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Harmless Criminal Sept 4, 2019 1:43:12 GMT

Post by Esmeralda on Sept 4, 2019 1:43:12 GMT

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Arendelle was bustling with a different sort of life. Not unlike Paris with its diversity, they shared humans and animals and other things. But it felt considerably less dangerous than her old home currently did with the army housing it. That wasn’t to say she wanted to be caught red handed by these Enchanted Suns, stealing away into their city like she was some civilian. Maybe she could have a claim to that mundane chance and wear it at heart. Just once in her life. Esmeralda found herself smiling slightly despite herself at the thought. She knew well enough that she was unable to sit by and let others fight for her. And what of people who couldn’t fight for themselves? No, at her heart he knew that’s why she’d left to willingly join the cause of the Wings when they launched. That was part of why she found herself lingering so closely to these armies. A distinct line of ‘good’ and ‘bad’ about them, she’d say, but they both caused their fair share of damages to the people. Whether they could help it or not, war was simply damaging. She found herself unable to trick the people of Arendelle quite like she could elsewhere.

Esmeralda sent Djali in for one of the pastry stands. The goat gnawing aggressively at the curtain hanging from its front, a brilliant green akin to the rooftops of the city and threatening to spill a basket of buns to the cobblestones. The shopkeeper whisked them away, crying at the goat and waving a hand harmlessly at Djali to shoo him away. During that time Esmeralda snitched a glazed pastry of sorts and when the shopkeeper turned back to sort out their stall, the gypsy woman was well on her way with Djali at her heels. She found herself at the docks, kneeling down to a child who appeared rather glum and sulky, although curious at her approach.

“Come on.” she beckoned the pastry forth, a kind smile as she encouraged the child to take it. The girl looked hesitant.

“Djali here picked it out, they’re his favorite.” she shared. As it to affirm the notion Djali bleated pleasantly, and the young girl shyly smiled before taking it and hurrying off. Straightening up, Esmeralda brushed her hands off, giving Djali a sideways smile before turning with her companion and leaving. The gypsy woman was at a collection of docks at the oceans edge now, making her way up the length of the wooden walkways and peering up at the masts of the ships. Each rope extended to their position and although it looked messy to her untrained eye she could safely assume it was well kept and organized as could be.

“Would you look at that.” she marveled quietly to herself, although Djali bayed a somewhat bored response. She paid no mind, reached the end of the peer and staring at the stretch of water before them. You almost wouldn’t believe this place was the hub of an army, it was so lovely. Esmeralda decided to enjoy it a little, taking a seat so her legs dangled off the edge and leaning back on both her palms. Djali took a seat as well, flicking his little goat head with Esmeralda’s spare golden hoop swinging from his floppy ear.

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Post by Lady on Sept 4, 2019 18:38:23 GMT

"Well I must say, that was very kind of you," A calm voice as quiet and honey-smooth, sounded from behind the Romanian.

Lady lay on her stomach atop a barrel at the entrance to the key, her hind legs tucked under her and her forelegs hanging off the edge of the cask, her fore-paws relaxed. Several sacks, wooden creates, and other barrels stood around her perch. The honey furred spaniel gazed down the pier, where the gypsy had stopped. Had she not said anything, she would have blended into the surrounding colors of the keyside. The elegant cocker had grown somewhat attached to the sea since her arrival. When she wanted some peace or just had some time to kill, it was a short trot down to the docks to watch the surf, the ships, and the people. Thankfully, not since that day a few weeks ago, she had managed to stay out of the waters.

Still, the tall ships reminded her of home, their sky-raking masts and rigging reminding her of the telegraph poles and lines that dotted Marceline's streets, and the bustle of the docks and the town square brought memories of Main Street and the excitement and clamor of a healthy town. Sometimes the Tramp would accompany her, other times she would venture here alone.

This was one of those times.

