Completed [The Great Bazaar] Confrontation {Kisetukai}

[Hadyn Skellig]

38th of Spring, 513 Midday Chewing on her thumbnail, the brunette woman stared longingly at the shelf of books. They were absolutely beautiful. She didn't often allow herself to indulge in purchasing anything from the bazaar, if only because it was all extraneous. But here she was, on her day off perusing the stalls like she had all the Miza in the land to spend. The beige dress whispered at her boots as she shifted her weight to the other foot, still gazing at the books from far off lands. It was exceedingly rare for her to be wearing a dress. But her normal clothes were still drying and she couldn't go wandering in her skivvies. Not with this weather at least. Her dark hair was loosely braided, swept over one shoulder and out of her way. Hardly making the picture of a blacksmith, Hadyn was decidedly uncharacteristic today with her attire. Lost in her thoughts, the woman took a step backward, ready to leave the tempting booth, as a very rushed man came barreling down the causeway. Her foot caught his toe as he passed, sending him scrabbling then falling, cursing as he went. Hadyn spun around, surprise registered on her face as she took a step toward him. He was nicely dress, the tunic a finely crafted piece of art. His blond hair was neatly pulled into an oiled ponytail. "I'm sorry," she began, reaching a hand toward the red-faced man as he began picking himself up. He brushed her hand off and turned on her with a scowl. "What the petch were you trying to do? Kill me?" He took a step forward, feigning a limp. Pointing at the affected foot he glared at her. "Near broke my foot, vagik." "Certainly wasn't my intention," she replied darkly, the apologetic smile melting to a frown. "I didn't see y-" "Course you didn't see me, girl," he pushed himself into her space, glaring at her. He was perhaps a few inches taller but she met his gaze levelly. Crossing her arms over her chest Hadyn's brows furrowed as she stood her ground. "I apologized for my mistake. Best you're on your way."

[Kisetukai]

It had been a long day, and it was barely about midday, but nonetheless a long day. K had patrolling along with Ser Corben and the gang, feeling bored as always, nothing interesting ever happend. Here he thought the order was going to be super fun, but instead it was pretty much just patrolling around on horses and looking cool. Most of the people in Syliras knew the rules, so it was pretty rare to find a fight or conflict, and if one was found. The squires were told to watch, while an older knight went over and simply fixed it... How boring. Today was no different, they had simply been patrolling the city... And boy was today awful. Just like every other day, nothing happened, the most contact that happened was people bumping into each other, and even when that happened, nothing was said. They just kept going. Well except for one incident... The whole group had somehow noticed it barely before moving on, a man seemed to be arguing with some woman, it was a bit amusing to watch atop a horse. It felt like watching two puppies play, but then something was said that shocked K greatly. 

"Now pay attention boys, this is what happens when conflict arrives in Syliras." Ser Corben said aloud then turned to give K, who wasn't paying much attention, an annoyed look. "Today one of you will be handling it... And this could either be really bad, or really good. Heed my warning young squires, today's chosen squire is.." K looked up to find a strong finger pointing at his forehead, exposing him as a clueless fool. "Kisetukai..." K came to life as he figured out the situation, a smile growing on his face as he saw the disappointment of the other squires. "You know... It really does suck to be you guys..." K said as he yanked the reigns on his horse, moving over to the quarreling group. He jumped off exotically, making a scene as his heavy armor clanked, slowly rising back up. Giving off a look of importance and elegance he walked over to them. He was suited up, full upper and lower armor, the only part of him not concealed was his head. As his silver armor gleamed he stuck a hand out, sliding the man off of the girl some. "Ah a bit to close..." He gave the man an uninterested look. "Now what seems to be the problem..." Immediately the man walked up to him and began to spout info. "Ser, I was just minding my own business, walking along to purchase and such, and this oaf just stuck her leg out and tripped me on purpose." As much as he loved this man immediately for calling him Ser, giving him the respect he didn't deserve but commanded, but he still had to be strict. K wiped his face a bit, removing some of the man's spit, and then addressed him calmly. "Well... Did she apologize?" "Yeah... Yeah but-" "Then all is forgiven..." K said softly dismissing the man. The man seemed angry and unsatisfied, as he quickly grabbed the girl's right arm. "No! She stills-" K gave the man a look of disappointment, raising his left slightly and tapped his scythe a couple times. "Uh Uh... We don't do that here. You know that." The man gas him a grunt and walked off, making sure his shoulder bumped into the girl. 

