[Being dropped into a lake, without prior notice, is a very unpleasant experience. Especially when you're not grabbed by your regular companion and instead octopi drag you out onto the muddy lakeshore. V is noticeably out of breath, as he's using his cane to get some stability to drag himself out of the water. Once on the dry land, he tries to summon his familiars once again, but to no avail.]
That's... inconvenient. [With a frown, coughing from time to time, and firm grasp on his cane, he follows the small path, noticing a few people making their way towards tall Cliff. Perhaps he'll get some answers there.]
⦿ Caravan
[Without Griffon to take him to the top of the Cliffs, it takes V a considerable amount of time to get up there, without passing out and falling off the side. He takes a seat on the edge, watching people gather around the guy pointed out to them, Archimedes, deciding he'll pick up stuff he needs once the crowd disperses.
1. Right now he needs to catch his breath and figure out what he'll do without his familiars. Whatever this magic thing is they "have", he doubts it will be enough. It feels odd without the constant yapping of his familiar.
2. Later, after gathering everything he needs, and feeling considerably less wet, he heads over to one of the caravans. Most of them are full, so he taps on the door of the half-empty one with his cane.]
Room for one more?
⦿ Safe Bets
[V had scoffed at the 'end of the World' proclamation, really, because how many times had he heard that until now? He was, however, intrigued by the coins and wanted to see if there was a way of getting them without dragging himself into too much trouble.
Pulling himself through the people, he finally stops at one of the tables, observing a match of poker, with a tinge of a smirk on his face. Then takes a seat once the match is done and waits for his opponent, legs crossed. Gambling is not something he usually does, but right now it's means to an end.]
⦿ Knot a Problem
[Perhaps reading old poems becomes old like a scratchy music record, but he didn't know that tying knots has also become a type of hobby. He's been mostly lingering around, looking at people trying to tie the ropes around each other, for the most part, and tries not to scoff.]
People find entertainment in odd ways.
[He looks over at the pair of people trying to do the ~massage~ type; V can't help but wonder if it actually works. How does one give a 'massage' with a rope? He's been staring in puzzlement for long enough that it is probably more than easy enough to rope him in to try out some of it.]
⦿ Network: ӨDΣ
I've heard people talk about having familiars, yet I haven't seen mine around yet.
V | Devil May Cry 5
[Being dropped into a lake, without prior notice, is a very unpleasant experience. Especially when you're not grabbed by your regular companion and instead octopi drag you out onto the muddy lakeshore. V is noticeably out of breath, as he's using his cane to get some stability to drag himself out of the water. Once on the dry land, he tries to summon his familiars once again, but to no avail.]
That's... inconvenient. [With a frown, coughing from time to time, and firm grasp on his cane, he follows the small path, noticing a few people making their way towards tall Cliff. Perhaps he'll get some answers there.]
⦿ Caravan
[Without Griffon to take him to the top of the Cliffs, it takes V a considerable amount of time to get up there, without passing out and falling off the side. He takes a seat on the edge, watching people gather around the guy pointed out to them, Archimedes, deciding he'll pick up stuff he needs once the crowd disperses.
1. Right now he needs to catch his breath and figure out what he'll do without his familiars. Whatever this magic thing is they "have", he doubts it will be enough. It feels odd without the constant yapping of his familiar.
2. Later, after gathering everything he needs, and feeling considerably less wet, he heads over to one of the caravans. Most of them are full, so he taps on the door of the half-empty one with his cane.]
Room for one more?
⦿ Safe Bets
[V had scoffed at the 'end of the World' proclamation, really, because how many times had he heard that until now? He was, however, intrigued by the coins and wanted to see if there was a way of getting them without dragging himself into too much trouble.
Pulling himself through the people, he finally stops at one of the tables, observing a match of poker, with a tinge of a smirk on his face. Then takes a seat once the match is done and waits for his opponent, legs crossed. Gambling is not something he usually does, but right now it's means to an end.]
⦿ Knot a Problem
[Perhaps reading old poems becomes old like a scratchy music record, but he didn't know that tying knots has also become a type of hobby. He's been mostly lingering around, looking at people trying to tie the ropes around each other, for the most part, and tries not to scoff.]
People find entertainment in odd ways.
[He looks over at the pair of people trying to do the ~massage~ type; V can't help but wonder if it actually works. How does one give a 'massage' with a rope? He's been staring in puzzlement for long enough that it is probably more than easy enough to rope him in to try out some of it.]
⦿ Network: ӨDΣ
I've heard people talk about having familiars, yet I haven't seen mine around yet.
Is this common?
⦿ Wildcard
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