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<blockquote data-quote="Binder Fred" data-source="post: 6159785" data-attributes="member: 63746"><p>One calls himself 'No-Shadow John', a fairly well-built young human with short-hacked hair, eyebrows and 3-day stubble all the sustained color of fine gray soot. He's presently wearing loose gray pants and a sleeveless shirt in another pattern of grey, its lace-up collar fully unlaced against the heat and somewhat frayed around the edges to boot.</p><p></p><p>But never mind that now: He throws a pair of bare, tightly muscled arms up in the air, their skin pale from prolonged, almost religious avoidance of the sun:<span style="color: #8B4513"> "Alright that's it: I'm bored, empty, soaking in my own despair!"</span> (In the window's slanting light it's quite obvious that his moniker isn't just for show either: he *really* doesn't have a shadow!) <span style="color: #8B4513">"Let's just... Go burglar us some furniture or something, Russ! Or at least freaking heavy drapes to close-off Hygarr's bed, right?"</span></p><p></p><p>As anybody with eyes can see, the hideout's furnishings so far mainly consist of cleverly multi-purposed (and only mostly empty) crates, steel-ringed barrel 'tables', an assortment of straw-stuffed improvised bedding, and of course Big John's 'throne' -- a rather impressive, painted and decorated piece of the wood-carver's art that one, granted; could very well have belonged to a pope like he said it did... </p><p></p><p>And Hygarr is snoring <em>right now</em>, the care-free bastard!</p><p></p><p><span style="color: #A9A9A9"><Response Rust-Stalker?></span></p><p></p><p>Eventually...</p><p></p><p></p><p>John discreetly reaches under the messy bed-covers anyways, right hand closing around the plain leather grip of one of his short swords... He needn't have bothered though:</p><p></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #8B4513">"Hey there, Big John,"</span> waves the smaller, wiryer John, playing it casual. It's <em>not</em> like he would give his entire right arm for some excitement right now or anything, right? Of course not. <span style="color: #8B4513">"Anything good? And don't you get freaking *hot* in that Cloak of whateveritis?"</span></p><p></p><p>He and Russ have spotted themselves in their forcefully-occupied basement, by the thick, still-cool field stone walls and the three-quarter-filled water tun - instead of their usual nighttime hangout out front under the makeshift awnings they installed there (with a firepit, log 'stools' and everything) - specifically to get <em>out</em> of the already climbing heat (though the sunlight drifting over him from the window *is* slowly getting fairly uncomfortable, frankly; going to have to move fairly soon anyways). </p><p></p><p>That cloak's *got* to be magical, right? </p><p></p><p><span style="color: #A9A9A9"><Response Big John?></span></p><p></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #8B4513">"Now, now, would <em>I </em>do that to you?" </span>Brown eyes glinting, in sharp contrast to the pale skin, the slate-gray hair. And never mind the fact that he's done it oh so many times before. (A man of the world has <em>needs</em>, you know? It's so easy to <em>forget</em> who's money is in your purse when it's -well- in your purse! Who could blame him?) </p><p></p><p>No-Shadow John limbers up, somewhat eager to- but then pauses, not one to pass up a chance to make others do the grunt work (plus it's SUNNY out there! What if he starts looking like his father and dimwit brothers, all tanned, farmer-y and *peasantish*?!). <span style="color: #8B4513">"How about we <em>cut</em> for it? Whoever looses has to run the errands."</span> A look at both John and Rust-Stalker, eyes still glinting. Oh, and: <span style="color: #8B4513">"What's the big job?"</span> With some definite eagerness there... Tonight, eh? Not sure he's going to be able to hang on 'til then.</p><p></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #A9A9A9"><Assuming some resistance form Big John on the gambling front: </span></p><p>John pushes one of the smaller barrel-chair John's way with a bare foot (stone floor's nice and cool when you're not wearing boots) while gesturing invitation to the table, roguish grin firmly in place now: <span style="color: #8B4513">"Come on, if I'm not going to Damodil's, you got to give me <em>something</em>, right? What if I snap going cold-turkey on any and all gambling like that?"</span> he teases. <span style="color: #8B4513">"That's not healthy, you know Boss man. Not healthy at all."</span> His rumpled and stained 'green roses' deck is somehow already on the table, which it clearly wasn’t before! </p><p></p><p>(The deck is so-named for the brambly roses crudely inked in green on the back of the cards <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />). </p><p></p><p></p><p>[sblock=OOC]</p><p>Glad to be here. <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /></p><p></p><p>Re the addition of One-Hand Tully, you did say he joined a gang of three, right? If you had/have other ideas for the third member, the above is just a suggestion, of course.</p><p></p><p>By the way, the <Response?