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[weatherbraids.livejournal.com]

[There's an open door in the manor that really should lead to some godforsaken utility closet! Instead, it's open to a fairly hot summer day, with a bright blue, cloudless sky. There's a smell of smoke and black powder to the air in some areas, but it is generally a nice enough day. Honestly, it's kind of eerie! There's a winding path with greenery around it, forming a giant spiral shape leading to a giant tower with an even larger clock in the center of it.

If you look for people, there is exactly one, and she is on the roof of a whitewashed, two-story cottage with a thatched roof and a few outbuildings. There's a cloth spread out under her, and she is very obviously soaking up the sun. Anyone who knows Tris might see a few telltale signs of discontent- and Briar will most assuredly be able to tell that Tris is shaken.

But it's not nearly as bad as it could be. Enjoy your walled temple community visit!]

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[9th-pirate-lord.livejournal.com]

[That open door has Jack's curiosity and he ventures through it. What caught his attention more was the smell of gunpowder. At first when he walked in that he was back home but something was off. The tower was certainly not from his world but still it was worth the looking in to considering that he remembered something like this being said when he first met Tris.]

Oy!

[Readying himself for battle just in case, Jack has his hand on the hilt of his sword.]

[weatherbraids.livejournal.com]

[Tris is going to look down from the roof of Discipline Cottage and make this incredible Face. It's not really you, Jack, it's the situation. After a moment she's going to sigh and grab a loose strand of breeze to hopefully help carry her voice down.]

There's nobody here but us. I wouldn't be relaxing- or trying to- up here if there was anyone else here. Welcome to Winding Circle Temple; I doubt my brother would be happy if you walked in the garden, just as a fair warning.

[9th-pirate-lord.livejournal.com]

Fair enough.

[Jack keeps his eyes open for anything that would suggest a battle coming his way. He hasn't looked up to see Tris just yet. He's still taking in his surroundings and carefully inspects the area for a quick means for escape should one need to be found.]

Where would you suggest I go, milady?

[weatherbraids.livejournal.com]

I'm merchant. Don't call me a lady.

[Tris is pointing out a path.] Just stay out of where there are obviously cultivated plants.

[9th-pirate-lord.livejournal.com]

[He was just about to step off the path when she said that and nearly loses his balance from the sudden stop.]

Considered taken, merchant. Still, why must I stay on this path other than to not want to invite ire from your brother person?

[weatherbraids.livejournal.com]

Because he's in the manor, and because he is to plants what I am to the weather. Also, the memory of our foster-mother would haunt us forever and we might have to do something ridiculous like hang ourselves in the well by our ankles.

[9th-pirate-lord.livejournal.com]

Oh.

[None of that really made any sense to him but who was he to stomp on someone else's domain and not give a second thought. As selfish as he was, he was also seriously outmatched here.]

It would be a shame to illicit any negative response to the later, eh?

[Taking a few steps back, he certainly didn't want to cause any unnecessary reactions.]

[weatherbraids.livejournal.com]

My brother has magic with plants, and this garden is- one of our foster-mothers', from a few years gone. She also has the green magic- magic with plants.

[9th-pirate-lord.livejournal.com]

[Not realizing that there was such a thing as separate magic, Jack grins.]

As long as no chickens appear, I'm good wiff it.

[And there's a good reason he doesn't like chickens.]

[thornstained.livejournal.com]

[Oh. Oh wow. Yes.]

[Briar whoops out loud and dives through the door into the place, heading straight for the gardens and 'his' plants -- well, most of them are Rosethorn's, but...]

[Tris, have you seen this?]

[last-dracula.livejournal.com]

[And somewhere not long after that, there's another curious bystander wandering in...]

[He's entirely too ... it's almost like wandering through doors that lead to nonsensical places that shouldn't be attached to that door is normal for him.]

[weatherbraids.livejournal.com]

[Tris is sitting up and shading her eyes... ...and making a face.]

[Briar, you might want to shield your eyes. There's someone coming who- well. You'll want your magical sight shielded.]

[Tris is going to flounce down the ladder. She actually seems happy to see this person, but call her on it and she will head up de nile so fast.]

[thornstained.livejournal.com]

[As Briar is currently being hugged to death by the beans, and the grass nearby is attempting to join in on the action, it takes him a moment to respond.]

[--get off, you daft plant. Huh? Gimmie a second... Alright.]

[He ambles out of the gardens slowly, taking his time to calm the plants down as he passes. Who's our guest?]

[last-dracula.livejournal.com]

[He's a little distracted by the scenery as he's wandering - sure, maybe some of it's the lack of NPC's, but it seems so ... peaceful.]

[Of course, as soon as he spots the two mages, he's picking up to a jog and heading up to the cottage.]

Tris!

[weatherbraids.livejournal.com]

[Tris, in the meantime, is going to grab a book and shoot Briar a look that would be a crooked smile in just about anyone else. Briar, this is Soma.]

Soma. This is Briar, my foster-brother. [She's gesturing a little. Just in case you thought the foster-brother was the house or something, I don't know.]

[thornstained.livejournal.com]

[Briar winces a little as he catches sight of Soma; he didn't dial down his magical sight enough for the level of power he's exuding.]

[I see what you mean, Coppercurls.]

[Nevertheless, he grins and lifts a hand in friendly welcome.]

S'you're the one who took it on hiself to brave Miss Britches.

[Pure devilry makes him call her that; with any luck, he'll be able to tell the tale of her swearing to never wear trews, and annoy his sister (in a completely loving way, of course) all at once.]

[last-dracula.livejournal.com]

[that gets a very quizzical look and a confused glance at Tris - she's supposed to be scary?]

Brave?

...Miss Britches? [Oh that's a new one >w>]

[weatherbraids.livejournal.com]

...[Tris is burying her face in her hands.] Not that you can tell he's my brother or anything...

Briar Moss, if you tell him what I think you want to tell him I will grab you by your ankles and hang you in the well. I don't care if that's Rosethorn's threat, I will do it. [Her face isn't red at ALL. Oh no.]

[thornstained.livejournal.com]

[Briar grins and begins sidling nonchalantly, making gestures in the air as he talks.]

Oh nothin'. Just that she swore trews were undignified, and you'd never see her improperly dressed.

[His sidling has taken him behind Soma, using him as a shield.]

And now just look at her!

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