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  1. Dante Stormward

    Dante Stormward Stay awhile, won't you?
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    He wasn’t overly too sure how appreciative she would be with the time of the evening, but it wouldn’t be the first time he showed up unannounced. Considering the night and what had been occurring, he personally didn’t think she would be surprised to see someone on her door step.

    After brushing off the thought of Tane taking up too much time for their job; Dante had to chuckle at the concern. He doubted the detective would take up too much time anyways, not to mention he really didn’t know how fast all would go anyways. So, time honestly wasn’t a heavy factor for that of himself. It could possibly be for Zeid but again, the kid had already gone ten some years without his mother; he really had no place to complain.

    Leading the way into the quieter scene of Kasuto, a bit out of the way from the general market and tucked neatly in a line with the other squat stout homes, the yard was fenced off keeping the trimmed yard contained. A lantern had been hung overtop the red door; and the curtains drawn shut on the only front window of the house. The roof’s hatching was noticeably in need of repair but clearly not bad enough to warrant its repair right now. Neatly tucked between two other similarly shaped and styled homes; Dante turned as he pressed a hand to the fence’s gate; pushing it open and allowing Tane to step in first. He’d hold the door open longer if necessary before following up behind and taking the lead with a long stretch of legs. “Should only be that of a moment.” He’d state as if he knew what he was talking about. Balling up a fist in vain attempt to knock, he’d pause just before touching the red grain of the door.

    Thinking momentarily, hands open to grab the knob instead giving it a stern twist and push forcing the door to open with a creak. “Hey!” Dante barked inside being suddenly assaulted by the scent of cinnamon and the appearance of a worn-out carpet. There was a single pair of shoes on the side neatly arranged and gloves laid over top of them. Rustling within the kitchen – he assumed- could be heard as Dante sidestepped again allowing entrance to those who were with him. “Venessa, you here?

    Depends-” Softly the voice retorted, its tone quiet and almost meek though the petite woman came around the corner of the thin staircase that sat just before the entrance of the house. The white of her hair cascaded down in waterfall curls as she was dressed in a plain purple sundress; her shoulders covered by a black halfback sweater, her lips were pursed into a deep red lipstick pout. A common appearance with that of the woman. Her sheikahn red eyes giving him a firm size up before drifting and losing their hostile hold. “You must need something then to be here.

    This is Tane; all the medics at the grounds are currently attending to another fighter downed in the ring. So,

    Her ruby lips pressed again before looking up at Tane decidedly ignoring Dante for the moment. “Well… I can see what I can do.” She’d lace her fingers around her hips, “I am Venessa Stormward; I am sure my brother did not mention that in your travels over here. But we won’t let him sour the moment; I am happy to help in anyway I can. What ails you?” Despite her nonimpressive height of five three; the eldest stormward is clearly the sort who can command respect even with the softness of her voice.
     
  2. Tane

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    Leaving the main festival grounds, Tane followed through Kasuto, eager to just get this taken care of so he could get out of this costume of his and they could get their journey started. Mostly, he figured treating his wounds was the most important part before they started bothering him even more, infection spreading and festering. He couldn't leave them alone for more than a few hours without at least covering them with clean bandages.

    Following up to the home and stepping inside without a word, only nods of thanks, Tane met firsthand now this woman called Venessa. She looked very much like Dante, the resemblance being quite striking that he opened his mouth to comment. Thinking better on it for the moment, he kept it shut and only waited for his turn to speak. They were related, that much was obvious when she even said as much, but there were other questions deep in his head he thought better of asking aloud. Best to be quiet and polite until called upon.

    "One of the fighters was downed in the battle,"
    he explained, "And all resources and hands were sent to do what they could for the fellow. That's why we came here. I was hoping you'd have something for this." Slowly rolling up his sleeves, wincing slightly as silken fabric grazed upon fresh burns, he showed her the wounds. "These are the worst of them. I know how bad some burns can get if they aren't treated properly right away." He paused, then asked, "Are they going to leave scars?" He still didn't like the notion of his runic tattoos being marred and damaged.
     
  3. Dante Stormward

    Dante Stormward Stay awhile, won't you?
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    Tilting a step back as he did give Tane a slight look over whilst Venessa gave him the gears. Well started too, it was quite light so far considering she could be much worse. Thankfully there wasn't much to say about the pair of them right now, not with work currently displayed on the table.