> tags are meant to show that John is expecting a reply from that person (as expressed through non-verbal cues). It's not meant to bar or discourage *others* from replying in any way (feel encouraged even), or force a reply, and certainly a wave or ignoring *is* considered a reply in this context. Just so you know. <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />[/sblock]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Binder Fred, post: 6159785, member: 63746"] One calls himself 'No-Shadow John', a fairly well-built young human with short-hacked hair, eyebrows and 3-day stubble all the sustained color of fine gray soot. He's presently wearing loose gray pants and a sleeveless shirt in another pattern of grey, its lace-up collar fully unlaced against the heat and somewhat frayed around the edges to boot. But never mind that now: He throws a pair of bare, tightly muscled arms up in the air, their skin pale from prolonged, almost religious avoidance of the sun:[COLOR="#8B4513"] "Alright that's it: I'm bored, empty, soaking in my own despair!"[/COLOR] (In the window's slanting light it's quite obvious that his moniker isn't just for show either: he *really* doesn't have a shadow!) [COLOR="#8B4513"]"Let's just... Go burglar us some furniture or something, Russ! Or at least freaking heavy drapes to close-off Hygarr's bed, right?"[/COLOR] As anybody with eyes can see, the hideout's furnishings so far mainly consist of cleverly multi-purposed (and only mostly empty) crates, steel-ringed barrel 'tables', an assortment of straw-stuffed improvised bedding, and of course Big John's 'throne' -- a rather impressive, painted and decorated piece of the wood-carver's art that one, granted; could very well have belonged to a pope like he said it did... And Hygarr is snoring [I]right now[/I], the care-free bastard! [COLOR="#A9A9A9"]<Response Rust-Stalker?>[/COLOR] Eventually... John discreetly reaches under the messy bed-covers anyways, right hand closing around the plain leather grip of one of his short swords... He needn't have bothered though: [COLOR="#8B4513"]"Hey there, Big John,"[/COLOR] waves the smaller, wiryer John, playing it casual. It's [I]not[/I] like he would give his entire right arm for some excitement right now or anything, right? Of course not. [COLOR="#8B4513"]"Anything good? And don't you get freaking *hot* in that Cloak of whateveritis?"[/COLOR] He and Russ have spotted themselves in their forcefully-occupied basement, by the thick, still-cool field stone walls and the three-quarter-filled water tun - instead of their usual nighttime hangout out front under the makeshift awnings they installed there (with a firepit, log 'stools' and everything) - specifically to get [I]out[/I] of the already climbing heat (though the sunlight drifting over him from the window *is* slowly getting fairly uncomfortable, frankly; going to have to move fairly soon anyways). That cloak's *got* to be magical, right? [COLOR="#A9A9A9"]<Response Big John?>[/COLOR] [COLOR="#8B4513"]"Now, now, would [I]I [/I]do that to you?" [/COLOR]Brown eyes glinting, in sharp contrast to the pale skin, the slate-gray hair. And never mind the fact that he's done it oh so many times before. (A man of the world has [I]needs[/I], you know? It's so easy to [I]forget[/I] who's money is in your purse when it's -well- in your purse! Who could blame him?) No-Shadow John limbers up, somewhat eager to- but then pauses, not one to pass up a chance to make others do the grunt work (plus it's SUNNY out there! What if he starts looking like his father and dimwit brothers, all tanned, farmer-y and *peasantish*?!). [COLOR="#8B4513"]"How about we [I]cut[/I] for it? Whoever looses has to run the errands."[/COLOR] A look at both John and Rust-Stalker, eyes still glinting. Oh, and: [COLOR="#8B4513"]"What's the big job?"[/COLOR] With some definite eagerness there... Tonight, eh? Not sure he's going to be able to hang on 'til then. [COLOR="#A9A9A9"]<Assuming some resistance form Big John on the gambling front: [/COLOR] John pushes one of the smaller barrel-chair John's way with a bare foot (stone floor's nice and cool when you're not wearing boots) while gesturing invitation to the table, roguish grin firmly in place now: [COLOR="#8B4513"]"Come on, if I'm not going to Damodil's, you got to give me [I]something[/I], right? What if I snap going cold-turkey on any and all gambling like that?"[/COLOR] he teases. [COLOR="#8B4513"]"That's not healthy, you know Boss man. Not healthy at all."[/COLOR] His rumpled and stained 'green roses' deck is somehow already on the table, which it clearly wasn’t before! (The deck is so-named for the brambly roses crudely inked in green on the back of the cards :)). [sblock=OOC] Glad to be here. :) Re the addition of One-Hand Tully, you did say he joined a gang of three, right? If you had/have other ideas for the third member, the above is just a suggestion, of course. By the way, the <Response?> tags are meant to show that John is expecting a reply from that person (as expressed through non-verbal cues). It's not meant to bar or discourage *others* from replying in any way (feel encouraged even), or force a reply, and certainly a wave or ignoring *is* considered a reply in this context. Just so you know. :)[/sblock] [/QUOTE]
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