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tushanshu_ooc2016-01-17 10:17 pm
Elizabeth (Bioshock Infinite)
"Yes, this one?" Elizabeth said, laying her hand on the cover of the thick book, its leather wrapping obviously old. The kedan shopkeeper, not needing to be particularly insightful to see her keen interest in the item, named a high price of juulan that had her faltering, before offering to compromise and take part of the price in coin, and part in the silver thimble she wore.
Elizabeth pulled back her hand, almost as if she were afraid the shopkeeper might try to take it.
"Oh, no, I'm... this isn't for sale. That's quite all right, I'll... perhaps another time, for the book, if you still have it."
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Even though her sheltered upbringing meant that she'd never known anyone her own age growing up, let alone had playmates, the kedan children were perfectly sweet and enthusiastic about the Foreigners, and she felt at ease with them. They shared her wonder of far-off places, and so she's currently sitting on a bench with at least half a dozen clustered around her, the very picture of a practiced storyteller.
"Let me tell you all about a truly magical place, very far away from here: a city called Paris..."
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So he hung back from the throng of attentive eight year olds, leaning against a tree with his arms folded, but listening quite intently. Paris didn't sound magical. In fact, there was hardly a mention of actual magic at all. But the way she described the place, you'd never know that. Maybe it was magical to her, and Balthier reckoned that's all that mattered in the long run.
To him, it sounded a lot like Bhujerba, with it's narrow, hilly streets, little shops, and old architecture. In other words - charming.
When the story had wrapped up, it wasn't just the children applauding.
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"Another fan of Paris?" she asked, smiling.
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He strode over, with the appearance and demeanor of a character out of one of the more fantastical stories of adventure.
"Is that the city you're from? Paris?"
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"Oh, no," she said, hesitating just a moment before she continued, "If only. I've always dreamt of going there. I'm actually from Columbia-- ah, the city, not the Republic in South America."
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But, then again, sometimes it really was the case. Particularly if you had something to run from.
"I take it there's a North America, East America and West America as well?"
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"Da book. I'll take it." Kevas said as he pointed out the same book that Elizabeth tried to purchase earlier.
Slightly startled and a little confused, the shopkeeper handed over the book which Kevas deftly snatched away. He shot the vendor a smug look before turning to Elizabeth and offering her a gentle smile along with the book.
"Here ya go ladymon. I believe ya be wantin' dis?"
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"Thank you! That's very generous of you, sir. You didn't have to do that..."
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"Oh I know I didn't, but ya see I kinda have dis weakness for a cute face." His smile turned a little more playful.
"Plus I really wanted to scare da crap outta dat mon," he continued, not caring in slightest if he offended the shopkeeper.
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"Well, I do appreciate it. I've always had books around me, and coming here, while it's marvelous and exciting... I guess I just wanted something a little familiar. My name's Elizabeth."
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"But dis place, I don't know." His gaze moved past her as he looked towards the horizon. "I think I might find somethin' here worth stayin' for."
Then his attention returned to Elizabeth. "Da name be Kevas. Pleasure to meetcha Elizabeth." He removed his hat, letting his spiky green hair roll out as he dipped into a bow.
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Bisi leaned forward in her wheelchair to hear about this city.
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"--and most recently, the completion of the Eiffel Tower on the Champ de Mars," Elizabeth said enthusiastically, switching to the French and back with little effort. "It's not the tallest structure in the world," she added.
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But that would be when Elizabeth turned around. As it was, she was attempting to maintain a pleasant conversation, "I looked through it an hour ago. It's old, but that's about all it is. The essays and stories within it can be found in the library. I read them yesterday."
And she knew it wasn't worth the price because the shopkeeper had tried to sell it to her for a much lower one. Elizabeth's keen interest had jacked up the value, but Eleanor's impossible to read face (her helmet) had kept it closer to it's actual worth.
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"Ah..." she said, looking back at the book; ostensibly to be thoughtful on it, but also to better compose her reaction. When she looked back, she had it much more smooth. "Well, nothing quite replaces a book in the hand, I think. But thank you, for the input."
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"If you're wanting a book to own, there are better ones," Eleanor replied, pointing down the street (to the ire of the shop mistress), "at better prices, too. I saw nothing I was interested in, however you may find one you'd like to keep close."
She leaned back on her heels, looking more than a little awkward for a moment, "I'm sorry I frightened you."