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Who: Zelos and Redsworn
What: Zelos is bored, thus people suffer.
Where: Ruby Sanctum
When: Anytime this week
Warnings: Swearing probably

[Zelos had no idea demonic apocalypses could be so...dull.]

[Okay, maybe that was the wrong word for it. But to Zelos, it's felt as though he's done nothing but train, gather supplies and fight demons for the past several months. And what the only village being a complete boondocks and the fact he didn't get along with a lot of the other Sworn- he couldn't help but start to feel a little like he was going nuts from the repetition. Even in Exsilium he had a job, books to read and a roommate to harrass. Not to mention a bed and a shower. This was painful!]

[And unfortunately for the Sworn, Zelos's boredom had a habit of turning on others.]

[So for the people that hang around the Ruby Sanctum, they might be finding themselves to be the victims of pranks and little annoyances. Practicing your fire? It might suddenly flare up a little (never enough to be dangerous- just startling). Sitting under the shade of the tree? You may have to watch out for falling nuts. Set something down and walked away for a bit? Wow, how did it move ten feet into the bush? Or maybe you found your armor has been painted on! Or any other assortment of mostly harmless, but irritating things]

[Or maybe you got lucky and avoided Zelos's pestering. Instead you might just find him sitting by the lake, looking perpetually bored out of his mind.]

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[Vas has somehow managed to avoid getting pranked... so far.]

[But it's hardly any secret that the paladin prays regularly, and in her prayers she sometimes enters a trance-like state. Very little seems to bother her in this trance, but who, really, has had the courage to test how deep it is?]

[One thing's for sure, though: when she's muttering to herself in Eredun, kneeling with her head bent down, she's not exactly aware of her surroundings. If ever there was a time to prank her, it would be now.]

[Oh this is one that Zelos has to think over. On one hand, even if he's not a believer himself- he tries hard not to make it difficult for people who are trying to practice their religion. Probably one of the few decent leftovers he had from his upbringing]

[On the other hand, she prays a lot. And he honestly wonders if she ever notices anything.]

[And so, while she's deep in the middle of one prayer- while sitting up in a tree, he might try throwing an acorn in her direction]

[The acorn bounces off one of her horns, and she hesitates. She opens one eye and picks up the fallen acorn, looks it over briefly, and sets it back down gently with a chuckle. Ahh, it's just the trees, nothing to get worked up over.]

[She resumes her prayer, apparently still oblivious to Zelos' presence]

[Wow she just...completely didn't suspect a thing. How about that.]

[He gives it another minute or two, before throwing a second acorn in the direction of the other horn]

[Now that gets her attention. Once is an incident, twice is... well, probably not intentional, since she doesn't think to look up at him. She glances around with a quirked eyebrow.]

[That's... odd. There isn't a breeze, and she's not sitting directly beneath a tree. How peculiar.]

[He meanwhile waits in the tree! He's not going out of his way to hide, because seriously, you are a pretty oblivious girl without him needing to hide it seems]

[She finishes the rest of her prayer, a little rushed. The Light may be Awesome, but getting hit by these mysterious acorns is decidedly not! Time to pack up and find some cover. ... Well, cover that isn't directly beneath one of the oaks.]

[She stands and holds out her hand, as if to check for more falling tree seeds.]

[Oh she's done with her prayer? Awesome, that makes the guilt of hitting someone pray go away completely!]

[So you know, aiming a few more towards her a moment after her hand is out]

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[She yelps and shields her head with her hands. The acorns bounce off her horns, he head, and find their way into her sleeves and down the front of her collar. She eventually whips her head around, searching for whoever did this to her - an action that would be far more menacing if she wasn't trying to shake seeds out of her clothes.]

Kaneis!

[He meanwhile laughs from his tree branch, grins and gives her a wave]

Oh, hiya Vas!

[Vas huffs and finally shakes a stubborn acorn loose from the front of her robes.]

I appreciate that you waited until after I was done to hit me.

[There's a dangerous undercurrent to her voice that gives her words more of a sarcastic sting than she's normally capable of. Her eyes are narrowed at him, and the tip of her tail twitches involuntarily.]

[He shrugs]

You took so long! I was worried you fell asleep in the middle of it!

[She folds her arms across her chest, eyes still narrowed at him.]

Get down from there.

With that tone?

Nuh-uh. Not a chance. [He ain't crazy]

[She rattles off something in Eredun that, though unintelligible, sounds a lot like someone pleading, "O Lord, give me strength."]

You'll have to come down sometime.

I dunno, I think I can last a good long time up here if I had to!

And when there are no people to throw acorns at?

[She unfolds her arms and places her hands on her nearly-nonexistant hips, waiting for an answer.]

Why should I worry about that? I got you down there!

[And with that, he throws another acorn]

[Someone older, someone calmer, someone in a better headspace would have walked away. That someone would deprive him of his fun. Not Vas.]

[She bats the thrown acorn away, and dashes at the tree. When it looks almost like she's about to run into it, she leaps up-]

[And her hooves find purchase exactly where she wanted them to. It might appear to fly in the face of all reason, but each step she takes is surefooted and steady. She easily pulls herself up to his height, shaking the tree's limbs as she hoists herself up.]

[And his eyes widen at the sight. You'd think it was intimidation, except-]

Wow! How'd you climb a tree with your hooves?

[She answers him with an annoyed growl, reaching out to grab at him. Which would be fine if they were on the ground, but they're not. They're in an oak tree, on a limb that was not meant to bear a 500-pound load. Each step she takes forward shakes the tree, a reminder of just how little is between them and a 15-foot drop to the ground.]

[Yeah, so moving back away from her grab, further out onto the branch. The branch is very much whining in protest of these two on there, though he still seems to move with relative ease. Angels are much more adept at being high up than others, after all.]

You can hear that right? The tree? Or is it just me?

[She hears the bough groaning and feels it in each step, but she refrains from answering him immediately. She has him cornered here, and since she's the heavier of the two, she has more control over how hard the branch shakes.]

[At least from her view, she appears to have the upper hand here.]

I can hear it just fine. But do you really want to stay here and find out how long it can hold the both of us?

[Yeah he's...so raising an eyebrow at her]

Haha...I really don't think this is gonna work out how you think it's gonna work out.

[But still, he rather not have the branch break and have to fix up a bruised paladin. So he's looking up and around for another viable branch to jump up onto. When he finds a good candidate on the next tree, he uses the next shake to leap off the branch and reach out for the next one- grabbing onto it and pulling himself up with a grunt]

[She grits her teeth and bares them at him, her tail flicking viciously to each side. But she stops herself from chasing after him, and instead steadies herself by grabbing ahold of some of the nearby branches.]

[She yells something at him in Eredun before she tries to find a way back down.]