The fur of her long ears fluttered in the gentle sea breeze, and she wore a kind smile. Th sun glinting off her brass license. She looked down from her position at the goat with the golden earring, an eyebrow raising and her voice turning into a slight scold, "Despite having stolen it to start,"

The little cocker let a soft moment pass before dropping the scowl and letting out a gentle chuckle, rolling her chocolaty eyes playfully. She raised her chin so as to look up at the graceful woman. Her docked tail started to wag and she allowed one of her long ears to slip forward to fall over her chest before giving a quick wink; "Don't worry. I won't say a word. I don't think I've seen either of you around this part of town."

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Post by Esmeralda on Sept 4, 2019 21:10:43 GMT

The voice came as a surprise, although it didn’t appear to have alarmed Esmeralda too much. Djali scowled slightly as he turned around, a little more put off but not exactly hostile as he curiously looked upon the speaker. Esmeralda turned to look better, hitching a leg up on the side of her perch and pulling her ankle in so it tucked against her opposing thigh. The folds of her skirts messily pooled around her, the bangles of her shawl jingling light as she leaned on one hand and looked upon the canine with a quirked brow. Eyes like emeralds examined the dog in front of her, a slight smile tugging at her lips as she appeared to be amused.

Such a prim and proper thing, she looked to be the companion of some lavish man in the city, brandishing the metal jewel upon her collar like a princess. It wasn’t her properness that amused her, although a dog was always cute, so much as it was her conspiratory wink that followed her accusation. Esmeralda gave a soft laugh as well, tilting her head sideways as if to give the dog a better look as she fixed her with a smirk.

“Very kind of you, miss!” she then inclined her head in a ‘proper and polite’ fashion. She was playing along, realizing she was apparently never in such danger of being reported. Esmeralda gathered quickly that there was more to this proper little lady than she’d get at first glance. She had Esmeralda curious, that was for sure.

“You’re a funny thing, aren’t you?” she remarked. Her tone wasn’t insulting or demeaning, she actually sounded rather appreciative. Giving Djali a sideways glance the goat seemed unsure still. Esmeralda gave him a slight nudge.

“Say, how come you never learned to talk like she did?” she asked him, amused. The Djali seemed offended, a quick scowl coming to his little goat face as he bayed out an objection of some sort. Esmeralda chuckled at him before her attention respectfully returned to their company once again.

“It’s better if he doesn’t. I imagine he wouldn’t have many nice things to say. So, you bring yourself all the way down here to take part in petty thievery for the fun of it? Or am I just so lucky to have been caught by your good graces today?” she asked, a playful quirk upon her lips.

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Post by Lady on Sept 5, 2019 2:03:07 GMT

Lady sat up on the barrel, shifting her weight so as to tuck her for-paws against her fluffy chest. The added height from the wooden cask allowed her to look the fair skinned female more or less eye to eye. Or, at least allow the cocker to not have to crane her neck as much. Her ears tumbled around her shoulders in a flutter of deep red fur. Perhaps it was the bright colors she wore, or the cavalier attitude she held, but something about this woman and her goat seemed warm and inviting. Far more then the officers she had been forced to deal with in her current role as a working dog. In a way, the girl's carefree attitude and jesting tone reminded her of her own mate. She tossed up her head to give a little bark of laughter at the goat's expression when his lack of coherent speech was addressed.

"Participate in theft? Oh no, I should say not!" She laughed, "I only once participated in such activities. I ended up in the dog pound rather quickly. Oh no, I'm simply out enjoying the sea and the ships. I find the views oh so beautiful and the waves are very relaxing."

She tilted her head to one side, her eyes dancing in the sunlight. A still breeze that caused the ship's rigging to creak and the flags to flutter also blew the fur of her ears, and caused one of them to flutter over her shoulder and down her back. Her tag and light blue collar stood out on her chest. The honey toned fur of her head caught the sunlight and made it seem as if she wore a halo.

"But my graces are good, as are yours I must say. Who would have so cold a heart as to turn in someone for simply feeding a hungry child?" She recalled a time when a gray mutt showed her how to find the "angle" to any unsatisfactory arrangement. That was all she was doing. Finding the angle. "Oh, where are my manners! I have yet to properly introduce myself. My name is Lady, and it's my pleasure to make your acquaintance."

