In the begining (Relm)

[Jakk Heavymetal]

Jakk groaned as he rolled out of his thick wooden bed forcing it to groan under his weight. A loud bang is heard from the other side of his small inn room "Wake up already and get dressed you have work do to remember?" a mans voice is heard from the other side. "Ya ya ya be with ya in a minute ya old coot" Jakk responded as he stood. Jakk cracked his neck as he made his way over to the window and opened the curtains. The sun blasted the dark room with light causing Jakk to recoil for a moment. He recovered and looked out at the city and grinned. This was his life the one he has chosen for himself.

He chose to leave almost everything behind...almost he thought to himself as he looked down at his hands and shook his head. He was not ready to leave his arms behind. He shook his head to clear his mind of the past he left all that behind. Jakk made his way over to his small table and got dressed a pair of loose pants with thick belt dark shirt with black over coat and white gloves to cover his metal hands. Jakk left his room and locked the door behind him and made his way down stairs. A barrel chested man with quite the gut stood behind the bar cleaning a glass looked up at him. "Its about time you showed up" he grunted "I was up all night you ass some one has to keep this place running because you sure don't ya old codger" Jakk responded making his way to the bar to grab the bucket and rag.

"Just clean those tables and get on with it" he said with a chuckle. It went on like this for a many hours the pair of them yelling at each other or throwing some one out if they got to loud. Till the golden hour showed and Jakk got to his real job. He made his way over to the far corner of the tavern Jakk sat down behind a piano. The room grew silent as the drinkers stopped to listen. The moment he began to play Jakk loud and prankster personality vanished as he lost himself in the music. This at lest was the only good thing he ever got out of his past, music one of the only things he cherished more then anything.

After his song Jakk sat there for a few moments to reel himself back in. After that he got up and went back to work their was no applause or anything like that and that was just the way he wanted it. That how ever did not stop people from thanking him or offering to give him money for that but he never took it all he wanted was to live.

[Relm Arrowny]

Relm, especially with her young age, had always been a bit curious about things. So, when she had seen a portal, she had wanted to know what it was, and what it was doing in Narshe. Did people blame her for being so curious? She still didn't know where she was, nor she really care. It was quite a nice place, so far. She had only been there a few moments, and wasn't entirely sure of what to think of it. She hadn't seen many people, and that was a little strange. Relm gripped her paintbrush in her right hand, still walking around. She was looking around, looking at her surroundings. She wanted something to draw. That way, people would believe her if she said she went through a portal. They wouldn't believe her otherwise. She was only a child, and children were known for their vivid imagination.

Relm stopped walking for a second, and she raised her finger to her chin in thought, temporarily shutting her eyes. She was getting a little tired. It would be nice to find somewhere to rest for a little while. It wasn't like she was bounding with energy. The previous night, she had been up late, working on a piece. That reminded Relm, she still hadn't finished it. She would have to finish it when she got back. After going to speak to the others, of course. Maybe she could go look for something to draw after a rest. But that meant she would have to find somewhere of course. Relm thought for a moment. I could just go sit in the shade... She thought. Eh, that didn't seem like such a bad idea.

Relm opened her eyes, and looked for somewhere to sit. Luckily enough, she saw a place. Within a few seconds, she had sat down on the ground and was almost sighing. Now that she thought about it, she had been walking for a while. Maybe she had even walked around in circles. She hadn't any clue. Everything looked the same, and then everything looked different. She shut her eyes for a second, only for them to whip back open. What was that sound? It sounded like music. Relm looked, and she saw where it was coming from. Or, at least where she thought it was coming from. Quickly running over there, she peeked through the window. From what she could see, somebody was playing the piano. She hummed in thought, before going in. Quite good... She thought, sitting down at a vacant place.

When the music stopped, Relm waited a while for applause, then realising there wasn't any, she frowned. Didn't people here acknowledge a bit of talent? Even after a short while, this world had confused her. She lightly clapped her hands once, then put them down in her lap, where she was clutching her paintbrush. The pianist, Relm watched as he just went back to work. She, now, wanted to paint him. But she couldn't do that if he kept on moving. She would have to approach him and ask him. Not that hard, right? Relm stood up, and walked over to him. "Hi." She said, holding ehr brush with two hands in front of her. "Can I paint your portrait?"

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Words:; 690
Muse:; Quite good!
Tagged:; Jakk
Outfit:; Usual
Location:; Inside
Listening To:; --
Notes:; Hope this is ok.

