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101 Re: This is a Title. on Sat Oct 29, 2016 10:31 pm

Combining the warm milk mixture with the flour, I cut off the stove and begin mixing everything together, resting the bowl against my front as I turn to lean against the counter. 

"I think I spent the first two months here skysick. I still wake up sometimes in a panic because of the swaying." I laugh softly, watching the dough closely as it starts to combine into something cohesive. Turning back to the counter, I lay it out and begin kneading it. 

"So you have a brother?" I ask absently, working the dough.

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102 Re: This is a Title. on Sat Oct 29, 2016 11:10 pm

"Two of them, in fact," I nod as I find myself pulling out the multitool from my pocket so I can tinker with her radio, the persistent static on every station rubbing me the wrong way. "Well, one and a half. Marcus is my half brother. He actually moved out of the house when I was still a kid - we don't talk much, hardly call each other family at all. He's all politics, and twice the boring.

"Richard, though, he's my actual brother," I say absently as I unscrew the faceplate from the radio and carefully set the screws on the floor, tails up. "We have drinks occasionally, argue about my potential, that sort of thing. Fancies himself our mum or... something. He's a nasty piece of work, to be completely honest. But I enjoy his company."

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103 Re: This is a Title. on Sat Oct 29, 2016 11:13 pm

"Is he a tech, as well, then?" I ask, testing a bit of the dough because I go back to kneading it. "Or another of those fancy professions who wouldn't be caught dead in this part of the city?"

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104 Re: This is a Title. on Sat Oct 29, 2016 11:26 pm

"Richard?" I laugh, shaking my head as I poke at the insides of the radio, a static buzz sparking loudly as it shocks me and then whines into silence... oops... I can fix this. I frown at the radio in annoyance as I turn it over in my hand, my fingers tracing along the bottom for a maker, totally oblivious to Ljuba's narrowing eyes as I break her things.

"Richard is whatever he wants to be," I say as I dismantle the rest of the radio, methodically pulling each piece apart and turning it over in my hands. "Tech, witch, politician, criminal mastermind, obnoxious prat... all of the above, basically? Anyone who's ever seen the face of desperation has dealt with his business, whether they're one of those fancy folk or one of the sticky fingered little monsters than nick the birds from my sign."

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105 Re: This is a Title. on Sat Oct 29, 2016 11:41 pm

I'm finishing up the dough, piling it into a bowl before covering it with a tag as I glance back at him skeptically. Between trying to focus on the dough's status, Marnin's tinkering with my only radio, and whatever it is he's trying to say about his brother, I'm left just lost.

"Wait... So what does he do, then?"

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106 Re: This is a Title. on Sat Oct 29, 2016 11:45 pm

"He runs the Deadman's Guild," I say distractedly as I pull a handful of circuit boards from my pocket, carefully comparing sizes with the current one before replacing it and stripping the wires attached to the old one.

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107 Re: This is a Title. on Sat Oct 29, 2016 11:51 pm

I snort loudly as I come towards the bed, careful to step over the remnants of my radio as I look at Marnin incredulously.

"Right. Your brother is the boogie man." I laugh, setting the bowl of dough on the spot of the window left open by the radio, settling into the corner behind him to warm up for a moment. 

"What's he really do?"

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108 Re: This is a Title. on Sat Oct 29, 2016 11:54 pm

"No, really!" I insist with wide, innocent eyes. "He runs the Deadman's Guild. Just think about it, thirty years ago, no one had ever heard of them. Someone had to start the rumors, right? Because someone had to grow up and start the guild first. That was Richard."

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109 Re: This is a Title. on Sat Oct 29, 2016 11:56 pm

I'm grateful yet again that the man can't see my face as I roll my eyes, tugging the corner of my blanket from under him as I curl up against the corner. 

"So your brother started The Deadman's Guild, and you just go about telling people that? You realize that's ridiculous, right?"

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110 Re: This is a Title. on Sun Oct 30, 2016 12:04 am

"That's why I can tell people," I grin as I shift so I'm facing her better, my hand digging in my pocket for the small soldering pen I'd created. "No one ever believes me because Ned from down the road and their Uncle Tony also started the Deadman's Guild.

"The difference is, my brother is much scarier than Uncle Tony, so it doesn't matter if it's true or not," I say a little more seriously, a slight frown tugging at my lips as I start soldering the radio wires to the new circuit board. "People tend to steer clear of me after they meet him regardless. He has this unnerving way about him... people don't like it. And I'm his blind kid brother, so he's a wee bit overprotective."

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111 Re: This is a Title. on Sun Oct 30, 2016 12:08 am

I nod slightly, a vague sense of understanding coming over me. I don't believe for a moment that his brother is at the helm of the local legend, but if that's what he chooses to believe, then who am I to challenge it. 

"You don't seem like you need much protecting," I offer as I peer over my knees to watch him work. "Assuming you can put my radio back together, anyway. If you've broken it, I'm not sure even the boogie man can protect you."