K then took a step forward, looking at her with little attention. "You... Commoner. What is your name?" He said with ease. "Why are you here, where are you going? And are you ok?" He gave her a small smile. "Your just as guilty here..." Looking at her clothes, and her hair, she seemed like a casual stroller. Someone obviously who never worked and had no where to go, a lazy human taking up space. Something that wasn't appreciated in Syliras. He looked at her sternly for answers, it was his job, not to treat her sweetly because of her sex. Even if he kinda wanted to actually be a little nicer to her, business was business.

[Hadyn Skellig]

As if the situation couldn't get any more vexatious, a Knight-to-be was now embroiled in it. Hadyn resisted the urge to roll her eyes at the squire as he dealt justice to the annoyed man. With an all assessing glance the woman was decidedly uninterested in the young man's bravado and attempt at dispensing peace. She pulled her arm from the citizen's grip and closed her eyes as he bumped ever so purposefully into her. Opening them she found the squire staring at her and addressing her pointedly. "Hadyn," she replied dryly, eyebrow raised. She deliberately ignored his distinction of commoner, her expression placid. "I'm here to shop t'stalls same as everyone else. And yes," her tone adopted a note of sticky-sweet cynicism. "I'm quite alright now. Can't imagine what I'd do if y'hadn't stepped in all gallant like." He clearly thought very little of her, which was considerably more than she thought of him. He was at least half her age - his countenance suggesting teenager at best. And like most of the little squirelings running about the city he had an air of arrogance masked by only the slightest facade of entitlement. His comment regarding her guilt was irritating at best. Her arms remained crossed and she stared at him with the slightest upward tilt to her chin. They were roughly the same height so there'd be no looking down at him. But his condescending behavior was mirrored in her posture. It took all her good graces not to give him a sharp retort and be on her way. Brown eyes rested on his face as she waited for him to dismiss her from his holy presence so she could take her leave like the good little commoner he thought her to be.

[Kisetukai]

 "Hadyn," she replied dryly, eyebrow raised. She deliberately ignored his distinction of commoner, her expression placid. "I'm here to shop t'stalls same as everyone else. And yes," her tone adopted a note of sticky-sweet cynicism. "I'm quite alright now. Can't imagine what I'd do if y'hadn't stepped in all gallant like."  

K looked at her with a dull face with no form of approval, choosing to not address her little slang, for now at least. He noticed her attitude become a bit smart, folding her arms... It was.. Cute. And better yet, she was better than the boring crap they had to do. "Hadyn.. I see." He looked at her up and down in one more quick motion, wondering a lot and pondering infinite questions. "Hadyn... Your free to go." K began to walk away, going back to his patrol, until he realized. She was his way out! He walked up to Ser Corben who had been holding his horse for him, waiting for his return. "See.. Ser Corben here's the thing..." K began to excuse.

 "No Kise your not getting out of another patrol." Ser Corben said bluntly. "Wait wait. Here me out here I beg of you." K said softly. "That girl... That guy tried to rape her. Seriously. And she's scared. Now instead of making this a big deal, the paper work, getting some sergeants... I decided that I will just escort her for the time being. Just to make sure she is safe." Ser Corben let out a deep sigh of disappointment. "Kise... Go ahead." He said sadly. "But tomorrow... We do unarmed training, no matter what." "Deal!" K said like a young kid as he jumped away and quickly ran back to Hadyn, he had lost sight of her but found her relatively easily. She was near one of the shops, doing what? He didn't know nor did he care. 

"Hadyn!" He said as he ran up to her, his heavy armor clanking. "Thank the gods..." He smiled as he finally saw her. "Change of plans... My patron says that I have to watch you because you could be a possible... Trouble maker. So it's my job to keep you in line for today." He looked at her with a sigh. "I know right? Total bummer for both of us... I'd rather be on patrol but... Here I am." He gave her a small smile, showing that he wasn't that boring as the image he gave. "Let's just be nice to each other, trust me you won't even know I'm hear... I'm gonna be your shadow." 

K wasn't the best liar, but as of lately he was on a spree. It felt good, to be able to just say a few words and change things that easily. As he waited for Hadyn's answers he looked at her happily, he was more excited now that he wasn't patrolling. "So... Where to first?" 