She gave a little polite bow of her head. Her little tail thumping against the wood of the cask in a light rhythm.

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Post by Esmeralda on Oct 29, 2019 4:01:53 GMT

Esmeralda seemed amused, but far from condescending as the canine quickly dismissed the notion that she was a thief in any way. Who was she to chastise anyone for taking the time to enjoy the calm and pretty things left in life amidst a war when they could. Wasn’t much different than what she was doing, actually, and occasionally took the opportunity to do when she had time. How else were they to make it in a war? As for a dog pound, well, Esmeralda knew how unfavorable it was to be held against your will.

“Seems like you made it out alright.” she commented, amused, although behaved light-hearted as if she were relieved. Her bright gaze raised to meet the dogs momentarily as she commented on her good deeds from earlier. The gypsy woman lowered her eyes, letting them fall to her lap as if somewhat bashful at the acknowledgement again. Esmeralda hadn’t been looking for praise or approval, but she chuckled warmly with a faint tugging at her heart at the mention of punishment for justice.

“You’d be surprised.” Esmeralda remarked rater vaguely. Although she didn’t continue, instead delivering her more undivided attention as the dog introduced herself properly. Lady. “Fitting.” she observed rather shortly with a genuine appreciation. The only thing Esmeralda could see that was different between her and any finer polite rich women she’d seen was that she was a dog and not human. Polite, well carried and well spoken. Except she was much kinder than a lot of the wealthy prim and proper people Esmeralda had met in the past. Her presence warm, inviting.

“You can call me Esmeralda.” she introduced, returning the canine’s nod with a polite incline of her own head. The thick locks of her dark hair spilled slightly forward, only withheld into a neater position by the pink fabric that tied it back. She let the locks linger upon her shoulders as she straightened out, and the goat bleated rather indignantly at her side. She spared him an amused sideways glance before continuing.

“That’s Djali.” she added. He nodded once in agreement, lifting his chin and giving what could be easily recognized as a big goat smile.

“So, if you don’t mind me asking,” she wore a faux polite tone for play, before returning to her more casual form when she proceeded, “what brings a dog to the heart of an army’s home? Or have you always been around here?” she asked. Something in her expression seemed to doubt that Lady was a local, specifically when she glanced at the finely crafted collar around her neck. It was casual enough, Esmeralda seemed only nonchalantly curious as she let her leg sway off the side of the dock, a brief jingle or two as the golden bangles knocked against one another on her ankle.

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Post by Lady on Nov 7, 2019 23:08:17 GMT

    Lady shifted her weight slightly atop the barrel. Craning her neck to bring her almost eye to eye with the bohemian roamer. She wagged her stubby tail back and forth quickly. That soft sea breeze continued to rustle the fur of her gentle face, making it look even softer with that halo of brown fur that was her ears. She couldn't help but give a little chuckle at the goat's bleat of a greeting. There was just something about her new friend that made it impossible not to feel cheery. Those flowing black locks and those warm eyes made Lady instantly feel at ease. She could almost see the reflection of her fur color in those twin brass hoops that hung from Esmeralda's ears.

    “Oh heavens no. I'm about as far away from home as I possibly can be,” The cocker rolled her shoulders to toss both of her long ears behind her back. “I'm very new to Arendelle. My mate and I followed another member of our family into the army.”

    The cocker stood up on all four paws, and made a leap down from the cask to a nearby create. Lady was surefooted enough to keep her balance as she moved. She practically flowed in graceful drops as if she was descending a staircase. Long ears bobbing and fluttering around her shoulders, and her license jingles with each step. The cocker did not miss a beat, and continued speaking until her paws touched down on the stone surface of the keyside next to Djali.

    “I'm not sure what I was expecting, when it seemed the word “war” was all everyone could talk about. But whatever it was, it most definitely wasn't this.” She padded around the goat, twirling her body to keep facing the human with the strange hoops in her ears. “Funny enough, I do not really miss our home. My loved one is here, and so far I've seen far more of the world then I ever had in my life.”