[Jakk Heavymetal]

Jakk stopped working and looked at the girl and cocked a eyebrow unsure on how to respond. He looked up to see his coworkers laughing at his confusion. The inn bursts into laughter as Jakk sighs and runs a hand down his face. "I have seen Jakk face down a squad of armored knights with a grin and he cant handle a little girl" He bangs the bar in laughter "Oh god I think I am gona brake a rib" He continued between fits. Jakk gave a half grin and threw his rag at the man hitting him in the head. "Your paying me for the rest of this day...Im out" Jakk said with a shake of his head. Jakk made his way out the front door with the chorus of laughter chasing him.

"And get that portrait you dammed fool" the inn owner bellowed over the laughter. As Jakk sighed he pulled out a pack of cigarettes a rarity in this world and pulled out a match and lit it off the wall to light the cigarette in his mouth. Jakk waves the match out and tossed it aside. He sighed and turned to the girl "Well that turned in to a shit storm quick didn't it" he said with a grin the cigarette never leaving his mouth. "So whats your name?" Jakk said with a cocked eyebrow. "If you haven't guessed by now my name is Jakk" he said with a shrug.

[Relm Arrowny]

Relm looked between him and the people laughing. What were they laughing at? Still, she couldn’t help frown a bit. What nerve they had! She crossed her arms. Relm felt a little bit annoyed at these people. It was a simple question. People back where she came from didn’t laugh. They knew she was a good artist, and she didn’t ask just anybody if she could paint them. They had to grab her attention first. However, she just glared at them. Then, Relm looked back at him. So, they were laughing at him and her? She had half a mind to go and give them a few choice words! She looked at them one more time, muttering something under her breath, before she followed him. She was determined to get some sort of picture done.

Relm just stared at him for a moment, before sitting down and shuffling around for a minute. She didn’t know how long she would have to paint, so she needed to get to it rather quickly. Her head shot up at his words, and she put her head to the side slightly. ”I guess so.” She shrugged. Relm then looked at her paintbrush, observing the bristles for a moment, before tapping it against her palm, splashing paint on her hand. ”My name’s Relm.” She smiled, then holding out her hand. Then, Relm noticed the paint her hand and frowned. Oops. She quickly wiped her hand, before holding it out again, now clearly cleaner. Still, Relm had long given up trying to wash some paint out of her hands.

Relm took a spare piece of paper out of her pocket. You never knew when you would need some paper. She was an artist. She, then, put her brush against the paper, and starting her painting. She just needed Jakk to stay still, and all would go fine. Well… she hoped. A look of concentration was clearly evident. Her eyes were focused, and her tongue was peeking out of her mouth. Relm wasn’t aware of it, but that was how she usually looked when she was painting. Unless she was talking. She would probably try talking once she got the basic sketch down. She needed to know where she was, of course. As much as she would have liked to go, she was sure people would start looking for her after a few hours. People always worried when children went missing.

Relm hummed when she saw the sketch. It seemed pretty good, now she just needed to enhance it. Giving just a basic sketch wouldn’t be good. And didn’t that man back in the inn tell Jakk to get the portrait? She wanted to see what he would say when he saw her masterpiece. Most people thought she was only a child and that she wasn’t a good artist. Well, she was a child, but as far as Relm knew, she was one of the best artists she knew. She had been asked by lot’s of important people for portraits, and she couldn’t miss a chance to practice her drawing! She nodded to herself before looking back at Jakk. ”Stay still.” She said, trying to define the details. If something went wrong, well, she didn’t exactly what to erase anything or start again.

Relm tapped the non-paint end of her paintbrush against her cheek, thinking for a moment. She then started the most delicate part of her painting. ”So…” She started. ”Where exactly am I?” Relm rethought her question for a moment. It was a bit vague. She didn’t want to know where in the world, but what world. She definitely knew that this wasn’t a place on her world. And she had heard some of the grown-ups talking about portals and different worlds. Relm hadn’t thought much of what she heard to begin with, thinking it unimportant if they didn’t tell her. But, now she realized that it was in fact, very important. ”I mean, which world?” She elaborated. Relm paused for a moment, before she carried on painting. Her eyes kept flicking between Jakk and her paper, and then she cocked her head to the side, looking at him. ”Hmm…”

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Words:; 880
Muse:; Quite good!
Tagged:; Jakk
Outfit:; Usual
Location:; Outside
Listening To:; --
Notes:; Not so sure about this post xD But I hope it’s ok :3

[Jakk Heavymetal]

Jakk cocked a eyebrow Here? well what ever I guess Jakk gave a shrug and leaned against the wall. He left the cigarette in his mouth and crossed his arms, he continued to smoke without removing the cigarette. He just blew the smoke out his nose to expel the smoke. Jakk held his position with a almost statue quality the only movement he ever did was to look around with his eyes.

