[OPEN] A Late March Catchall

[thegamesafoot]

Who: Herlock Sholmes ... and you?
Which: Open Log
Where: Around Reverein (The Wild Harvest, The Communal Garden)
What: Sholmes enjoys some intellectual pursuits in public
Warnings: Threads may include spoilers for GAA/GAA2 and will be marked accordingly. Feel free to opt out or simply write an OOC note in the tag.





A. The Curious Tale of the Man with the Jars

XXnd of March(?), Throughout the Day
The Wild Harvest

[ If one happens to visit the Wild Harvest today, they will find one of its tables has been completely overtaken by a single guest and his clutter: a stack of books*, a (normal) journal, a handful of measuring tools, and--depending on what time you find him--half-eaten plates of food, a sweaty glass of ice water, a cup of tea, or a neglected pint of beer. His overcoat, deerstalker, and leather bag are discarded on the seat next to him, leaving the detective to comfortably study in his rolled shirtsleeves.

However, all of that aside, one may find a mismatched collection of jars to be of much greater interest. Judging by the stubborn residue from their labels, the containers previously held pickles, jams, and spices, but peering into them now will reveal various specimens, living or otherwise: insects, plants, colorful stones, mysterious fluids, one or two familiar orange hate feathers and a few four-leaf clovers. ]

[[ * OOC: This is a random mix from the bookstore. Feel free to make up titles or recognize a volume from your character’s canon if you’d like another excuse to make small talk! ]]

B. The Adventure of the Fickle Fiddler

XXst of March(?), Late Afternoon, Trending into Evening
The Communal Garden

[ Alternately, if one happens to be enjoying a late-day stroll by the communal garden, they will catch the sound of a violin. A few bars of a tune play, followed by a pause, some muttering, and a bowed revision. It's a bit difficult to make out the song or the violinist's actual skill given the choppy progress, but if, by chance, one hails from some variant of Earth and has a keen ear for classical music, they may recognize phrases of Paganini.

Venturing deeper into the garden, one will find the source of the music: a man standing by the pond with a violin tucked under his chin. After bowing out a bar, he bends to write (or erase) notes on the makeshift sheet music paper laid out across a bench. A chorus of singing fish poke up from the depths of the pond to helpfully parrot his melodies. ]

C. WILDCARD

[ Hit me up via PM or discord if you have other business or scenarios you'd like to address with Sholmes! ]

Comments

[thegamesafoot]

[ While, it seems, detection should call for more a more skeptical approach, a combination of Sholmes' wild imagination and adaptability have quickly recalibrated his sense of normalcy. Besides—who is he to question whether someone has, in fact, faced strange evils? This woman is sporting purple skin, horns, and a tail with no indication of make-up or costumed trickery. ]

I've seen companions perform similar feats here with fire and ice. However, I suspect they were clever manipulations of dreamotion.

[ He taps his nose with the bow, then raises his brows imploringly. ] May I see a demonstration of your skills? To compare?

[ No sooner has he asked this than he remembers how embarrassed Susato was when she used hers to burn a spider's web. Maybe magic is a private thing? He quickly adds: ] That is, if it's not too much of a bother.

[hearthwarming]

[ Ori, who is usually quite accommodating and happy to show anyone who asks after her magic anyway, decides this might be a good opportunity to solidify her identity as a Just a Harmless Being to Sholmes. So at his request, she nods enthusiastically, the flowers in her hair bobbing in an ecstatic response to her brightening up. ]

It's not a bother at all! I'm more than happy to show you.

[ And so over the remaining course of their time together this afternoon, Ori offer Sholmes a glimpse at her magical abilities. She elects to demonstrate smaller, more modest feats of magic, for now: conjuring vines, or a small mote of flames in her hand. Perhaps the most impressive of these feats would be her summoning a magical familiar, which takes the form of a cat with flowers covering the fur on its back. Hopefully that sates his curiosity and paints her in a better light moving forward! ]

(( ooc: Hi! I'm wrapping the thread here since I'm on hiatus this month. c: Thank for you for the fun thread, I would love to do more with this cr when I'm back next month! ))