    Wrapping an arm around the length of her hair, pulling it back over her shoulder as Tane rolled up his sleeves she gave the wounds a stern look over. Even in the light they seemed much worse than what the detective was saying. "That fighter is most likely dead then if it requires all the resources." Venessa said casually. She might as well be talking about the weather with how little consideration went into her response. "If treated properly and cared with the proper after care;" Straightening her spin she gave a point towards the right. Through the single archway that lead into a thin short hallway; there would be two rooms on either side. One was clearly the woman's and the other would be the room she supplemented for treating house patients. "Please enter the room on the left and I will grab some items. Strip off your shirt and throw it into the garbage that is available in there. I am a healer, not a seamstress." Her lips quirked into a soft bemused smirk, amused by her own words. "Also remove anything that may have monster residue; since I am not sure what sort of spirit they summoned;"

    "Tingle, the headless fairyman." Dante interjected causing the elder sibling to raise her brows, press a finger to her lips and hum. "Immunity to magic though it had the ability to return magic at whomever used it upon it."

    "Ah," Two short quick nods were given; "Nonetheless, strip away anything that may have been infested with its afterlife touch. If that means you will be sitting there buck naked; there is a blanket and Dante can find you some appropriate temporary attire within my study." Now it was his turn to raise a brow looking at Venessa. Raising the many questions as to why she had men's clothing but she ignored him. "We should be done here within ten minutes, Tane. It will be on your responsibility to see that your wounds are treated with care after all this to not have any scars," Pointing to one arm; she did offer him a polite smile. "But I can see you are a smart man, I will not have to repeat my aftercare tutorial to you more than once." She gave a loose gesture to the hallway again; "Down the hall. I will be but a moment." Turning suddenly she disappeared under the stairs through another archway but Dante didn't follow knowing it was the way to her study.

    "That went well."
     
  4. Tane

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    "That was my thought as well," Tane remarked absently. There was no way that fighter was still alive, and to be quite frank, Tane did not care. He knew the risks and he knew what would happen had he not been fully prepared. That was just how battle worked. if you were stupid and brash, you died.

    He followed behind, frowning ever so slightly at the order to discard any clothing touched by the creature. Since he had been literally inside of its mouth, that meant... well everything. He opened his mouth to speak, then turned to Dante and shrugged his shoulders. He waited patiently until she was out of the room before he made a comment. "I may need some music for this..." Dante didn't seem like he was going to leave. He had never stripped for a man before. This would be new...

    Smirking, he set his mask aside gently. There was no way he was going to discard that particular artifact. He could mend it and make it proper again. Blight may need it again one day and, with it being something of a trademark, a duplicate or similar in make mask was just not the same. Then again, people now had seen Tane sporting it around and they may recognize it. Maybe better that he get a new one at some point... make a new symbol.

    The rest of his clothing was of little importance. Pulling off first his cloak, the rest came to follow, all scars and fresh wounds and runes laid bare. He was fairly certain Dante didn't like this any more than he did, though there was no reason to be awkward. "She seems nice," he commented, hiding whether that was sarcasm or not. Maybe he meant it genuinely. "Whatever I owe for this, I'll gladly pay it and then we can get our rest and start out on your quest come morning if that suits you. I'd like to get started as soon as possible."
     
  5. Dante Stormward

    Dante Stormward Stay awhile, won't you?
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    Ears jolted upwards at the sound of the man's comment and the stripping down to the skivvies. Embarrassment rolled through Dante quickly as he forced himself to turn right around and peer out the doorway. Watching to see if Venessa was coming and distracting himself from the temporary awkward. "I am not that sort of guy, Tane." He jested trying to lessen his own feelings. He hadn't expected Tane to strip down so readily even though it was what he had been instructed to do.

    "She isn't as harsh as she tries to make herself seem like." Dante stated on his sister, though it would be the only thing he had to say. Evidently there was some sort of history between the siblings but he was not keen to talk about it. The only way he might talk about it if it was asked later and out of ear shot of the other. It was obvious that Venessa and Dante didn't agree with each other. And just as clear that they both believed the other was wrong but didn't care to confront it. At least not any more. Whatever had transpired between them was silent as the grave.

    Instead Dante focused on the second comment, "I am sure Zeid is more anxious than we are to start this journey." Eyes watched as the figure of Venessa came around the corner, her walk full of purpose and her hands carrying that of a green clay bowl. "Don't worry about payment, I am sure Venessa will let me know how I can repay her." Surely by grabbing his ear and scolding him until she was blue in the face. "Though I wonder with the currently journey we are in, should we heed the advice of the fortune teller and go to that of the library here in town?" He asked before suddenly stepping out, "I'll fetch you some clothing." Dante stated as he pulled his shoulder inwards to avoid bumping Venessa. She gave him a glower that was fitting for a sibling but said nothing. Rather she stepped into the room and quickly put the bowl down on the single table within.

