Birds and Pipes [Isolde]

[Vergil Zallir]

Words: XXX Notes:Inspired by my hate for Flappy Wings. Objective: Kill two Hours Mood: Eh, Annoyed-Bored leaning toward the latter Health: 100% Music:Dunno yet Place/Time: Midday Golden Alice District Weather:Frigid Music: N/A Winter in China was the 'pits' in every sense of the word. It felt like every time the man dared to venture into the winter wasteland that was the very neat and scenic Golden Alice District he was hit with a fucking breeze that'd chill him to the bone. Regardless of how many layers he wore. Currently he wore three layers a T shirt, an over shirt, and a hoodie over that. The hoodie had something written in Chinese on it he had no idea what it meant or said but seeing as people giggled when he walked passed them he figured it said something ridiculous, and indeed it did. "Chinese and Proud." read the large sweatshirt in bold red letters on the back. It wasn't that Vergil couldn't read chinese by this point, or at least basic chinese, it was simply the warmest thing he had when he bought it two weeks ago he didn't bother to read the back as it was the warmest looking jacket the store had in his size. So for now he'd deal with the snickering behind his back, until he returned home, which at this rate wouldn't be for another few hours. Due to an accident involving a certain phone app revolving around a stupid fuckin fish shaped bird that couldn't make his way past a couple of pipes blocking his way. Frustrations with this app not so surprisingly resulted in two things the first being a broken phone and the other a hole in his wall. the apartment maintenance worker told him the expenses which were ridiculously high, again not very surprising. After paying said expenses the man told Vergil to vacate for about three hours. Before he was shooed out of his home Vergil managed to grab a football or 'soccer' ball as the Americans called them. and so we find Vergil wandering into the park closest to his apartment soccer ball in hand and headphones in his ear. Playing football in the snow would be something 'new' right?.

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She was treated to the beautiful scenery of the Golden Alice district which was a great way to sit back and enjoy. Today, she had worn her dark purple coat along with a white cravat, black gloves, and her gold diadem. Although she was a bit lonely with no one around to talk to her. Her only friends were the nobles that supported her grandfather which was not surprising. Either way, she was eager to meet new people along the way. There were a lot of people around the district, but only one person stood out. It was a young man, no older than twenty-one and he was apparently playing some football. From the looks of this man, he looked like he was one of those African-American teenagers or something. Maybe he needed someone to talk to, so she walked over to him and spoke, "Good day, sir. I am Isolde Imperatrice of the imperial family."

[Vergil Zallir]

Words: XXX Notes: Well this is now a thing Objective: Hold a Conversation Mood: Interested Health: 100% Music:Dunno yet Place/Time: Midday Golden Alice District Weather:Frigid Music: N/A "Uh...What?" The chick spoke like someone out of one of those medieval films. He was balancing the ball on his foot bouncing it a bit getting used to the snowy terrain while he walked through the park his hands still in his pockets. Playing Soccer in this weather was as undesirable as Vergil thought it'd be, but again it wasn't like he had anything better to do. That was when she approached him. He let the ball off of his foot and onto the ground. The position reversed his foot now on top of the ball preventing it from rolling away. If the girl wasn't cute he'd probably call her out on the language immediately, but for now he'd just let it sit. She seemed to be his age maybe a little younger if anything. There was something else that threw him off about her. The gold crown-like thing on her head. He couldn't tell if it was real, but it did add to her medieval style of sorts. After looking her up and down quickly he figured he should say something, else it become even more awkward. "Yeah... I'm Vergil." He decided not to give a last name just yet in case she turned out to be crazy. He didn't need anymore crazy in his life especially with his first semi-intentional encounter with the shadows only a few days ago. His bandaged right hand being the best reminder of that. Lacking a topic to really talk about with the odd girl he said the first thing one his mind, "So I'm guessing you're not from around here... Isolde? right?" He'd offer his bandaged hand to the girl for a hand shake of some sort. His eyebrow raised slightly to see if she'd respond in the way she had initially.

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"It's nice to meet you, Vergil. I am not from around here as I am from Britain." she responded as she shook the man's hand. She noticed that he had a bandaged hand which made it look like he suffered an injury during a fight or something. And that strange look on his face earlier looked like he didn't comprehend her speech pattern. Maybe he watched medieval films, but couldn't understand why she had talked like that? Either way, she'll have to introduce herself properly and not in a weird manner where she will get very strange looks from other people who she met. She added, "And I am an exiled princess of the imperial family, actually."