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112 Re: This is a Title. on Sun Oct 30, 2016 12:14 am

"I'm fixing it!" I say defensively, a slight whine in my voice at the knee-jerk response before I laugh at her threat. "It was buzzy! And no wonder, it's a Newton radio. Newton is a two-bit hack with no imagination - an embarrassment to all things tech. I bet you picked this thing up at a fishery for half a copper and some week old bread."

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113 Re: This is a Title. on Sun Oct 30, 2016 12:17 am

"My last half a copper, thank you." I say as I narrow my eyes at him, "And it could've rattled and pissed on the rug for all I cared. When you're a disfigured mute, people don't tend to want to talk to you much - Radios come in handy for that."

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114 Re: This is a Title. on Sun Oct 30, 2016 12:21 am

"Well, when I'm done with it, you won't want other people to talk to you because your radio will sound so much better," I say matter-of-factly, tucking the soldering pen back in my pocket so I can start putting the radio back together. "You'll piss on the rug yourself, you'll be so pleased. But don't, though - at least not while I'm here. My nose is very sensitive."

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115 Re: This is a Title. on Sun Oct 30, 2016 12:29 am

"My piss smells like roses, thank you very much." I laugh as I shove off of the wall to walk over him and back to the kitchen. I busy myself washing out the sauce pan I'd used a moment ago before I start on the filling, combining everything and dropping it on the heat with a spoon going through it slowly. 

"So can I expect this from you every time you visit?" I ask, cleaning up the mess where I'd kneaded the dough. "You finding something to break and 'fix'?"

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116 Re: This is a Title. on Sun Oct 30, 2016 12:42 am

"Probably," I smirk as I tighten down the screws on the faceplate and then turn the radio over to scratch out the ugly NEWTON on the bottom so I can replace it with my own neat script. "I can't help myself, apparently."

I smile smugly as I click the radio back on, the sound now playing far more crisply than it had before as it pumps out a peppy song. I fall back on the pillows as I reach back to put the radio on the window sill again, careful not to knock over the dough as I do.

"So hey, you mentioned sounding like a nomad now?" I say after a moment, my arms tucking under my head so I can hear her better in the mess of pillows on the bed. "Where were you from before, if you don't mind me asking?"

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117 Re: This is a Title. on Sun Oct 30, 2016 12:48 am

"Before here, I lived in Reach's end." I respond, checking on the filling in the pan before returning to the task of setting up a new work space once the dough's risen.

"But my family is from Pallhagan."

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118 Re: This is a Title. on Sun Oct 30, 2016 12:52 am

"Oh wow," I breathe, nodding in understanding now as I mumble her name under my breath. Ljuba. Makes more sense with that accent. "You're a long way from home, aren't you? What on earth brought you to Skycrest?"

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119 Re: This is a Title. on Sun Oct 30, 2016 12:56 am

"Ah," I sigh, taking the filling off of the heat and setting it aside to cool before killing the heat. "It's a long story, and not particularly interesting. Maybe another time."

Crossing the small apartment, I step over his legs and return to my spot in the corner at the foot of the bed, glancing at the dough as I settle in for a bit. "I've only been in the city for just over two years now, though. It's been a real adjustment, everything is so different."

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120 Re: This is a Title. on Sun Oct 30, 2016 1:06 am

"I've heard that," I nod, not really knowing how different it is, but still feeling sympathy for her dilemma. "It always changes here, too. I'm sure that's odd, too, always having to adapt to a new climate and the influx of new cultures. You get used to one thing, and then it's time to move on to the next.

"I have a hard time with it, too, honestly," I admit with a faint frown, my hand straying down to my stomach to scratch. "It takes me a little longer than others to adjust to the shift - and sometimes, I just have to close down the shop and ride it out until we move on to a new location because it throws off my senses so bad."

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121 Re: This is a Title. on Sun Oct 30, 2016 1:19 am

"Yeah, I don't think I'd have thought of that, but it has to be really disorienting for you, doesn't it?" I frown a bit, "There's been a few times, I hear on the radio where we're adjusting to move over mountains or shifting into a new climate, I have to just sleep for awhile. It's too exhausting just being up here sometimes."

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122 Re: This is a Title. on Sun Oct 30, 2016 1:24 am

"God, I hate going over the mountains," I groan loudly. "Or going through the tropical areas? Everyone goes bananas for the flowers and fruits that come in, and I'm just suffocating on all the smells and the humidity. And I get so dizzy when we go over the mountains, it's torture."

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123 Re: This is a Title. on Sun Oct 30, 2016 1:27 am

"If I thought for a moment it wouldn't break me, I'd hop off the next time we docked and just live wherever it was." I say wistfully, "Even if it was one of those stupid mountains."

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124 Re: This is a Title. on Sun Oct 30, 2016 1:29 am

"Break you in what way?" I ask curiously, my head tilting toward her with interest.

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125 Re: This is a Title. on Sun Oct 30, 2016 1:37 am

"Ah, I meant if I thought I could afford it." I clarify, "It's taking all I've got to scrape by here, I don't know if I could survive picking it all up and trying again somewhere new."

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