Silver Sights [O]

[junai]

This had been a horrible idea. Whatever had possessed her to walk up a mountain in such warm weather?

Oh. Right. 'It'll be a lovely day!' the television had promised, the smiling anchor woman cheerfully lying to the world as she tilted her head to one side, chuckling with her fellow newscaster. 'No doubt the best views will be visible from the mountain! And such lovely air will be good for one's health! Check it out folks!'. It'd promptly switched to the male newscaster, his black hair streaked and smoothed back. Gilly had only half listened, looking out her window at the mountain, considering how small it looked compared to the ski resorts of her childhood. She'd be able to climb that no problem. And lovely sights were always wonderful! Yeah! That's what she'd do on her day off!

She'd made a huge mistake.

Huffing and puffing up the trail, she paused and leaned against a tree, leaning forward to make breathing a little easier. Perhaps, just this once, shorts and a tank top would've been more advisable. Not a long dress with full sleeves and petticoat and everything. Even her neck was covered, a single broach keeping some frills in place. Gilly looked like you could've put her on a mantel piece and she would've been a doll your grandmother had when she was a kid. Which, in her mind, equaled perfection.

Straightening she fanned herself, attempting to make her flushed cheeks pale again. Looking about, Gilly had to take back some of what she said about the newswoman. She was right. It was a lovely sight, flowers gently blowing in the breeze, leaves rustling together to make a soft, hush hush noise, not a single car sound in the background or any noise from the town. The trail continued to curve in front and behind her, winding off into the distance. She could even see a feral cat sliding through the grass, stalking something. Ah, nature.

Turning, Gilly began moving up the trail again, hands placed demurely across her sternum, chin held high, her ponytail bouncing behind her. For quite a few steps she looked lovely, like a Victorian woman stepping out of a history book and into a picturesque setting. Then her boot caught a stone and she toppled forward with a loud half screech, half yelp. "Mother f-" With a distinctive whump she landed in the middle of the trail, her dress sprawling about her, dirt rising in a cloud and settling as well.

Ok. Yeah. No. She'd made a huge mistake.

OOC: Aaaaaah, it's been such a long time since I've RPed on a site. I hope this is ok

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[trick]

This had been a great idea! Well besides the warmth of the day anyway. J.T was strolling up the mountain with ease, his green and white striped hat blocking out the direct contact of the suns rays. It helped a little. Of course his black robe didn't help things much just the same. Under his black robe he wore a green shirt and green pants. He just didn't have it in him to leave his robe behind, weird to grow an attachment to a piece of clothing but there it was. He was quite attached to the thing, of course wearing it for centuries probably had something to do with it. At any rate, onward! He moved up the mountain at an easy pace, his love for exploring being satisfied with each step. As he walked the sheath against his left hip bopped against his leg every now and then. One couldn't be too careful with beasts and such about. His sword was merely for defense purposes.

He barely had a warning before something lunged out of the bushes and took a running leap at him, snagging his green hat right off his head before landing. His eyes darted towards the feline that had done such an interesting deed. "Well hello there!" he grinned, his hands reaching out to get his hat back. "Why don't I..." The cat made a growling noise and ran upward along the path. "Hey! I don't think so interesting one." With a snap of his fingers the hat flew out of the cat's mouth and back over to his head. A tiny recall spell that was mere childs play. The cat was now staring at him, and J.T could tell it was thinking something before it ran off and out of sight. Interesting little bugger he was!

"Mother F-"

What was that? J.T Squinted to see up the trail some and spotted a woman wearing...well least he didn't feel like he was the only stupid one for wearing something like a robe. That woman seemed to be wearing a full on dress. Maybe she was as crazy as he was? J.T grinned a little bit more as he hurried his way up the hill at a faster rate, fast enough to arrive and offer his hand to the woman on the ground. Wow, she was a looker this one. He was immediately curious about her and why she was wearing such a dress on a hot day.

"Would the curious human like a helping hand?" He asked, his grin still on his face.