    This was a statement that Lady found surprisingly easy to say. Perhaps it was how the Tramp seemed so in his element out here, or the adventure that their journey had seemingly become. Their litter seemed safe in Marceline, Jim Jr. no longer needed her watchful eyes over his cradle, and she would be deceiving herself if she was to say that the call of adventure was not singing in her soul. There was indeed a great big world out there beyond those backyards...and it was all for the taking. She felt like a whole new dog, it was as if she was in some sort of alternate universe and her past was just an extension of that.

“It's almost liberating, really. Such wonderful places, and such amazing people. It's ahrd to believe we all here because of some conflict.” The cocker seemed to dance alongside the goat. Not so much challenging Djali as much as moving around him in a elegant broad arc, her tail playfully wagging in beat to the occasional jingle from the gypsy's anklet. "What about you, maim? What brings you to Arnedelle?"

An eyebrow rose and a playful smirk crossed the cocker's muzzle. "Aside from liberating some bread from the baker, that is."

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Harmless Criminal Aug 8, 2020 19:21:58 GMT

Post by Esmeralda on Aug 8, 2020 19:21:58 GMT

”Aaah.” Esmeralda hummed as the little dog shared coming to Arendelle after some family. ”Bound by blood.” she assessed with understanding in her voice. Family ties were important among all, apparently, even canines it seemed. It wasn’t too far-fetched or unbelievable, especially given the state of the world now. Much, much, stranger things had happened. Esmeralda tilted her head, examining the little thing as she spoke of family, home, and the world. That was a sentiment Esmeralda could share in.

”Hmm,” she pondered musically with a slightly pitched tone to emphasize her intrigue, ”quite the vagabond now, aren’t we? Maybe it was just in your heart all along.” she teased. Nothing wrong with a little curiosity, even if a roguish life was not quite for all. Esmeralda got the feeling the canine was a little more tied down than she, although she quirked an eyebrow playfully at the mention of conflict in the world.

”This conflict or that conflict, it’s always going to be something. I’d like to think that some of the recent ones were for the better.” she meant the merging of the worlds. War wasn’t exactly her style. There would always be those that think they’re better or more deserving than the next, perhaps the pure gravity and scale of these beings crashing together were what made all of this so alarming. Still, Esmeralda was playing it down a little for the sake of a casual conversation with a new pleasant acquaintance. Upon being asked about her presence in Arendelle Esmeralda raised a shoulder, batting her eyes at the small dog over it as she tapped into her charming allure.

”Isn’t it obvious?” she queried, ”What better for a lawless traveler in these trying times than to entertain and spread hope?” Esmeralda asked. That was a little loaded for the implications, as if she only spread hope through her tricks and shows and not in the form of safe passage and extra coin to the average person. Gilded Wings was a rather full-time obligation at this point, and Esmeralda was happily dedicated in the name of justice for the people. One couldn’t rightfully out and drop that as an introductory line though, could they? Djali bleated from behind Esmeralda, clopping his hoof down on the wood of the dock. Glancing at him momentarily she shrugged before making an addition to her noble claims at his request.

”And I hear the people have some coin in their pocket to spend.” she added unapologetic-ally.

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Post by Lady on Aug 9, 2020 7:46:51 GMT

    The graceful spaniel pranced around the goat, moving against him in a kindly dance of motion before giving him a soft bow of the head at his bleat. To which she brought up with enough of a whip to toss her long ears back across her shoulder. Much like one partner of a ballroom waltz finishing a dance would bow to the other. She openly laughed as the raven haired woman nonchalantly put out that there was a business venture to her work. The gathering of coin. The cocker had spent too much time around the Tramp not to understand the basic necessities of life. She rolled her eyes playfully. Esmeralda seemed such a free spirit, and to the cocker she professed a contagious air of bohemian independence.

    “Well, one could say that hope and entertainment are just as valuable a commodity as any other,” That stubby tail wagged merrily, and Lady tilted her head slightly to the side. Her chocolate eyes full of brilliance. “Without either, life loses a lot of it's drive. I like to think about the good that exists in this world, and all the possibilities that it opens. Although, I'm not sure I would call myself a vagabond.”