[Hadyn Skellig]

Well that was relatively painless. Annoying but nothing more. He dismissed her without much ceremony and she took the opportunity to heart. The squire was already on his way back to his mates as Hadyn about faced and made her way through the thinning crowd. Her mood for shopping was greatly diminished (if indeed it'd been there at all) but she had the rest of the bell to peruse. With neither the vagik she was unfortunate enough to trip nor the squire on her mind, the woman stepped before the glassblower's stall. Her pathetic excuse for an apartment was much too small for anything so delicate though she couldn't help but admire the craftsmanship. The woman picked up a vase, examining the emerald tinted glass before setting it down once more with an apologetic smile to the vendor. She wouldn't be purchasing anything today. Ready to move on to the next stall, the blacksmith caught wind of her name being shouted over the din of the bazaar. To her great chagrin the squire was jogging toward her like a ponderous armor-clad ox, clanking all the way. Hadyn waited patiently until he slowed, an explanation issuing forth. She cocked an eyebrow when he suggested she might be a trouble maker but let it slide. There was something not entirely adding up about this situation but she didn't have a mind to argue. With a defeated sigh, she began to walk at a leisurely pace, her eyes on the displays. Hopefully she would bore him enough that he'd leave her be. "One shadow's quite enough," she muttered as they walked. Casting a glance over her shoulder at the squire, Hadyn tossed him a question - she could at least pretend to be polite. "They let you off the leash much?"

[Kisetukai]

"One shadow's quite enough," she muttered as they walked. Casting a glance over her shoulder at the squire, Hadyn tossed him a question - "They let you off the leash much?"

K hadn't been walking with her for long and already had began to bore, he felt if anything that this was better than patrolling at least. It was pretty busy, like always, her and K walking throughout crowds. She moved at a nice pace, for someone in armor, it was a comfortable pace. When her question had finally floated on to him he gave her a look, finally trying to listen to her words. "Leash?..." He said quietly, giving the back of her head a teasing look. Then after calming down he spoke aloud.

"As a Syliran knight I have no leash, I am allowed to do whatever, whenever. I patrol these cities for your safety, keeping the town safe, stopping things before they happen. Possibly, with some situations as yours, they are easily squashed. But with others... They are not." He walked with his arms folded, moving with elegance and an upmost dignity. "As a Syliran... As someone apart of the population your job is to labor and just mind yourself, I think we keep it plenty of safe, but some people just always wanna break rules. Sometimes they-..." He began to grow quiet as he noticed his pride had taken over, very quickly. 

As he looked at the girl, he could sense her longing for the items she saw. Was she too poor? Could she only afford the necessities? He gave her a look before patting right shoulder with his index and middle fingers, then speaking softly. "Why do you long for such materials and items yet I haven't seen you purchase?" He chuckled a bit. "You know what's really cool, would be like a new scythe, a scythe with an awesome design!" He began to get riled up about the thought of fighting, getting the glorious scythe he dreamed of. "I'm sorry.. It's just I really want a new scythe... But all of the smiths in town suck. Like really they just suck. If they were as good as the rumored Isur's then they could make a nice scythe bit no..." He looked at her walking at the same speed as her, his armor still clanking. People made way for them for some reason, was it perhaps the thought of someone in the order, was he scary? Nah... It was the rumored attitudes of squires and knights, quick to throw someone in jail. Hopefully... They would stay out the way. He kind of liked the important feeling.

[Hadyn Skellig]

She was half listening, the other half of her attention on the wares before them. It was true, the Knights really weren't on leashes so to speak. They had a free run of the place, though it was probably a good thing considering the order they instilled. But it was still a damn choler when one of their numbers took the self aggrandizing path. Seemed this fellow was the very picture. Hadyn glanced at him when he mentioned the items she hadn't purchased. With a shrug she picked up oddly shaped box carved from wood. Before she could respond he was off lamenting for a new scythe. Setting the box down, the woman faced him squarely, eyebrows raised. Crossing her arms over her chest and leaning one hip against the side of the stall she waited for him to finish with a skeptical expression. "Oh aye," she replied with a small smile. "We smiths are down right awful. Shameful, the lot o' us." Her tone implied she was more entertained than offended. While it was rare for folk to pin her profession on first glance this boy was besmirching the work of all Sylirian smiths with only one weapon (and likely one smith) to prove it. With a quiet sigh, Hadyn shook her head and looked down, an amused smile on her lips. "Y'got a name, mate?"

