06-04-2015, 10:16 PM
Agnès felt the cold of the desert night bite at her down to the bone. The conditions had been much worse during her travels, specifically in Eternia where white powder rained from the sky on clear nights, and where a wet glass-like material would grow over stony surfaces on specifically cold days... But, as she was used to the desert, mainly desert nights where even the thick stone brick walls of the Temple of Wind were not always enough to block out the elements, this wasn't too bad. However, on such days, she would typically resort to bundling herself in as many blankets as she could get without troubling any of the acolytes. Tonight, however, she was not so fortunate. She regretted that a pair of thick, opaque tights or leggings would not fit very well with her current outfit, as her knees and thighs felt like they would soon freeze.
Her cheeks had likely already gone rosy to fight off the cold, but luckily the mask Shay had provided (Which was oddly comfortable) assisted in such an endeavour. Having her hair tied back was quite convenient, as well, as it allowed for slightly more mobility, and if a situation turned sour, she wouldn't need to worry about her hair obscuring her vision or being chopped by blades passing her by. A little bit of walking drew the pair closer to and eventually almost into Carrefore, which was a quite secure-looking but seemingly desolate place in the middle of the night. It was likely the two were not viewed as welcomed guests, in part because they would appear as if they were trying to conceal themselves - And so Shay stopped against the wall of a building lining the outside of the city. The walking Agnès had grown so used to, with the little pom-poms on the front of her boots bouncing gently against her calves rhythmically, quickly stopped as well. And, without a word, Shay offered a little nod to the Vestal before leaping up into the air about half his height, at which point he began to climb various slightly protruding portions of the wall they were previously against.
In a sudden bout of shock, Agnès realized that she may have been in the process of being left behind. "Shay!" she called up in a whisper. "What advice do you have to offer? I do not know how to--"
"Keep a cool head and just try. If that doesn't work, just do as I do," he returned even more quietly. She strained to catch his words, but she understood the message. She would need to jump... The last time she had jumped, at least of her own accord, was when her group had received the Valkyrie asterisk, when she and her friends were trying to figure out who could use it best. In short, she wasn't even close to capable with it, so she didn't have high hopes for this. Still, she bent her legs down and stretched them out swiftly, sending her up into the air just less than Shay had gone, kicking up a little bit of sand in the process of leaving the ground. As soon as she was in the air, her eyes darted around looking for somewhere to place her hands. A pair of bricks sticking slightly outwards came to mind first, which Agnès grabbed. Shay had already almost reached the top in an amount of time she considered impossible, but that was all the more reason for her to hurry. Instinctively she reached up for an unlit semicircle sconce-like object, black metal likely filled with ash and wood on the inside. She pulled herself up, using the bricks as footing, then she reached for the top of a windowsill as a last grip. With one foot on the rim of the sconce below her and one hand on the windowsill, she reached up and took Shay's hand with a smile, unfortunately concealed by her mask. With a little bit of effort, she pushed and he pulled her up to the roof.
"See? That wasn't so hard, now, was it?" Shay whispered. "You did a pretty good job, there. All you really need to work on is speed." Additionally, Agnès took note of mentally, she would need to work on finding less awkward means of climbing - At one point she felt like she was doing the splits with where her footings were. Then again, she really wasn't athletic in the slightest, so it wasn't unusual for her to be easily tired out or to exaggerate physical feats verbally or mentally. On the bright side, though, she wasn't so out of shape that she was out of breath. "Right... Good. Where are we heading next?" Agnès breathed - Fine, maybe she was a little bit tired. The walk to Carrefore wasn't forgiving, so she had a right to be tired.
From above, despite her considering the place a city, it seemed much less... Grandiose, for lack of a better word, now. Compared to, say, Florem or Ancheim, it wasn't quite as flashy or expansive respectively. It looked much more to serve for function over fashion, which Agnès admired, and the efficiency and uniformity were impeccable or at the very least notable. However, those were not always qualities the Vestal could stand behind, as they were not always morally sound ideas. Off in the distance, past a number of rooftops, the tops of buildings eventually reached a very swift height crescendo, for lack of a better term, where everything seemed... Outlandish. The technology involved seemed beyond even airships, and those were far beyond her comprehension, so this was simply confusing to her. Shay grabbed Agnès' shoulder, pulled their heads together somewhat and pointed at a building off slightly to the right, taller than most of the buildings around it. "I'd bet that's where our target is," Shay whispered. "That's more than a bit of distance to cover if you're not that confident in how agile you are. If you want to stay here, I can leave you here and..."