    "I have prepared a salve that should help your arm with the stinging and burning, whilst clearing it of any lingering magic that may threaten to temper with your skin or own magic." Fingers rolled up the sleeves of her garment; "Please present your arm so I may attend to it." Eyes drifted to his clothing, "Are you opposed to burning your former garments, Tane?" She asked so seriously giving him a stern deadeye look. Clearly she was not joking either.
     
  6. Tane

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    "The library?" Tane inquired curiously. Arms crossed over his chest,he thought about it, nodding. "It's worth the peek and see.In any case, it can't hurt. There may be hidden records or something else even hidden in plain sight that needs a second opinion." Tane had always been good at that sort of thing. People requesting his help could so easily tell him there was nothing to be found, but when he went ahead to scour over areas they themselves had looked through dozens of times, he could always find at least one detail they had managed to miss. When you looked for clues for so long over something you were personally connected to, you could get frustrated and weary and start to believe it was for nothing. And that was when you stopped noticing details and could no longer be useful to yourself.

    He was grateful when Dante offered to find him fresh clothing, the sister coming back at the same time in preparation to treat him. Good. The sooner he could get out of here and no longer had to be standing around in the nude, the better. He kept a straight face, betraying nothing of any humility he may have felt being in this situation. He didn't like it one bit, but they didn't have to know that.

    "Do with it what you will,"
    he said, a hand waving towards his discarded clothing, "It won't be missed any as torn and damaged as it is now." It wouldn't be so wise anyway for him to be carrying that mask around everywhere. He was getting too close to his passion with it and needed to back off before people could note it.

    Instead, he extended his arms and waited for the treatment, patiently. "I appreciate greatly your help. It's a shame that the healers at the arena were too preoccupied with shielding the crowd from seeing a dead body that they couldn't put any effort into tending to those who could be helped. I sure hope the other fighters found themselves some good care as well. Though... one of those fellows was of the undead, walking skeleton variety and is beyond any help any mortal could give him. I should have stayed a moment more to thank them for their help in the fight, but it was a tad bit too crowded and hectic for me." People shoving and shouting and with his arms burning like they were still on fire, he just wanted to get out as soon as possible.
     
  7. Dante Stormward

    Dante Stormward Stay awhile, won't you?
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    As he disappeared out the door Dante thought about the agreeing words of Tane and the library. It was a start even if it was minute. Better than nothing and hopefully it would lead into something more. But he would talk more about that when they were outside of this homestead and preferably with Zeid as well.

    On the other hand, Venessa nodded seemingly pleased with the knowledge that she could burn the garments once worn. Perhaps she was a little more superstitious than most, but she'd rather be careful with the remnants of some astral or ghostly residue on attire. If it were not frowned upon, she would tell Tane to shower as well but his wound needed dressing first.

    Taking a healthy oversized glop of the creamy brown salve; she gingerly took his arm. Generously spreading it over top of the burn, "Death takes precedent over the living. Within reason. Evidently there were no other fighters grievously injured and you were still breathing. By medic code, you deal with those who do not breath first. If you can talk, you will live." Furrowing her white brow, "I am sure this stalfos fellow will be fine though I have not heard of many stals coming to partake in the garish summoning." Turning his wrist so the rest of his arm would move with, Venessa gave him a obligatory look. "It must have been quite busy. I could hear hooting and hollering all the way over here."

    She'd nod and take another blob of the salve, spreading it up to his elbow and back down to his wrist. Effectively covering every inch in the cool cream. Inspecting her work, "Your runes are quite interesting Tane? Any particular reason for their existence?" Whether or not she as actually interested was hard to tell. It might just be her bedside manner that suggested she engage him, or she could be curiously asking for her own reason. Yet she made no question to why Tane and Dante were together. Clearly avoiding anything about her brother; "The fighters you were with should remain within the town for the night. You may run into them yet." Idly reaching back, opening the top drawer of the single table she had the bowl upon; a cloth was produced with a snap. Touching his elbow, she gave a wipe away to some of the salve and checked to see if there was any blistering below.

    "Not too serious, mildly uncomfortable but not to a point that you're skin will bubble and redden for a few months." Habitually she dabbed at his hand, cleaning any stray cooling cream that may have gotten there, "It should not blister but if it does, do not pop the blisters. Seek attention. If you are out of reach of a medical professional, I suggest you wrap your arm up in a clean gauze." Venessa pointed to his arm, "Rub as much of that salve into your skin as possible. You will need to redress the wound every two to three hours with clean dressings. Apply this salve only twice a day, preferably at dawn and dusk if you need a easy schedule. Wash it daily with cool water. Not cold but cool, unless you wish to dry and crack the already tender skin."

