sixthiterationlogs | OTA | Those Left Behind

WHO: Agent North Dakota
WHERE: Around South Village
WHEN: Feb 26 - Mar 4, March 16th
OPEN TO: Anyone Still In Town
WARNINGS: None

All Along the Watchtower | OTA

When he'd asked Maine what it was he could do to help his friend, he hadn't had a problem with the suggestion, and frankly, sometimes you needed time alone. Or to watch out for what might be coming seeing as their 'hosts' had taken a lot of people away. Even though he hadn't had much practice with it yet, North still took one of the bows from storage, a collection of arrows, and put himself up a watch tower shortly after the news that people had disappeared comes in. Still, he's not sure what he's going to do now. Other than sit around. And then there's a sudden noise behind him, and North about jumps out of his skin.

"Someone there?"

Around Town | OTA

There's a lot to be done with a group of people out of town, isn't there? Other than, you know, worrying about people. Worrying about the people you can't be there for, worrying about the people who wouldn't want you to be there for them. But he goes about a pattern, trying to help everywhere he can. In the mornings he opens the dojo and lingers around while he makes his breakfast in the back kitchen. He promised that Nida kid to look over the place while he's gone, which includes offering his powers to pull pain away if someone injured themselves so they don't squirm as much while he deals with first aid. Afternoons have him checking in on animals owned by people out on walkabout, including the ones Vanille had been teaching him about as well as those in the jailhouse. He shuts the dojo down earlier in the day despite having lights now, mostly so he can go to the inn to help out with anything that needs cooked and to just seek company. Thing is, he used to be so social, and it's weird not to have people to see around all the time.

[OOC: Want a specific starter? Poke me. North needs to meet people.]

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Yeah, that's a look North knows. This kid really does remind him of his sister in some ways. And that makes him want to try even harder.

"Come here. Have a bowl of stew before you head back out. We can try beyond the North village next. I'll go with you, but you should eat first."

Basic truth of the world was that North was going to be protective and helpful to anyone who needs it.

It would be a disservice to Nida to just give up, however even Seifer knew Nida would be pissed if he neglected himself in his hunt. So, with a resigned grumbling and a scowl he nods.

"Fine, a small one. We still got searching to do." No sense in trying to do physical activity on too full a stomach. They have far too much ground to cover to lose much time. Especially with only a handful of them searching.

"Come here," North says, gesturing for Seifer to follow him back toward the kitchen, and once in there he takes out a bowl and fills it with stew. It's not a small bowl but it's not so large that there is a chance that it will make Seifer sick as he searches.

Clearly this is a guy used to taking care of others. Especially stubborn, hot-headed fools.

"Sit down. Give your legs a short break, Seifer. If you have to, consider this me repaying you for pancakes."

Reluctantly Seifer followed, grumbling under his breath in mild annoyance. He didn't want to be mom'ed at right now, he wanted to go find his brother. But an empty growling stomach wasn't going to help him do that, so he'd comply. Only for Nida, who would be pissed to learn he was neglecting himself in his determination to find him.

Despite his protests he did accept the offered bowl with a muttered thanks, his attention still firmly affixed to the door. It was clear he was antsy to get back out there. Every minute spent not searching was a minute wasted.

"Tch, pancakes a service to the village you don't gotta repay me," He murmured distractedly. All he wanted was to find Nida.

He gets it, Seifer. Trust him, he gets it. The needs of the body seem so much less important when there is someone you love in possible danger. Which was why North had repeatedly thrown himself in the way of his sister, trying to protect her. He had the scars to prove it.

"Perhaps I'm doing myself a service then. Because when you collapse out there, I expect I'll be called upon to help find you seeing as no one can message you directly."

Seifer has more than his fair share of scars for such occasions, though the more he thinks upon his actions the more he has to debate just how much of that was his own will or not. Right now, however, was entirely by his own choosing. Bodies are inconvenient when work needs to be done.

"Hah! Like that would ever happen," Sorry North he is still well within the young age of being immortal and impervious to harm. "Fine, I'll eat, but I ain't quittin' until I'm good and ready." Expect to be out all night.

Which is a weird way to reach to the world when you've died once, but whatever.

"Then I'll go out with you," North offers as he gets himself a bowl of soup. "I'm not as familiar with things here, but Theta is great at keeping my brain aware of small things around me."

After a moment he even gets up to gather his bread from the side board and bring some over for Seifer.

Perhaps. Then again he never stopped being a mercenary. His value has always been disposable.

"And how are you with a melee weapon?" So many of these soldiers were only trained in guns. Guns that they didn't have access to, and plenty of aggressive animals that wanted to take a bite out of them when they went far enough out. It's important to know if he'll need to be babysitting North in turn.

Hm, bread? Seifer does shoot North a look that clearly states he won't accept too much food pushed on him before grudgingly relenting. Needed to remain light enough to keep working without getting a cramp.

"Less good with melee, but I've been learning some of the things here. And I'm decent with archery. And I'm hard to ambush," North says. Which of course isn't flawless.

Because, well, that was how he had died, now wasn't it?

Still, North nods in approval at the bed. He won't offer anything more than that, but sometimes you needed some carbs in your system.

"Guess you might be useful enough. Long as you don't slow me down." He will absolutely ditch North and Theta in the woods if they prove to be a hindrance to his search. Seifer wasn't exactly the friendliest to try to team up with, especially when he was in a mood.

Not that Seifer would know, of course, didn't hurt to have extra eyes on the scene.

Come on now most of what he eats is carbs. Meat's still fairly limited, most of his protein is eggs. Which are good and all but damn could he really do with anything else for a change. Tonight wasn't hunting time, tonight was finding Nida.

North doesn't even intend to hunt or anything. He nods as he stirs his soup.

"Military, remember? I'll keep up, Almasy."

Seifer's mind went to food, then it went to the lack of meat in his diet. He was supposed to hunt with Nida damn it. Anyway, devouring stew much faster than he should because someone's eager to get back to his search.

"That doesn't prove anything." Plenty of military couldn't keep up with him. Sorry, North, he'd grown accustomed to being let down. Didn't anticipate this to be anything different from the norm.

"I'll help," North assures Seifer. Once he's finished with his own, smaller serving, he pushes to his feet and moves the bowl to the sink. The rest can wait. Cleaning can be later, when he can put in more effort.

For now they are needed to find the kid. That's all they need right now. Time to move.

Once Seifer was done hopped up to add his bowl to North's, shooting him an expectant look and a nod. Time to go. No room for dallying. The dishes could wait. They had a Nida to find.

If there was any Nida to find. Seifer wouldn't quit until he had no other choice. With that he'd be off, aiming to search a new direction from where he'd already gone.

OTA | Those Left Behind

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ftb?

Sounds good!