    A soft chuckle. “Well, at least not yet,”

    Indeed, the longing to wander was never very far from Lady's soul. Indeed, she had to agree with the gypsy on some things having a much more appeasing impact. While she wasn't sure where the world would lead her yet, she was sure that she would see it firsthand. Within the company of such a free spirit, as the wind tossed the fur of her ears around and the clear waters of the harbor and the tall ships surrounded her she, the motherly canine felt alive.

    “I never thought that I would be a member of some organization as big or as daunting as the Enchanted Suns.” The brass tag that was attached to her collar, the one with the Sun's emblem cast into it, glinted with a high polish. “There seems to be so much energy and arrangement of loyalties that for a small working dog such as myself it feels very overwhelming. If I'm truly honest, I'm not sure what contribution that I'm really making.”

    As she tucked under one of the young woman's legs, she made a graceful twirl and leaped atop a wooden crate that was sitting alongside the edge of the dock. She wasn't as high in the air as she had been when she was atop the barrel, but standing upright she was a little closer to head height for the human.

    “But that doesn't mean I won't try. If worse comes the worse, well, there are many ways to spread hope. Perhaps the path you wonder is one that might appeal to a freed house-dog and her street-born mate?”

    Lady didn't mean anything immediate by it, nor was she suggesting that she would desert the ranks of the Suns. Loyalty ran high in Lady's veins. Loyalty to her family, to her lover, and to her morals. Just that she wasn't opposed to the sort of freedom that the vagabond life, as the tan skinned female had put it, was alluring.

Last Edit: Aug 9, 2020 7:49:09 GMT by Lady

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Post by Esmeralda on Aug 10, 2020 2:48:30 GMT

Esmeralda watched with amusement as the cocker engaged in a light footed sort of jaunty with Djali, the little goat appearing a little surprised before taking it in strike and reciprocating some counter steps of his own. The conclusion came with a bow of his own head as well as a delighted bay of approval and enjoyment. He was a goat raised by a performing gypsy, after all. Esmeralda gave a light laugh, lifting her hands to tap one hand upon the others palm in a polite clap as they finished their little duet.

”I’d like to think so.” Esmeralda agreed, a genuity about her despite all her charms and teases. She really did think that the gypsies had something to offer to the city of Paris as it was before the merging of the worlds. Now more than ever, and with the guise of ‘entertainer’ often being a secondary title to Gilded Wings member. Esmeralda enjoyed the surprising values of the little dog. As always, Esmeralda was happy to see first impressions and appearances meant very little about the values of a person. Or a dog.

”Well, it’s not for everyone. But it is at least one of the better alignments out there.” Esmeralda reasoned as she glanced over her shoulder, as if the entirety of the Enchanted Suns army and everything they stood for was only just behind her. Looking back to her company a small smile quirked at the corner of her lips and as she shifted to a more joking tone.

”And I mean him, of course.” she gestured to Djali, ”Can’t take him anywhere. He’d make a mess of this place for the troops and I'd never hear the end of it! They'd kick us out within the week!” she rolled her eyes, as if exasperated. Djali gave her a little headbutt from behind, shoving at her shoulder from where she was perched still at the edge of the dock. With a chuckle Esmeralda leaned back on both her palms, Djali hopping out of the way before trotting around to the opposite side of her and perching himself on the edge of the peer as well.

”Travelling dog duo, huh? Has a nice ring to it and you had a few good steps in you. I have a bit of a group of travelling entertainers,” that was putting it lightly, ”if you were ever looking for a golden cause to take flight to.” she shared. With a smile as she tilted her head at the small dog she gave her a swift wink before adding,

”I could make a vagabond out of you yet.”

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Post by Lady on Aug 11, 2020 12:21:12 GMT

    Lady sat down atop the create, tucking her hind legs under her and crossing her forelegs so that the paws dangled over the edge. Behind her, her tail quivered and moved side to side in gentle flicks. Listening to Miss Esmeralda, the canine mother could clearly pull a slight hint of half-truth from the other woman's word. Not a lie, no. Yet also not the full story. There was something else behind those brilliant eyes and jaunty tone. Lady didn't know what, exactly. Nevertheless, she heard the message loud and clear, and returned a playful roll of her eyes at the wink.

