High In The Sky

    Fort Ouph is off the beaten path for some. Many adventurers still remain under the shadows of Alne's tower, while others chase down the glory of defeating the waves that come from those who beat the floors.

Yet, here in the sunlight, high above the world in this floating city, find Katherine Tanzer, sitting on a bench in this near modern scope of buildings. One leg crossed over the other, with a book in one hand, and an apple in the other.

She would bite into the apple from time to time, chewing on it with a lady-like manner. Even her bites were as such as well. Her imp tail remaining at rest by her side. She would use a flick of her thumb, with a bit of magic, to turn the page, before her eyes would skim over once more the material before her.

Goldenblade was here for the tournament, but her part in that is over now, and she's touristing, if there's such a thing as that in ETO. But she's wandering around and seeing what there is to see. The buildings -are- pretty interesting looking, at least for someone who's spent their life in construction, and so she's rubbernecking pretty shamelessly, and, well, it's not like she's got anyone to tell her no. She has no reins on her time, now.

Goldenblade calls out, "Hello!" in greeting as she approaches, taking a look around. She peers around, continuing her rubbernecking.

    The demonic imp peers up from her reading when she hears the hello. Her lavender glowing eyes look over to Goldenblade as she comes closer before her lips smile ever so slightly.

Her tail pats the area next to her, before it resumes back to resting along her thigh, as she goes to finish chewing on what apple piece she has in her mouth.

"'Tis good to see you, Golden. I do hope this wonderful day is finding you well, hm?" Katherine says with that warm smile staying on her lips.

Goldenblade will come over and join Katherine on the bench, taking the offered seat and taking a load off her feet. "Thanks, I've been walking all day. This place is pretty interesting." She nods about the day finding her well, and says, "Well enough, anyhow. I'm a bit ... not actually /down/ about losing in the first round of the tournament. Half the participants are going to do that, so it's not a huge stigma. But I -was- hoping to do better. But part of me would have liked to win. And so I keep thinking over and over about what I could have done differently."

"Anyhow," she laughs that topic off, "How're you? This place is kind of impressive..."

    "All tournaments are is for men to flex their muscles and people to enjoy the brutal sport of war in a safe, controlled enviroment." Katherine says, as she goes to close the book with magical use, resting it gently on her lap.

"Or better yet, a simple distraction," The imp adds, kicking her hoof slightly, "A means for people to take their minds off of matters or to release their inner anger." She looks over, "However, do forgive me if my words might sting a little. I never been one for brutish sports."

    Katherine gently tilts her head to the side to Goldenblade's question. "As for myself? Well, I am doing alright. Been searching the libraries for a bit of a material to some research. I might need to hire the aid of a more... scholarly mind to help me search for some documentation I uncovered that could lead to some fascinating magical discoveries!" The imp seems excited over this.

"Though I have other artifacts and things I plan to research. Things that before the bell rang and the gods spoke, I never took into consideration, because I would be pulled into the dream, but now that I can not be pulled into the dream! Now that I can remain here," Katherine grins, "I have no fear in learning into the knowledge I've always been most curious over!"

Goldenblade shrugs as Katherine comes down on tournaments. "So, I /am/ a guy, and I flexed my muscles," she says with a laugh. "Or tried to. I really just wanted an idea of where I placed in the pecking order. Turns out, I am not very good." She doesn't seem offended. And her crossplaying came out some time back, where all the other women in the conversation made basically the same revelation. That amused her."So I got on a boat and came here. I'm not depressed about losing in the first round, but I didn't need to be reminded, either."

She nods slowly about the research thing, and says, "That sounds pretty interesting. I know ... really nothing, to be honest. I just came here and do things, and all the magic and whatnot just puzzles me. It's interesting, but it's nothing I think I cou;d help with."

    The imp raises a brow to Goldenblade's admittance to being a man beyond the game. This causes Katherine to do a very gentle, laugh, as she goes to place the partly eaten apple down on the book and off to her side.

"So, should I take it then, that you are into women?" The imp asks, slowly getting up and then placing her hands on either side of Goldenblade. Leaning over the other woman, with her tail flicking against the air. "And if you really wanted to learn about magic, well, I am more than willing to help. After all," She purrs the next words. "I am a Magus."

Goldenblade smirks at Katherine, and says, "I am. I am also married, with kids older than you. Or was, I guess, my wife died recently. But my kids are still older than you. Or how old you look. Or how old -I- look, at that." She chuckles, nonplussed, it seems by the leaning. As to the magic, she admits, "I am curious, I suppose. But I barely understand what /I/ do, which is pretty much non-magical. So while I am curious, and I'd probably find it useful, I don't think I'd learn much from it."

    Katherine does not move away, instead she stays right where she is. Her glowing lavender eyes looking at her's, "That just means you are a widower." Her hands slowly slide off the bench as she goes to stand up fully.

"You have a flaw though, Golden," The imp says as she goes to rest a hand on her hip. "The desire to accept what is before you, instead of seeing what is beyond you," She then brings her hands together, before with her clawed finger tips creates a swirling ball of air between her finger tips. "You have to see it all... Openly."

She then releases the air, allowing it to gently blow by Goldenblade and rustling the trees as it returns to the sky above. "A closed mind, is much a like a closed heart. It may keep you strong, but it will never allow anything new," She then flicks her hair own hair to the side, "or exciting, into your life."

Katherine then walks over to her book, picking up both it and the apple. "And sadly, it also means you will never go far in ther's life."

Goldenblade nods at being a widower, though that was recently enough that she doesn't think of herself that way yet. It's a very recent change in her life. As to the flaw, she hrmphs, and says, "I am a bit tired of being told what I'm thinking. The fact that I'm in this childrens' game of make-believe at all ought to let people know I'm not closed-minded. Well, here I am, and doing things and seeing what can be done. I'm working on projects to make it a better place for people." Her ponytail blows back with the gentle gust of wind, and she shrugs about not going far. "Think what you like," she replies coolly.

    "I do," Katherine says, "And so do you. For truly the mind of a child, knows greater things than that of the elder when it comes to imagination." The imp then goes to walk away from Goldenblade. "I hope your day continues to be well and best of luck next time in your next little match."

The imp then looks over her shoulder. "I hope your continued false armor serves you well." Then she walks.

Goldenblade arches a brow, but recognizes a dismissal, and with no reason to stick around and antagonize Katherine, she'll shrug and reply, "Thank you," to hoping her day continues well, and will shrug about the false armor. "Think what you will." And with that, she will continue her touristy sightseeing, wandering off.