When she asked her question he cocked a eyebrow "You should be careful who you ask that question not everyone knows what those are" Jakk said looking down at the girl with his eyes. "But to awnser your question, not sure the only thing I am sure about is that this small city's name is Treno but other then that not a dam thing" Jakk said lookin up with is eyes. "So what brought this painting my portrait thing on" Jakk said looking up at this sky.

[Relm Arrowny]

Now that she thought about it, Strago would probably scold her for talking to a stranger. But, he wasn't a stranger anymore, right? That part slightly puzzled her. What actually defined a stranger? Well, it didn't matter at the moment. Relm's attention was entirely focused on her painting. She paused once in a while to stretch her arms, or look at Jakk. So far, so good. Relm narrowed her eyes to try and get the details perfect, or as perfect as possible. It was obvious she was trying hard, and she wasn't distracted as easily as others her age. That was a good thing. That's when a sudden thought popped into her head. Hadn't some royal just asked her to draw their portrait? And now she had ended up in some different world. That was just perfect! Not.

Relm stopped painting abruptly, and peered up, only her eyes visible. She released a deep breath and put her paper down. "I know that." She shrugged, and then just carried on like it was nothing. Well, that is what it was to her. She didn't overly understand all this anyway. So, she just didn't care. It was best that way, from Relm's opinion. "But obviously you do..." She shrugged again. That wasn't really much intel about where she was. Relm huffed, before cocking her head at her painting. It was almost finished. Just a quick shade and.... done! There. She beamed to herself, before going on her knees and reaching to give it to Jakk "There! Done." She wiped her paintbrush on the grass, and put it back in her pocket. Well, now that was done, she needed to find something else to do.

What had brought on painting his portrait, anyway? She didn't know, just a thought? She usually just asked people, without thinking. Relm put her chin in her palm, and just thought about it. That definitely puzzled her, more than anything. She huffed. Stupid world and it's stupid confusions! She crossed her arms, and flopped back, landing on her back. "I don't really know." It was an honest answer, but very vague. "I guess, I just like painting. And when I find somebody interesting, I want to paint them." There, that was slightly better. At least, Relm thought so. Still, she sat up and crossed her legs. "What about you? Why do you take all that from those in there?" She pointed and then put her hand in her lap.

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Words:; 567
Muse:; Ok
Tagged:; Jakk
Outfit:; Usual
Listening To:; Breakeven by The Script
Notes:; Sorry this is short!

[Jakk Heavymetal]

He pulled away from the wall and cracked his neck and back "Dam all stiff" Jakk said pulling the cigarette from his mouth to flick it onto the ground. He stepped on it and ground it into the stone while listening to her answer. "Works for me I guess" he said with a shrug. He made his way around to look at the panting, He smirked "Dam that is really good". He narrowed his eyes and sighed "Dammit this makes me miss my hat" he said almost laughing.

Jakk sat down on the ground to look up at the sky as he listened to her question. "Why do I take it?" he repeated the question and rolled it around in his mouth for a few moments. "Probably because that is the best family I have ever had" he said with a shrug. "Trust me this one is much better less gun fire and potential stabbings" Jakk said with a small laugh. "But I left them when they left me" Jakk said as he looked up at the sky. "But that is enough of that...hungry?"

[Relm Arrowny]

Relm tilted her head at Jakk, slightly confused by his behavior. Eh, it wasn’t her best work in the world, but it was ok for her. Relm Arrowny, forever a perfectionist. She never missed a chance to practice her drawing. And although people from higher class asked a ten-year-old little girl to draw their portrait, she still thought there was plenty of room for improvement. But, Relm knew she was better than most people her age. ”And you probably thought it was going to be bad, huh?” She spoke, standing up and dusting up her trousers. ”Where I come from, I have kings and queens asking me to draw them! You should be grateful.” Relm nodded, and put her hands on her hips, proudly. She stretched her arms up above her head. She felt pretty stiff herself, sitting on the hard ground, drawing. She was far more used to the soft grass back home.

Relm nodded, and then tilted her head once more. ”Yeah…” And then she frowned at him. Did he have more than one family or something. The only family she had was her grandfather, and he wasn’t much family. Shadow wasn’t much of a dad, either. But Relm was a very sassy girl. She wouldn’t take crap form anybody! If they decided they would, she would use some few choice words. That definitely shocked people. She wasn’t all sweet and nice, like people expected her to be. If they did, well, they were up for a big shock. ”What do you mean?” Relm frowned, and kicked the ground lightly with her shoe. ”I only have my grandfather, but he’s not exactly good family. My dad never bothered, and my mum died when I was young.” She shrugged. ”No biggie.” Relm grinned and right on cue, her stomach growled. ”Really hungry!”

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Words:; 461
Muse:; Ok
Tagged:; Jakk
Outfit:; Usual
Listening To:; Inside Out by Hillsong
Notes:; Sorry this is short!