    She stepped back momentarily to look at him, "You may enter." Venessa announced as Dante just stuck his arm in to hold out the clothing. Rolling her eyes she took the proffered items and offered them in turn to Tane. "They are not much but they will be better than running stark naked through the square." It'd be come clear here that she was merely a professional and honestly had no interest in any deeper conversation than she had to muster for the sake of bedside.
     
  8. Tane

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    "I think we put on a pretty damn good show to please such a bloodthirsty crowd," Tane admitted proudly. That didn't necessarily mean he himself liked the bloodsport that got the crowd so hungry or that he would go on to slaughter once more for their amusement. Even Tane had his limits. Innocent fighters didn't need to die, even if they joined in on a fight knowing all the risks and were prepared to meet death square in the face. Cheering about death was, in every way, disgusting. Only those who truly deserved to die needed to die, and even then it was far better to do the most dirty part of the work in private where none needed be traumatized with the sight. "I doubt I will ever take part in it again, however."

    "I just liked the chance to exercise a little and put on a show."
    There was a woman involved, after all, and he didn't deny being a bit of a show off. "If I have time, I may go see how the others have fared. As you say, they're probably all fine." He didn't know any Goron to be weak and the Stalfos was already dead anyway, so no worries there. "Minus the death, I was probably the worst off with the others knowing to keep their distance."

    He fell silent for a while after while the woman talked and explained in detail how he must care for his wounds in the days to come. he nodded, committing every word to memory. "I will take the utmost care for them, this I swear. I'm not a man to neglect my own welfare. And I must keep these runes intact." She had asked about them, and he supposed the least e could do was explain why they were so important. "The runes help me channel my magic. I can do it without, but the markings make spells more potent and less draining. Any breaks in the lines destroys the effect and they become mere... drawings really." Scars or open wounds damaged the runes and stopped the ability to channel. He supposed he could always have them repainted to restore their power.

    "And thank you for the clothing,"
    he added, a bit of color coming to his cheeks that she had to go and remind him of his situation when he'd been doing so well to keep his mind off it. He wasn't opposed though to taking an impromptu shopping trip for some nice traveling clothes before they were to begin their investigation.
     
  9. Dante Stormward

    Dante Stormward Stay awhile, won't you?
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    Remaining impassive about the idea of doing a bit of exercise and putting on a show, the woman kept at her work. Tending and inspecting feverously but it might be suggested by her lack of input she thought the very idea was trivial and perhaps barbaric.

    Instead Venessa stepped back sizing up the Ace while he spoke about his runes. Arms came to cross across her chest and her weight shifted more so to one foot than the other. A white brow popped up with a few questions but it was then Dante had returned. Although he had remained outside; the clothing came in and she gave it to the man. Unlike the other sibling, Venessa stayed within and watched. "They are necessary for the trade. Not all men or women like to walk home in the buff or in a blanket. It is merely a service I provide." Eyes drifted sideways to the pile of clothing that had been discarded. Narrowing lids and widened before she gave them a indignant push away with the toe of her shoed foot. It might be best to say that Venessa did not like magic. Considering she used efforts of natural roots and herbs to tend to Tane, the sheikahn was erring quite obviously on the side of magic was vile. "Once you are dressed and ready to leave, please let me know. I will draw up a bill for the two of you to debate on paying." The last few words were toned differently. Deeper and more direct but it wasn't at Tane.

    Without a continued word, the woman stepped out of the room with the same level of purpose she walked in with. Dante sucked up against the wall noting how she gave him a glaring side eye but didn't stop to say much else.

    "The sooner we leave, the better." Dante surmised openly as if it really needed to be said. While he suspected the detective would be fine if he was left to linger longer, he would not. "Let me know when you are decent and we can leave. I am sure you are ready to have a good sleep before the morning."
     
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    Something about the way these two talked to and about each other didn't settle right with Tane. His eyes could catch glimpses, looks they would give one another whenever eye contact was made. It wasn't that he meant to see, meant to gauge this. Sometimes it was just hard to put away that detective instinct and to not study and pick out clues. If he didn't know any better, he'd think these two siblings hated one another. But then if they so despised each other, why put up with it enough to meet like this? Why even come here in the first place? Surely, there must have been other healers in Kasuto, other places to go. There had to be more.

