(1310-08-28) Thief at the Market
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RL Date: Tue Aug 28, 1310
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colombe gemma rajiya ailene 

Grand Plaza

No humble, cobbled, crowded town square, this: the grand plaza of Marsilikos gleams, a true centerpiece of a wealthy, international port city. The marble tiles of the square itself are fitted smoothly together, alternating white and greyish-blue with obsidian equal-armed crosses inset at the intersections. Four raised planters, ten meters square, offer cool travertine seating around swaths of raised ground, grassy and tended in all seasons with foliage best beautiful and suiting to the weather, positioned in each of the corner quadrants of the square, and, in the center, a concrete-laid pool is lined with marble, into which four ichthyocentaurs are pouring cool, clean water from carved vases of striking white marble. On a pedestal half-hidden by the winding tails of the ichthyocentaurs is an ancient obelisk, one solid piece of red granite, imported with great expense from Menekhet, mounting twenty one meters into the sky and casting a winding shadow around the corners of the plaza as the day progresses.%r%rOn the western edge of the square a grand marble stairwell overlooks the port and the harbor below; to the north, two strips of marble extend far between the stoate pillars of the marketplace, embracing a well-cultivated spina of greenery.

The grand Plaza is always busy, it is always packed but not quiet like today, bright colored banners hang everywhere, and a stage is setup quickly in the early hours, now a troope of actors are climbing it, and the world is waiting with bated breath. They are here to perform, a circus of sorts a one man acts, jokes, musical numbers, poetry a little of everything for each taste, even a few girls barely dressed to dance for the men, and a one muscler man to show off his skill of the sword. With the crowd watching now, a man in a bright red vest steps out from the back, moving towards the front of the stage. His hand is gripping his hat to bow low towards the audience, and his voice coming out powerful."Hello and welcome to the Zeppies traveling show, and we have skills and acts and pleasure for all, I wish to welcome you to my amazing show! I'm Master Zeppie, and the ringmaster and the host, and a sword eater of the scared art!"

A day to explore the market has been planned, and thus the exotic Rajiya appears within the crowd, closely followed by three guards. Upon closer examination, one would realize the guards are female, not male as might be normal with most nobles. Curiuos is the young woman, and once the voice of Zeppie is heard, she walks closer to see this show that's being spoken of. Weaving her way through the crowd, she picks a place near the front so she might see better, all the while her guards keep watch of the crowd that may surround the Bhodistan Ambassador.

Gemma walks along with Colombe, looking over the sights and the crowds. WIth the traveling show spyed Gemma gives a playful tug on Colombe's arm to encourage him down the street towards the performers. She flashes a grin at him, "I love the traveling performers, I missed them the last time they visited the city."

Colombe is most easily tugged by Gemma toward the performers. He grins this amused sort of grin and says to her, "Then we'll watch them until you've had your fill." Eyes turn to the troupe and Colombe adds, "Not sure when I last saw some travelling performers…"

The sound of the crowd is louder now, as he throws his arms wider, with a wicked smile, for a moment, then Master Zeppie with a wicked smile, he is now shirtless standing there, his chest is coated in scars, and his eyes moving over the crowd."I will now eat three sword, each one a little more well you shall see." A woman in a tight shirt, and a short skirt is walking towards the stage from the crowd, and she is holding a large black box, as she steps on stage, she is opening it, and the sword swallower, is moving towards it quickly, as he leans down to pick up a curved sword, with a broad blade."Now to eat something spicy first."

As others press closer, Rajiya draws her skirts closer, her gaze upon the man on the stage. A brow is arched upwards at his words, gaze swinging towards the woman that appears with the box. Intrigued is she, though certainly she is a little nervous about the act. Swallowing swords is not something you should do!

The crowd closing in has pushed Gemma closer to Colombe, standing on her tip toes to see over the crowd, "I think the sword swallowing is a trick, I've seen those collapsable sword things. Otherwise I don't see how they coudl do it."

