April 11th
Summary: Ib has been given a quest to get a new job. It's a simple one, but...
Warnings: None


[Ib is sitting on the steps in front of the history museum, a letter in her hand and a covered painting next to her. She's eying it somewhat warily. Rose is nowhere to be seen. Ib had wanted to do this quest all on her own, but now she's wishing that her moogle had come along.

It should be easy. Just deliver this painting to Jessie. It is easy. It's such a silly thing to be nervous about. The gallery... that was a long time ago. And it wasn't even in this world. Except... this world has a lot more magic and monsters than hers ever did.

She wonders if she should peek. Maybe if she saw the painting she'd feel better. Or maybe worse. Maybe she should ask someone for help? No, they'd only laugh. They'd think she was just a scared little kid. And she's worked hard to seem more grown up. So here she is, uncertainly glancing at the painting next to her.]

Comments

[victorix]

[Rikku nods, resuming a laid back mannerism. She had no room for bullies. Having been taken captive shortly after her arrival in town, there were many faces she had yet to meet. She tilted her head, looking back over at the covered frame. What had Ib so upset?]

Is there something wrong with it?

[her_rose_is_red]

No, I just....

[She stops, then shakes her head, pouting just a little.]

You'll think it's dumb...

[victorix]

Nah I won't.

[Crossing her boots at her ankles, the girl touched two fingers to her forehead in a small salute.]

Ninja's honor.

[her_rose_is_red]

[She looks at Rikku as if judging her sincerity, then sighs.]

Paintings.... make me nervous...

[victorix]

[The girl merely nods lightly.]

Nothing wrong with that, everyone's afraid of something huh? Like lightning - I think that's the worst thing ever.

[She clicks the toes of her boots together, eyeing daggers at the painting. Now that she knows it's troubling Ib - she finds herself not liking the object.]

Can I ask why?

[her_rose_is_red]

[She shrugs and looks away, studying some cracks in the pavement carefully.]

A couple of months before I came to this world, my parents took me to an art gallery. They had a bunch of stuff on display, all made by the same guy. Statues, sculptures, paintings...

[She pauses, trying to figure out how to phrase the next part.]

But then.... the lights went out. Everyone disappeared. And I was trapped. The paintings.. started to move. Some of them were just trying to scare me. Others wanted to... hurt me.

[Kill her. But she doesn't say that. She doesn't want to think about it.]

It was... scary.

[victorix]

[She blinks, her eyes shifting back over to Ib as she tries to guess at the girl's age.]

That.Sounds.Horrifying.

[Rikku rubs a hand at the back of her head. This must be one tough kid. It all sounds bad enough - but going through it alone to top if off?]

Jeez, you're brave you know - I think a lot of people wouldn't be able to even sit where you are without screaming after going through that. Hmm.

[She scratches at her cheek thoughtfully.]

Any reason you have to deliver it alone? I could keep you company if you like, I got nothing going on. Then you'd have backup, this world is weird isn't it? I doubt anything would go wrong but it wouldn't hurt. And I can meet this Jessie person.

[her_rose_is_red]

[Ib nods, glad that Rikku understands.]

It was. I don't think I would've made it out if I hadn't met Garry.

[So at least she hadn't been completely alone. ]

He was stuck in the gallery too, I saved him from a Lady in Blue, and we escaped together...

[Ib does wish they didn't have to kill Mary to get out, but it was either her or them. There really wasn't any choice.

She smiles gratefully when Rikku offers to come with her.]

Thanks. Are you sure you don't mind?

[victorix]

[There's notable relief in the girl's expression when she learns the ordeal was not partaken completely alone.]

I'm sure Garry's very grateful he had someone like you by his side.

[Rikku taps a fingertip to her lips, wondering how one fights something that comes from a painting or a statue. When Ib accepts the offer, a bright grin lights her face as she hops to her feet.]

Not one bit. In fact it would be nice to have some company myself.

[her_rose_is_red]

Maybe. I know I'm really glad he was with me.

[Fire. Fire is the most effective thing against art. But Ib hops up as well to join her. She picks up the painting too, but still holds it very gingerly, as if it might bite.]

Okay, let's go.