[Vergil Zallir]

"Yo, I wasn't born yesterday your highness." He laughed there was no way she could even be remotely serious, a princess of Britain in the middle of china talking to him in a park. He couldn't help but laugh as she stated how she was. He slid his hands into his pockets. In all honesty it would make sense the crown in all maybe he did believe her if only slightly she warranted a chance after all she did seem earnest, however it also wasn't hard to fake an honest intention either, he came from another part of the world where deceit ran rampant like a wild fire. He'd give the girl a chance however and even if she wasn't she didn't seem dangerous. He'd walk over to a bench nearby. "Alright princess why don't you give me the full story if you have the time, I got an hour to kill and I'm interested, that is of course if you really are a princess?" He'd slide a cigarette and light out of his pocket as he sat down waving the girl over if she'd like to take a sea as well.


(Short post gotta go to work)

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She walked over to where he was sitting on the bench and sat down next to him. She was willing to tell him the whole story behind that if he actually believed her still. "My family's ancestry dates back to the Holy Roman Empire where Prince Claudius first ruled as emperor. Today, my grandfather serves as both emperor of the realm and patriarch of the imperial family." she explained. She figured that he actually knew from the start, but she'll have to see him prove it. Perhaps, he had paid attention to the news lately or maybe he knew from another source. If he actually believed her or not, he would've known someone from her family.

(It's all right, Heli. Don't worry about it.)

[Vergil Zallir]

Words: XXX Notes: Hmm? Objective: Listen to the story Mood: Snarky Health: 100% Music: Coming Soon Place/Time: Midday Golden Alice District Weather:Frigid Music: N/A The man cupped his hands as he lit the cigarette the familiar taste nestling into his senses once again processing the information she told him, She traced back to some guy named Claudius he'd heard the name before, but seeing as they didn't really study ancient history or rather he didn't take much of an interest in it Claudius however was a familiar name just because she could recite the emperors name however didn't mean squat. To him, she then went on to speak of how the lineage led to her grand father. As she spoke he'd mutter and grunt to show he was listening the cigarette would burn all the while. He watched her as he spoke once she stopped he leaned back in his chair pulling the cigarette out and exhaling away from her face so she wouldn't have to deal with the smell or any other effects that came with it, at least he was semi considerate when it came to his vices. His voice was entirely even as he spoke, "We could list names all day princess, but I think anyone would ask for something a bit more solid as proof not that you really have to prove 'jack' in the first place, but before we focus on that I don't really care for you gramps or you're great great gramps." He shrugged before pointing the butt of the cigarette at her the small orange flint like a laser pointer on her, "what's your story? What brings a british princess, or ex-princess into the heart of China, and for that matter how does one become an ex-princess in the first place?" As for if he believed her already who was really to say. For now he just needed a bit more of a story. He'd eye her carefully his voice still even seeing how she'd respond to his questions and attitude.

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"Well, I was brought here by a strange force after being exiled from my home. The reason for my exile was that I did not agree with my grandfather's Social Darwinist ideals." she responded. She noticed that his response was snarky as if he had never heard of her family's existence before. Looks like he never studied ancient history or something, otherwise he would've remembered where her ancestry actually traced from. She had studied her history of the imperial family in the library during her stay at her grandfather's palace. She figured that he didn't know any members of the imperial family at all. And this man demanded solid proof of her lineage which was rather difficult.

[Vergil Zallir]

Words: XXX Notes: I don't mean to god mod or anything so if you want you can ignore the flick or counter or whatever I don't mind in the slightest Objective: Move away from previous topic/ kill forty minutes Mood: Teasing Health: 100% Music: Not yet "A mysterious force eh?" A smile crept onto his face as tossed the remainder of his smoke into a nearby garbage can. A week or two ago at that point he would have shut the conversation off entirely however he'd seen stranger things since then mysterious beings and figures and fights that weren't at all normal, his hand began to twitch or spasm as thought about it the man slid the bandaged appendage into his pockets before standing the soccer ball below him, he figured he had another 40 or so minutes to kill after having heard her story, if she was telling the truth. Despite not caring much for history he did know quite a bit about politics it was necessary as a business major. "Such a brave princess to stand up to her dear old grandfather like that, if you're being honest I have to say i'm a bit impressed little princess." He'd lean over and poke her forehead laughing all the while. She still didn't have much proof, but hey what was the point of lying to him she hadn't asked him for anything and wasn't trying to persuade him into something so he'd take her words at least somewhat seriously. "Well I figure your heritage doesn't mean squat here in the middle of China, so I guess I can do that." He was obviously teasing the girl at this point in an attempt to move away from such a serious topic, "Anyways I still have a bit of time to kill, did they ever teach you how to play football back him in good old Britain?" He balanced the ball on his foot as he spoke maybe she'd join him in a quick game, or maybe he'd just teach her the basics if she didn't really know whatever worked honestly.