"Now then to show you it is real, and it is a real sword." The woman starts to bring out a large basket, with a little chuckle as he looks at the crowd."Now then check this out." He then swings the sword through the basket slicing it in half, and inside is a 8 large watermelons, as he stabs right down into the center of it, with a wicked smile, and then it is sliced from the inside, and the whole audicene is now coated in juices, and seeds with a wicked chuckle."Now then, I will pay for your clothing to be washed, if it does not kill me!"

Colombe smirks at Gemma's comment and then wrinkles his nose when he's covered in watermelon juice. "Seems like a waste of watermelon," he comments drily, "but it's an effective demonstration." And his attention is focussed on the performer.

Rajiya jumps back, just as one guard moves quickly before her in an attempt to keep her clean. The worse, at least, does not ruin the ambassador's clothing, juice and seeds pattering against the black-clad guard instead. Peeking from around the guard, Raj watches, even more curious now, speaking softly with the guard before her in their native tongue.

Gemma jumps back along with most of the audience, laughing she shakes her head, shedding seeds and juice left and right, "Where is the rain when we need it?" she eyes the sword with a frown, "Ok… so maybe it is real."

"See see see, real deadly ready to rock." Master Zeppie, lifts the sword to his lips, licking the blade slowly, his tongue bleeeding down the blade, and then he smiles at them."Now to feed my belly." The sword is tilted now, and then it is placed in his teeth, biting down hard, a metal ring of teeth on it, as he slides it down in his belly, slowly now, with a wicked look at them, the blade is 6 inches curved as it is feed to himself, everyone is quiet as hell.

Ailene has arrived.

Colombe watches in rapt attention as the man swallows that sword. His mouth hangs open a little, eyes widening. "I… do you see that," he says to Gemma in amazement.

Gemma reaches out blindly to take Colombe's arm, her eyes going wide at the sight of the blood on the blade. She looks quickly around at the crowd and back at the entertainer.

Rajiya is like many in the crowd, staring raptly as the man feeds the sword down his belly. She glances about, seeing others looking at the man in disbelief just as well as she, turning back in time to see it slide further down into the man's belly. More soft words are spoken to her guard who shakes her head in response.

<FS3> Colombe rolls Perception: Success. (5 8 4 6 6 2)

<FS3> Thaddeus rolls 5+5: Failure. (5 6 5 1 6 5 2 4 6 3)

<FS3> Ailene rolls Perception: Failure. (6 2 3 5 1 4 3)

<FS3> Gemma rolls Perception: Success. (1 4 4 5 8 6 6)

Ailene is late! She had heard there was an event going on, but took too long browsing in the market. In any case, she is here now! She skips into the vicinity, raspberry tart in hand and looks around. Spying Gemma, she skips over to her, smiling brightly. "Gemma!" she calls out, then reaches her, She grins and then looks over at the sword swallower. Her eyes go wide at the sight.

<FS3> Colombe rolls Brawl: Failure. (2 2 5)

<FS3> Rajiya rolls Perception: Success. (6 2 3 4 8 6 4 5)

Something captures Colombe's attention, and it's not the pretty woman his arm has snaked around. The Eresse lord frowns as he sees children slipping through the crowd, clumsily cutting purses, or stealing jewellery. He scowls and reaches to grab one, but the kid - though not particularly stealthy - is nimble and slips from COlombe's hands. "Thieves!" he calls.

Gemma greets Ailene with a half curtsey and a hug before she draws away. She grins at the sign of the tart, "I imagine someone is going to have to keep you away from the tart cart soon." she looks past Ailene and frowns, looking quickly around, searching for someone before asking, "Where is your guard?" she looks over at Colombe, nodding before pointing out the cut purse to Ailene.

Not only does Rajiya see the children, but so do her guards, the three females stepping closer to the Bhodistan Ambassador. They make no move to try and stop the children, merely make it plain that they are seen, and are not welcome to try their games with the one they protect. As others call out, and the search is on, the guards look to the stage to the man and woman there.