[Kisetukai]

 "Oh aye," she replied with a small smile. "We smiths are down right awful. Shameful, the lot o' us." He look at she watch him with her smile, a goofy smile formed on his face from looking at her as he chuckled. "My bad... Please forgive me." He said softly, after all she may have been a commoner but she was still a lady. And Orion always say... The main point was that she deserved respect. 

"Y'got a name, mate?" 

Her words were simple, calm yet actually kind of nice. For they both exchanged smiles without K really noticing. He couldn't say he liked the situation to much, but her actually talking wasn't so bad. "Oh I'm sorry... I am Kisetukai Yamehaka, ask your friends they may know of me, squire of Ser Corben. Future knight..." He looked at her with his arms still folded as he sighed, after spouting his knightly info. Continuing to walk, leaving her behind as she leaned at the stall, he didn't want her to sense that he began to warm up to her. "So... Your a smith huh? You know I was just playing about that... You guys suck stuff right?" He let out a small chuckle as he continued to walk, finding himself leading now he didn't know where he was going. 

Slowing down he turned around and spoke to her once more, trying to keep his arrogant attitude, although she seemed really nice. "So... Talk to me. Where do ya work? You any good?... But first.." He turned back forward and continued to walk. "Tell me your name... Possibly age?" He thought the age thing was pushing it, but to him it was just a number, a number that he could care about less. As long as she looked like that... 

Then her age truly didn't matter.

[Hadyn Skellig]

Hadyn watched him stroll off, contemplating walking the opposite direction but decided against it. Despite all her efforts there was something obnoxiously endearing about him. Not enough to garner her interest outside of this forced interaction, but still. Besides, he likely run after her and then she'd hear about it. Certainly not worth the effort. Kisetukai. Mouthful, that. She was quite certain the few friends she kept did not know of him, but she nonetheless made a point to remember the name. Pushing away from the stall, Hadyn fell in step behind him, the desire to turn tail fleeting. While she didn't rush to flank him, she kept up pace as he turned to speak again. At least his demeanor settled somewhat. Was he... possibly... being polite to her? "Sultros Blades," she replied, her voice raising slightly to accommodate the noise. "An' I s'ppose I'm no worse than the bloke what made your scythe." Hadyn paused when he queried after her name and age. Had she not already given him her name? And age, well, that seemed a bit forward. She wasn't old enough to find it flattering that he couldn't guess her years but it wasn't the most polite of questions. Still, Hadyn decided on a response as they walked. "I've likely seen five or more summers than you," she answered at length, keeping her tone neutral, sidestepping a cart before falling behind him again. "Twenty-seven t'be exact. An' were y'too busy admirin' yourself in that blade not to catch my name? Hadyn."

[Kisetukai]

"I've likely seen five or more summers than you," she answered at length, keeping her tone neutral, sidestepping a cart before falling behind him again. "Twenty-seven t'be exact. An' were y'too busy admirin' yourself in that blade not to catch my name? Hadyn."

Ah Hadyn! How his memory had failed him, he didn't know, but nonetheless he was sure to remember it this time. "Crap.. Sorry I guess I'm moving too fast for myself..." He stepped up a bit, as he remembered her retort about his scythe, forcing him to explain. "This old scythe is still reliable, it's name is just, a durable yet lightweight metal with the weighted crescent blade completely flat." As he spoke he lowered his arms, giving them a rest, with his left hanging and his right on his scythe as if about to take it out. "It was made a while back, back when my mother was a squire, so yeah... If possible I'd like my own sometime." He gave her a slight chuckle as he glanced at her and then looked forward. "You don't look of your age... But then again..." He continued to walk, slowly thinking to himself, until the idea smacked him.

"Hey... This scythe was very good when my mother used to use it.. So if I got another scythe made with the same skill it may be just as good. Possibly better!" He began to become excited as he turned to her and walked near her, on her right side, he was making body contact without noticing it. "Screw these side materials, I want a deadly new scythe right now! And I want.. You to make it. Would you?" He sighed a bit, finally beginning to calm down. "It's a big order but.. I promise you I can pay... I will lay. Possibly you could make more than my scythe for me... Depending on the outcome of my scythe." He knocked on his armor with his gloved fist, smiling vibrantly. "I want it strong... You think you could do something awesome? Like.. Well your the smith. You tell me."