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"Well, no. I haven't played any sports with the exception of fencing. But, I would be glad if you could teach me the basics." she responded. She didn't expect Vergil to actually tease her about standing up to her grandfather. It was probably his intention to move the conversation to a more light-hearted one. And the subject now changed to sports where he played with the football with his foot. She hadn't been open to contact sports, but she did chose fencing as a particular sport she liked to do, mainly because it was such an elegant sport. She was willing to learn about American sports in general which was also popular in Britain. Football was probably something that American teenage boys loved to play and it was considered a favorite pastime for both the Americans and British alike. Being raised in a closed-off household did have its cons as she wanted to learn more about the outside world. After being exiled from the palace, she had gotten her wish granted.

[Vergil Zallir]

Words: XXX Notes: Learn football Objective: Teach the basics of football to overly privileged youth. Mood: Alright Health: 100% Music: Not yet The Nigerian smiled, In truth he didn't know too much about the technicalities of football himself he was pretty good at it, but it wasn't his sport of choice, he was a boxer and for good reason, but it was the sport of his home and so growing up he'd played it often with the other neighborhood boys and girls alike. The girl however was skilled in fencing which he felt was easily more of a sport than a fighting style if he was feeling a bit more prideful he would have commented on it, and perhaps challenged her to a match his fists against her toothpick, but that again was a challenge for another day. He began by lifting the ball higher with a controlled kick before knocking the ball off of his chest. "Well to start I guess you need to know what to really focus on. I learned that there are six key parts to football. The first is keeping you're eye on the ball." He'd shuffle the ball between his feet keeping control as he continued, "The second and third double as keeping control. Knowing what body part you wanna use to hit the ball and of course knowing where you want it to go." He'd bunt the ball lightly to the girl allowing her to get a feel for it. "The fifth is knowing how you plan to recieve the ball, and the sixth finally is stopping the ball when it comes to you." The man yawned finishing, "Did that make sense?"

[Vergil Zallir]

Words: XXX Notes: YOU KICK BALL LIKE THIS. Objective: Teach the basics of football to overly privileged youth. Mood: Friendly Health: 100% Music: Not yet He watched the girl preform with the ball and she was actually doing pretty well thus far, or at least she was getting the hang of it. He took his hands out of his pockets his injured arm out once again he'd motion to the girl as he spoke this time, "Alright it's kinda like that but you're making too many unnecessary movements. You want to kick the ball kinda like how'd you wanna punch something." Seeing as he was a fighter it wasn't uncommon for him to use references relating to attacking, "I guess in fencing it be something like a stab." He tried to make his reference something the presumed princess could relate to. "I imagine when you go to pierce something it's a direct and quick action you don't do anything really fancy, right? Cause if you leave yourself open for too long someone will take advantage of that. It's the same in football. You want your moves and actions to be precise." As he finished motioning with his hands he slid them once again into the depths of his pockets. "So try getting the ball where you need to go, but don't 'fling' yourself out as much." He wasn't the best teacher, but Vergil liked to think he was making at least some kind of sense.

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She listened to Vergil as he told her how to kick with the football, something about not making any unnecessary movements with the ball. Well, she was getting the hang of it so far. She punted the ball with one foot and then with the other foot as if it were a punching bag. She figured that she'll have to start kicking it like a boxer at a match which was actually what the football players on television would do at the games. The man was kind of a good football coach if he had taught anything to other people. She was learning about it in a steady way and she was willing to learn about new things.

[Vergil Zallir]

Words: XXX Notes: Social Link Go??? Objective: Get Number Mood: Feeling Alright Health: 100% Music:Nah Playa About 45 or so minutes and two cigarette's later Vergil found himself somewhat enjoying himself, the girl was a decent student she'd gotten the basics of the sport down for the most part, or at leas the basics that it took to play maybe next time he'd teach her the rules or something, that was if there was ever a next time. By the time he looked at the clock on his phone it'd been about ten minutes later than he'd intended. "Yo," He'd steal the ball from her with a swift sliding movement shuffling the white and black orb between his feet before stopping it entirely. He'd put his hand out as if to say stop. "I gotta run 'little' princess. He'd slide out his phone from his pocket holding it up eyeing her for a moment wondering what she was waiting for. "How do you expect to learn more football if you don't give me your number." He liked the younger girls company, and hey if she was an actual princess exiled or not maybe she could help him out with some of his own business later.

[Vergil Zallir]

The two exchanged numbers quickly before Vergil slid his phone back into his pocket keeping a close eye on the time all the while. As he turned to walk away he'd raise a hand lazily as she gave her own farewell. He'd speak up and turn halfway towards the girl before departing a serious look in his eyes. "Word of advice little princess everyone may not be as trusting as you are so I'd keep information of your heritage on the low it's been pretty crazy recently, especially at night." His words grew a bit colder as he warned the girl. He'd turn back ahead of him just as quickly as he left his final parting words. "Stay safe out here, and text me whenever you want a lesson!" He'd call before he disappeared into the snowy streets of Mosaic City.