    Tane didn't speak about it. He could remain quiet, indifferent, pretend he either didn't notice or didn't care. He could continue to gather evidence before pursuing this further. He didn't wish to make his new contract uncomfortable when they were sure to be spending a lot of time together in the next few days, maybe even weeks.

    Silently, he picked through the clothes laid out, slipping them on quick and efficient to call out to Dante, "You may enter now. I'm ready to go." He approached the Sheikah, donning his temporary clothing that was neither the perfect fit nor the perfect style. Still, it was fine for now for what it was. In the morning, he would fix himself some supplied and better traveling clothes. They would check out the library and any other locations where there might be long lost records, and then they could be on their way... unless by some peculiar and remarkable coincidence, their target was magically hidden here in Kasuto in plain sight. That was unlikely.

    "This has been..."
    he faltered, picking just the right word, "...educational. Not the best bedside manner I've seen, but an interesting style nonetheless." This Venessa was interesting enough that he would have liked to stay a bit longer and talk with her to learn more, but for some reason it just sounded like a bad idea. "I guess we should hurry up and settle this bill then?" he asked, "Whatever you need from me, it's yours here."
     
  11. Dante Stormward

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    Sideline stepping before pivoting on his heel to look at the detective as hands locked onto his hips. "Seems like you'll need a better wardrobe after this." Stopping himself from looking at the discarded clothing on the ground, he would instead offer a gentle smirk. Pausing realizing he couldn't really say too much without it being considered awkward or intriguing, Dante exhaled.

    Thankfully Tane interjected with a comment, "Could be worse, at least you were tended too and not maimed any further. Honestly don't worry about the bill, I've dropped some rupees on her kitchen table so we can exit without any worries." Out of habit he drew a quick fleeting look over his shoulder then back; backpedaling with two long strides with an extension of his hand, "The less we stay here, the less I will have to explain." Either Dante was already telling that the detective was probably sizing them both up or had an inkling that the man would be curious enough to ask. Hopefully he wouldn't, honestly the reason for the siblings behaving in such a way was very juvenile. It was bad when he even acknowledged the stupidity of it.

    "Let's just make sure we call it a night after this and resume the intention of this endeavor tomorrow." Stepping in line to move down the hallway; "I am sure that we both have enough thoughts on our minds for the evening though do you have a room within Kasuto for the evening?" He'd enquire honestly only hesitating a moment when they came to the front entrance. Venessa was nowhere in sight - that he could see - "I've got the kid with my grandmother since she insisted we stay there, on the edge of town so if you need us; we are that way." He would gesture only once the door was open towards the southish end of Kasuto.

    "Not trying to rush you off either Tane, just figured I better see if you have lodgings and point you in the right direction if you don't; but I am mostly just airing on the side of caution as I am probably safe to assume you have Rachel's lodgings." Fiendishly he gave a wicked smirk but said nothing further. Only pulling the door close one Tane stepped out and was ready to embark into the night.
     
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    "I'll get something," he agreed. Before they left anywhere or began any searching, he'd find time to make himself a nice and pleasant little shopping trip and maybe acquire a brand new, flashy cloak. Though Tane wouldn't ever be placed in the same category as nobles or landowners (though how may true nobility still existed in this day and age?), he had money and he sure liked to show it by looking so nice all the time.

    He was busy taking in his attire, hands smoothing down the front of this temporary shirt. He nodded to Dante as the man spoke, putting to memory his comments. The less he'd have to explain. Yes, but explain what? Tane kept his attitude neutral, eyes giving away nothing of the sort that he was placing some pieces, gears turning. "Indeed," he finally said, "I wouldn't want to keep longer until things get uncomfortable. I haven't been the most modest here. Why don't we carry on then?" Though he was pretty sure his show was just awkward and was hardly even going to be thought about again after this. And he certainly hoped that this Dante was never going to return the favor. He wasn't exactly bad looking, but the Ace was not interested in peep shows. At least not tonight.

    Stepping outside, Tane looked around and gave another neutral shrug. "I can't say honestly. I'm sure she's still in town somewhere, not able to leave until the morning's light for Rauru." And by 'she' of course he was referring to Rachel. If he needed to be honest, he didn't mind the stress relief, but he hadn't given thought to any long term commitments. The more he distanced people from himself on a personal level, the better his life would be and the better Blight's reputation would remain secret.

    "It's not hard for me to find lodgings. I haven't thought it through yet, but I'm far from worried. If you'll be going for the night, we'll set up a rendezvous and pick this up in the morning. The schedule is entirely up to you two, of course. Whenever and wherever you'll have me work, I'll be there."
     

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