<FS3> Ailene rolls Stealth: Good Success. (1 8 5 6 8)

Actually, Cyrille, Ailene's guard, is just catching up to her. He scowls deeply at his charge and she just laughs. "You had no idea where I was, right?" she asks him. "Right?" She laughs again, as if running away from her guard was the funniest thing in the world. Well, he is here now. She looks to Gemma and smiles. "I was just playing with him." she says. "I let him find me, didn't I?" She winks, then looks back at the show. She is completely oblivious to any thieves in the area. Well, the only thing she has on her anyway is raspberry tarts.

The perfromance is now, no longer chill, it is quiet the screaming, people checking for purses, and jewels. The children, the trouble some, and they are dashing towards the allies, now with a whooping, and shouting and they are moving quicker down, the path as they move, the show is stoped, there is nothing but paused shocked on the stage, as they are watching it all, and then the kids are hauling the slow one is now going away.

Gemma grabs Ailene's arm and pulls her along as she returns to Colombe's side, dodging the streaming crowd, weaving around those on the way out. Reaching Colombe she asks, "Did any of them get caught?" she doesn't have any jewelery and only now checks her small purse at her hip.

Colombe checks his purse first, and then ensures Gemma is unmolested by the cutpurses. But, since he's not the quickest cat in the room, he takes up a slightly more defensive posture. "Shame," he mentions to Gemma, "I suppose they see a crowd as an opportunity…"

Rajiya speaks up to the trio that comes closer to her, guard trailing behind, "Are you all well? Did you lose anything?" The last asked of Colombe. The screaming and yelling does make it hard to hear, but one can pick up that while her D'Angeline is fluent, there is a soft accent that marks her words.

Ailene , who can sometimes be as dumb as a pile of bricks, looks around with wide eyes at the screaming. she follows Gemma as Colombe leads her away, giving the man a confused nod. "What is happening?" she asks Gemma, tugging on her arm. Cyrille is looking around and scowling. Ailene still has no clue that her purse, which was attached to her dress, has been stolen. The tarts she stuffed in there are gone. When she sees Rajiya, she widens her yes more and curtsies. Then she looks even more confused. "Lose?" She looks down finally. "My tarts! What the fu—-" She stops herself just in time. "I mean, what in the name of Elua?"

<FS3> Thaddeus rolls 6+4: Good Success. (8 8 2 1 2 4 2 1 4 2)

<FS3> Ailene rolls Perception: Success. (6 4 8 6 4 1 3)

Gemma looks down at Ailene's purse or where it was, "You had tarts in your purse?" she looks after the racing children and then at Ailene. Chewing on her lower lip, in a way she wants to kids to get away and she might even have recignized a few of the hoodlums.

Ailene 's eyes spot the kids running and she sees which direction they are going in. She picks up her skirts and is all prepared to run after them but Cyrille stops her with a stern shake of his hand some head. Ailene scowla. "Then you go after them!" she orders him. He refuses to, seeing as it's not his job to chase after little hoodlums, but to protect his charge. He stays right there, looking around, at the ready in case others try to come back. Ailene sighs, then looks to Gemma. She blushes. "Well, you see.." she begins, then giggles. "I kind of spent all my allowence by ordering bi weekly deliveries of tarts from Madamoiselle Audriala and I also got my brother Vespasien a very expensive gift to make up for a trick I played." She looks back to where the kids were running. They have hidden by now. "Those little—!" she calls out, shaking her fist and stomping her little foot. "Just wait until I run into one you!

Rajiya does her best to not giggle softly at Ailene's grumpiness at the kids, a hand to delicately hide her wide grin as she watches the trio. "This baker.. where is her shop? These tarts do sound most delicious." Curious is she to try something new from this land.

Gemma says, "I hope that expensive gift wasn't also in the purse?" Gemma looks towards the stage, a look of disapointment on her face as the performers seem to be packing up, "Damn, they ruined the show. I hope they'll be performing tomorrow as well, I just hope this didn't ruin the entire show." she smiles at the interest of the tarts, "The meat pies are really good as well."