(OOC: It's ok, I'm trying to get back into it again myself ^^. And I thought yours was great ^^)

[junai]

Rolling onto her back Gilly stared at the sky for a moment or two, panting. Her nose and entire face just hurt so much. Like one giant bruise was going to develop. It was probably not true, but her gut tightened as her face scrunched up, scowling at the sun. Cheery jerk that it was.

Sitting up she rubbed her nose, hearing someone approach. Oh, just great! Juuuust great! Someone to bask in her embarrassment. A voice in the back of her head whispered to her that there was no need to take her frustration and pain out on some poor soul, no need to lash out and gut someone. She told the voice where to shove it. "Would the curious human like a helping hand?" What an odd turn of phrase. No doubt an even odder person was behind the question. Of course, with as many strange people as there were in the town, she really shouldn't be surprised.

Looking up she squinted for a moment, lifting a hand to shield her eyes. Then a cloud drifted over the sun and she could see more clearly. He seemed... awfully tall. And was dress very oddly. Well, Gilly thought, for once reasonable, she was dressed just as oddly for the warm day.

Clearing her throat she nodded a little. "Yes, actually. Just a hand up." At least he was a gentleman. And once she was up she could consider him. Her gut reaction to him would certainly change how she acted, but Gilly considered her gut reactions reliable. Usually they just landed her into trouble.

Curling her legs under her she got ready to stand, already patting at the dirt on her dress, scowling. She had just made this dress! And now she was going to have to wash it all over again! She may have fallen into something or stained it with something and it could very well be ruined! Ruined!!! To distract herself she kept speaking. "Thank you for the offer. I didn't see anyone else on this mountain all day. May I ask what you're doing here? Other than enjoying a bit of a walk as well?" Gilly looked back up at him, eyes narrowing on his sword. "And why for goodness' sake do you have a sword on you!? I highly doubt you need it to ward off chipmunks!" Gut leaning in the 'he's crazy' direction.

OOC: Yay! Somebody to remember how to RP with! ><

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[trick]

The poor woman didn't like to get her clothes all dirty? Well he couldn't blame her, though it wasn't that much of a big deal. A snap of his finger and the dirt would just poof off of his own clothes. Perhaps if she didn't mind he'd do it to hers? If it mattered that much to her anyway. Just a hand up and yet she was starting to ask him questions, and this peeked his interest even more. One shouldn't be blind to those around them after all, perhaps she had a brain? Beauty and a brain, was that possible? The possibilities made him smile, normal human's could be so fascinating at times couldn't they be? She was getting ready to take his hand now, which happened to be still offered towards her. She curled her legs, speaking and wondering about why he was up here on the mountain, as if he had any other reason then just to go exploring. He chuckled a little bit, his hand wavering in the air.

"Well for starters I'm up here simply to explore. It was such a lovely day, according to the weather girl anyway, and the mountain has a wonderful view at the top. It's in my blood miss, I love to roam. To answer the second question, I'm a wizard miss, I tend to attract all sorts of attention, including pirates. My sword is to only be unsheathed for my personal defense or the defense of others. I don't like to fight but with over three hundred years of experience, I wouldn't lose a fight either. Not likely anyway...oh! If it matters to you that much to have dirt on your clothes, a snap of my finger and your dress would be as beautiful as it was when it was first made. First rate stuff that dress is by the way, beautifully woven together." He was rambling a bit, his attention not staying on one spot for too long. Many things about her were fascinating and he had only just scratched the surface.

A bush shook a little bit near by and his attention was drawn to that. "Might want to take my hand and get up now miss." Before he could speak even more the feral cat from earlier burst out and jumped, nabbing his hat once more off the top of his head and scrambled up the trail as fast as it could go. Bugger! That was one determined cat and it only made him all the more curious about it. What did it want with it? His blond hair was now exposed to the sun and he sighed, well he'd be heading up there soon enough to find out wouldn't he? Perhaps in the company of such a lovely young woman too?