    “Oh, of course. But he's such a handsome fellow, and a fine dance partner. Makes up for any uh...recklessness.” The spaniel smiled at Djali, and spoke in a hushed voice. “But don't let my mate know that I said that.”

    She shuffled a shoulder and tossed a fluffy ear back. The sea breeze shifted and it rustled the fur on her head and chest. Her brown eyes slowly drifted towards the mouth is the fjord and the sea beyond. Watching the sun glint off the water's lapping surface. The ship had long sailed away and was heading towards the mouth. Far off in the distance, Lady thought she could see a trail of smoke from the steamboat from New Orleans. Her smile wained.

    “You're not the first to offer that lifestyle, and it's not the first time I would say I've contemplated it.” Lady said, in a voice as quiet and honey-smooth as the line between sea and sky. “Someone once told me that there was a great big world, with no fence around it. A world that I never got to see until recently. But that's not why I'm here. I came out here because of family, and I would do that again if I had to.”

    She looked back over her shoulder, at Arendelle. One ear flopping in the wind and forcing her to push it out of the way with a gentle paw. They landed on a bit of graffiti. The strange sigil of a stylized wing. They had appeared here and there, hidden in the shadows and allies. What it meant, Lady had no idea, nor did she voice the mystery. Yet, it's prescience had not gone unnoticed by the observant mother.

    “I'm a member of the Enchanted Suns not because I feel any righteous movement or longing to help. Oh, I do so want to be useful, of course. But that's not my cause. I have something far more valuable to cherish. I have love. The love of my family, and my friends. And like hope, love is something that can be spread and shared. By king and vagabond alike.”

    She turned back to the Gypsy, and tilted her head slightly. “I don't know exactly what cause you fight for, but if it's golden motives spread love and hope, then I might take you up on that one day.”

    A cheeky smile returned. “Besides, I'm very comfortable around tramps.”

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Post by Esmeralda on Aug 12, 2020 2:57:40 GMT

Djali bleated appreciatively to Lady in return, his ears flipping over as he lifted his chin as if her were proud. Esmeralda looked amused with both him and their canine companion, a chuckle letting loose as she leaned her weight on one hand and lifted the other to let the side of her elbow rest atop the knee of her propped up leg. The other leg with golden bangles upon it dangled over the edge of the dock, a slight sway almost in rhythm to the waves that splashed against the beams that held the peer well above the waterline. But the air always felt more lush around a waterfront, the sea salt lingering in the air in a way that she almost felt as though she could taste it.

”Well, if I'm not the first then maybe it’s a sign.” she pointed out, popping her eyebrows as though it were all rather mysterious. ”Too bad, I left my cards at home and I’ve never been much good at paw-pad reading. I could have saved you some trouble wondering.” she joked. She listened to Lady speak about the Suns, almost absently while finding many of her words and sentiments to ring true to her own. Esmeralda couldn’t fault the Enchanted Suns army, in fact she felt they were necessary despite not having any desire to be in an army herself. But the Wings were a different form of constructive, they helped the people that armies simply couldn’t. Fact of the matter was, even good armies took things from good people. Esmeralda had hoped that the Wings could at least counter that in some small way.

”Funny. I always felt my outfit was rather family oriented.” she commented, her green eyes trained on the golden patterns along the hem of her dress that was hiked up enough to stare at. Esmeralda couldn’t help the smile that pulled naturally at her lips at the final daring words of the dog. She even laughed lightly.

”You’ll find all the best sorts of miscreants where I come from.” she confessed, jerking a thumb towards Djali, ”Look at me and this one.” she pointed out for example. On a more serious note Esmeralda continued, a genuinity in those vibrant emerald eyes despite the quirk of a smile on her lips.

”I don’t know who else has offered you lifestyles and glory or what. But my offer doesn’t expire. I’ll be around.” she promised, rather nonchalantly but honestly.