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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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[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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