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[ironshodboots]

Who: Nazca and YOU!

What: A random day of temple visits, shopping, and job hunting.

Where: Around, probably mainly in the Aspic-Griss Twist vicinity

When: All day Coardi (say time of day if it matters in your tag)

Notes: Open to new or old acquaintances.

Warnings: None so far

It's now been long enough that Nazca has decided, however she got to Baedal, she's unlikely to be leaving it any time soon. As such, she is going to need a source of income, possibly a patron deity, and definitely some allies. She's been more or less shopping for all three.

She's never had to do anything like a job application before, so she's mainly wandering about and keeping her ears open. But she learns fast, and she's willing to take either honest or dishonest work as it finds her. She will also pay a respectful visit to the temple - she's kept up the practice of small offerings to all the gods for now, until she chooses one - and will likely end the day buying some food for supper.

It's a strange life, and she's restless in it, but it isn't all bad. Considering how she came, it could be much, much worse.

Comments

[aintwoundright.livejournal.com]

He nods. "Perhaps one of us should consult Hellsing and the other talk to this girl. We need more information before we can try to figure out what the city wants from us."

[ironshodboots]

She smiles a little. "I'll take Hellsing, if you don't mind. I know someone who works there, and I've never been very good at getting around women anyhow."

[aintwoundright.livejournal.com]

Neither have I, he thinks to himself, wry. But that's not the kind of thing to say out loud, here.

"I don't mind. The next time the girl calls the network I'll try to arrange a meeting with her, to talk."

He pauses before an apartment building that looks like it's the remnants of three others shoved together. It's where he lives, but he doesn't say that just yet, not wanting to accidentally chase Nazca off if the conversation isn't over.

[ironshodboots]

Her eyes flick to the building as he pauses, then back to him. "Well. It's nice to meet someone with some vestiges of proper curiosity."

[aintwoundright.livejournal.com]

"Yes. And thank you for walking me home." Awkward little smile, with an equally awkward gesture at the building behind them that means here we are.

"I'll call you if I get to talk to that girl?"

[ironshodboots]

"And I'll see what I can find of Hellsing," she confirms. "It was a pleasure to meet you, Gabriel." And she does mean it, even if it was a useful pleasure.

[aintwoundright.livejournal.com]

"And you. Thank you. I'll be in touch."

One more smile and then he's heading into the building.