Agnès was visibly less than impressed, and that could be seen in her expression. "Do not even make the proposition." At that, Shay nodded with an expression of mixed worry and respect, mostly the latter, and led the pair with a jump between buildings. Agnès followed, and they continued their travel towards the location Shay had pointed out before - A strange tower-like structure, with artificial light pouring through the windows.
Her cheeks had likely already gone rosy to fight off the cold, but luckily the mask Shay had provided (Which was oddly comfortable) assisted in such an endeavour. Having her hair tied back was quite convenient, as well, as it allowed for slightly more mobility, and if a situation turned sour, she wouldn't need to worry about her hair obscuring her vision or being chopped by blades passing her by. A little bit of walking drew the pair closer to and eventually almost into Carrefore, which was a quite secure-looking but seemingly desolate place in the middle of the night. It was likely the two were not viewed as welcomed guests, in part because they would appear as if they were trying to conceal themselves - And so Shay stopped against the wall of a building lining the outside of the city. The walking Agnès had grown so used to, with the little pom-poms on the front of her boots bouncing gently against her calves rhythmically, quickly stopped as well. And, without a word, Shay offered a little nod to the Vestal before leaping up into the air about half his height, at which point he began to climb various slightly protruding portions of the wall they were previously against.
In a sudden bout of shock, Agnès realized that she may have been in the process of being left behind. "Shay!" she called up in a whisper. "What advice do you have to offer? I do not know how to--"
"Keep a cool head and just try. If that doesn't work, just do as I do," he returned even more quietly. She strained to catch his words, but she understood the message. She would need to jump... The last time she had jumped, at least of her own accord, was when her group had received the Valkyrie asterisk, when she and her friends were trying to figure out who could use it best. In short, she wasn't even close to capable with it, so she didn't have high hopes for this. Still, she bent her legs down and stretched them out swiftly, sending her up into the air just less than Shay had gone, kicking up a little bit of sand in the process of leaving the ground. As soon as she was in the air, her eyes darted around looking for somewhere to place her hands. A pair of bricks sticking slightly outwards came to mind first, which Agnès grabbed. Shay had already almost reached the top in an amount of time she considered impossible, but that was all the more reason for her to hurry. Instinctively she reached up for an unlit semicircle sconce-like object, black metal likely filled with ash and wood on the inside. She pulled herself up, using the bricks as footing, then she reached for the top of a windowsill as a last grip. With one foot on the rim of the sconce below her and one hand on the windowsill, she reached up and took Shay's hand with a smile, unfortunately concealed by her mask. With a little bit of effort, she pushed and he pulled her up to the roof.
"See? That wasn't so hard, now, was it?" Shay whispered. "You did a pretty good job, there. All you really need to work on is speed." Additionally, Agnès took note of mentally, she would need to work on finding less awkward means of climbing - At one point she felt like she was doing the splits with where her footings were. Then again, she really wasn't athletic in the slightest, so it wasn't unusual for her to be easily tired out or to exaggerate physical feats verbally or mentally. On the bright side, though, she wasn't so out of shape that she was out of breath. "Right... Good. Where are we heading next?" Agnès breathed - Fine, maybe she was a little bit tired. The walk to Carrefore wasn't forgiving, so she had a right to be tired.
From above, despite her considering the place a city, it seemed much less... Grandiose, for lack of a better word, now. Compared to, say, Florem or Ancheim, it wasn't quite as flashy or expansive respectively. It looked much more to serve for function over fashion, which Agnès admired, and the efficiency and uniformity were impeccable or at the very least notable. However, those were not always qualities the Vestal could stand behind, as they were not always morally sound ideas. Off in the distance, past a number of rooftops, the tops of buildings eventually reached a very swift height crescendo, for lack of a better term, where everything seemed... Outlandish. The technology involved seemed beyond even airships, and those were far beyond her comprehension, so this was simply confusing to her. Shay grabbed Agnès' shoulder, pulled their heads together somewhat and pointed at a building off slightly to the right, taller than most of the buildings around it. "I'd bet that's where our target is," Shay whispered. "That's more than a bit of distance to cover if you're not that confident in how agile you are. If you want to stay here, I can leave you here and..."
Agnès was visibly less than impressed, and that could be seen in her expression. "Do not even make the proposition." At that, Shay nodded with an expression of mixed worry and respect, mostly the latter, and led the pair with a jump between buildings. Agnès followed, and they continued their travel towards the location Shay had pointed out before - A strange tower-like structure, with artificial light pouring through the windows.
Quote:WOAH, Agnès actually posted! And it only took, what, three hours of sitting on the post and combing through for typos and mistakes? *Sigh*