Ailene turns to Rajiya with a sad smile. "They are really good!" she exclaims, eyes shining. "I am absolutely addicted to them!" She then sighs. "I would offer you one, but they took of with them." Another dramatic teenage sigh. "Her shop is in the Market." she says, pointing in the direction. She then turns back to Gemma and shakes her head. "No, just the tarts." she says. "Oh!" She then remembers something and lowers her voice. "I also spent a good amount at the Wine Cellar the other night." she confesses. "I also bought my friend a bottle of Usighe." She blushes. "Please don't tell my cousin!"

Rajiya makes note of the direction of said bakery, "I will have to check it out. " And then she wonders, "Meat pies?" Curious is she! Listening to the conversation, the guards move about, allowing her from behind them now that it seems the trouble… and watermelons… are gone. "What is Usighe?" So many questions!

Colombe gets back to the women from wherever he was and says, "Wine Cellar? Why, I was just introduced to it by Gemma the other day. Fine selection." There's a moment and then the man says with a charming smile, "Colombe d'Eresse. I do not believe I've met either of you. I would certainly remember."

Gemma gives Ailene a hug before stepping back over to Colombe to excuse herself, "I've gotta go get my chores done. Tomorrow morning, fishing and we hope the sea cooperates!"

Ailene smiles again at Rajiya. "It is this strong alcoholic beverage." she tells her. "I didn't try it." She then headtilts. "Or did I?" She looks confused for a moment, then laughs. "Anyway, my friend is not allowed to drink too much yet, so I sent it to him and warned him not to get caught!" she laughs again then turns to Colombe. "I am Lady Ailene Trevalion." she tells him. "My oldest brother is Augustin Trevalion, the Vicomte de Rouen." she says proudly. "Maybe you have heard of him?" she asks. She then headtilts again. "D'Resse?" she asks. "Oh!" She lights up. "You are realated to Lady Irene?" she asks. Then Gemma is leaving. She gives her quick hug. "Godspeed!" she tells her as she departs.

Rajiya listens, then ohs softly, "It sounds like.." She names something, likely a drink from her own country. But it is the name offered, both her own and that of Ailene's brother, that has the young woman smiling all the more, "Yes, yes.. I spoke to your brother one evening in the gardens at the ducal palace. He spoke of you and your sister to me! " Utoh. What might have been said?!? She quickly extends a henna decorated hand, "I am Princess Rajiya Jadeya, the Bhodistani Ambassador."

Colombe nods to Ailene drawing the connection. "A cousin," he explains, "and since I spend most of my time at sea, I'm afraid we're not particularly close. Though it's not for anything more than lack of time together." Rajiya's hand is taking by his and he presses a soft kiss to the back of it. "Princess, it's an honour. I haven't seen someone from your country in some time."

Ailene 's eyes go wide as Rajiya introduces herself as a princess! She would take the offered hand, but Colombe has yaken it and kissed it. She gives a little giggle as she lowers herself into a proper, though a tad bit clumsy, curtsy. "Your Highness." she says. "It is a pleasure to meet you." She then rises and smiles. "Oh?" she asks her. "I hope Auggie said nice things about us!" she chirps happily. To Colombe, she also smiles. "She is a very nice young lady." she says. "And very talented, too." Her smile widens. "I am hoping to be better friends with her."

Colombe lets the Princess go handle whatever she's got to handle, and then says to Ailene with a dazzlingly charming smile, "Talented? Oh, do tell me more. As I said, she and I are not close, so perhaps we have a talent in common? Or, at least, I can become interested in hers."

Ailene stares after the Princess as she suddenly departs. "She is so pretty!" she sighs, shaking her head in bewilderment. She then looks to Colombe with a smile. "Lady Irene sketches!" she exclaims excitedly. "She's very good at it, too!" she adds. "She has sketched her brothers and commoners she has seen." She then raises her chin proudly. "She even sketched me!" she says proudly, as if it was a huge honor, which it was. Cyrille suddenly taps her shoulder. He whispers something to him and she makes a pouty face, but nods. "I must go, unfortunately." she sighs. "Since the show was cancelled and thieves were on the loose." She smiles anyway. "It was very nice to meet you, though, Lord Colombe." she tells him. "Have a wonderful day!" she then chirps, and waves as she skips off, Cyrille sighing, jogging to keep up with her.

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