Aleksander Sólheimr ❉ Norway (
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mayfield_rpg2012-05-18 06:28 pm
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A. [Location: Tailor Shop (inside)]
[Norway rather quickly found that this is where he's supposed to be working. Tailoring has never been something he's tried, but at his age he can turn his hand to most things. He enjoys the relative quiet, and the way that he can pick up gossip as people seem to forget that he's there as he's silently taking their measurements. Already he has seen several examples of the 'drones' that he has been told about, and has forced himself to behave normally with each of them. It's enough to give him a headache.
Anyone coming into the shop during the day would find him sitting at a table, turning up the sleeves on a dinner jacket]
B. [Location: John Doe Park]
[At half past five, Norway can be found in the park, sitting on one of the benches. He would appear to be alone, but quietly humming to himself, occasionally murmuring a few words, made half-tuneless by the volume.
He seems content, but will anyone speak with him?]
[Norway rather quickly found that this is where he's supposed to be working. Tailoring has never been something he's tried, but at his age he can turn his hand to most things. He enjoys the relative quiet, and the way that he can pick up gossip as people seem to forget that he's there as he's silently taking their measurements. Already he has seen several examples of the 'drones' that he has been told about, and has forced himself to behave normally with each of them. It's enough to give him a headache.
Anyone coming into the shop during the day would find him sitting at a table, turning up the sleeves on a dinner jacket]
B. [Location: John Doe Park]
[At half past five, Norway can be found in the park, sitting on one of the benches. He would appear to be alone, but quietly humming to himself, occasionally murmuring a few words, made half-tuneless by the volume.
He seems content, but will anyone speak with him?]
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May I ask what's wrong?
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[Norway doesn't answer right away, though. He presses his fingertips together and exhales slowly]
A friend of mine is here, but he is different. It is unsettling.
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Different how?
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[He sighs. He's not usually this verbal. It's a little exhausting]
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I know what that feels like, but... just because there's been a long absence, it doesn't mean you're both not the same inside.
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Time can change many things. He sees himself now at the height of his power, the 'King of the North'.. but in my time he is not so powerful. Not anymore.
He would not understand..
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He has never been an easy person to care for, but I do care.
[Norway sighs. It occurs to him that he's being a little impolite]
I believe that formal introductions should come before, ah, what is it called.. heart-to-hearts?
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[He holds out one little hand, beaming up at the older man.]
Cain Knightlord, sir, it's nice to meet you.
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Aleksander Sólheimr.
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[He smiles politely.]
Have you just arrived, or is your friend who's new here?
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[He clasps his hands together]
We are both new here.
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[He settled further onto the bench, not looking at all perturbed as he tells the story.]
We're twins, identical, so obviously I know him as ten years old like me. When we arrived here at the same time, he was a man grown with a profession and a whole life between us.
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I will keep this in mind.
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I intend to.. the moment I know what to say.
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[He doesn't want to impose.]
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[He manages another smile, a little warmer this time]
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[He grins and hops down from the bench to carry on his way.]