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[Dec. 22] [Suikoden III] At the Mayor's Manor
Title: At the Mayor's Manor
Day/Theme: Dec. 22, 2009 "it's never all right to push away"
Series: Suikoden III
Character/Pairing: Sasarai, Kiheiji, Azel
Rating: PG
When Sasarai saw the mayor's house, he realized he would've known it even without Kiheiji's directions. It was large and stylish, with a high wall surrounding a backyard that, from the sound of it, housed at least one horse. "After what the governor told me, I can't possibly imagine I'll get anything out of the mayor that isn't a complete mockery of the truth, but you can try whatever you want, Sasarai.," Kiheiji said, folding his arms and waiting in the roughly-outlined area of packed dirt that made up the street as the bishop ambled up to the mayor's house and began nosing around. He peeked into the windows, but the curtains were drawn. Through their sleek whiteness, he could make out the indistinct shapes of furniture, but nothing that showed whether or not there was anyone inside who cared to come to the door and speak with him. Kiheiji was amused at the way he scoped the place out before even knocking. Sasarai really didn't go about tasks in the usual way.
Sasarai smoothed his hair and put on his best, most diplomatic smile before knocking on the mayor's door. He waited. An unusual amount of time passed. His smile faltered slightly, but he regrouped quickly (Kiheiji could see he was a real pro at this forced optimism thing) and after a quick glance at the window- still nothing- he knocked again.
So that was how Burnell was going to play this game, Kiheiji thought. It wasn't out of character for him. He had a tendency to clam up whenever he was faced with a situation he didn't like. Kiheiji didn't care for Burnell much, but it hadn't mattered until now. There wasn't usually much actual governing to do on Viela.
No one had come. Sasarai even put his ear to the door and listened for sounds from within, but his smile faded. Still, he did not appear discouraged. He walked back to Kiheiji with a bemused shrug. "Well, that didn't turn out as well as I hoped. ...So now I have to hope that it was only because they don't want to talk to me and not because they're having some sort of trouble there."
"That enough for you?"
"Hmm, well, you said he has a servant living in there, right? Is there a back way?"
"Yeah, he's got a gate around there." They staked out the area, walking at a respectful distance around to the back of the wall. Just as Kiheiji had said, there was a wooden door, divided into two sections, one above and one below like you might see at a far western saloon.
Kiheiji didn't stay behind when Sasarai approached this gate. After a moment's hesitation, as he chose to direct his knocks to the lower half of the back door. "Excuse me," he punctuated his rapping with a gentle call, "Is there anyone here?"
"His name's Azel," Kiheiji supplied in regards to the household help on the off chance that would prove useful. There was a slight stirring beyond the door, but it might only be an animal. Along with the horse, Mayor Burnell had several chickens and two dogs.
"Azel, are you in?" Sasarai tried. Kiheiji was impressed by how easily he spoke, as though Azel was not a stranger, but an old friend.
"I've got strict orders not to open the door, brother," Azel replied, to Sasarai's great delight.
"That's okay, as long as we can talk," the bishop showed his pleasure at this turn of events with the advent of a new, genuine smile. Kiheiji continued to observe silently, letting Sasarai do the talking. He got the feeling that Azel thought he was speaking to a neighbor whose voice he hadn't quite been able to recognize- it was true that it made no sense to suspect an outsider with the bridge gone. "What's the situation with Mayor Burnell? Is he alright in there? Why won't he answer the door?"
"I guess you didn't hear, brother, but Master Burnell's not budging from this spot until he's half-starved and the whole town's well. He and the lady aren't risking anything. You can do whatever you like, but you're gonna have to do it alone." The rough cadence of Azel's voice suggested he hailed from the southwestern region of tea plantations in and around Koliere. He had placed his hand against the side of the door and through a crack along the hinges, Sasarai could see his fingertips, calloused and brown, like potato peelings. If Azel was a Third Class Citizen, as he suspected, it was none of his business- but the coming on Ghausu Fever to Viela had been none of his business either, hadn't it?
"I wanted to speak with the mayor about how the plague might have turned up in Viela in the first place. He doesn't have to come out here. Do you think you could convince him to speak with me?"
"I think you're asking the wrong man. If I say I was speaking to you, all I'll get is a punishment. He's not going to come out here."
"I see. ...Well, I may come back again, but I guess that's all for now."
"Take care, brother. Stay healthy." The door shifted as he lifted his weight off its surface. Sasarai and Kiheiji also left, going back to the merchant's house.
Day/Theme: Dec. 22, 2009 "it's never all right to push away"
Series: Suikoden III
Character/Pairing: Sasarai, Kiheiji, Azel
Rating: PG
When Sasarai saw the mayor's house, he realized he would've known it even without Kiheiji's directions. It was large and stylish, with a high wall surrounding a backyard that, from the sound of it, housed at least one horse. "After what the governor told me, I can't possibly imagine I'll get anything out of the mayor that isn't a complete mockery of the truth, but you can try whatever you want, Sasarai.," Kiheiji said, folding his arms and waiting in the roughly-outlined area of packed dirt that made up the street as the bishop ambled up to the mayor's house and began nosing around. He peeked into the windows, but the curtains were drawn. Through their sleek whiteness, he could make out the indistinct shapes of furniture, but nothing that showed whether or not there was anyone inside who cared to come to the door and speak with him. Kiheiji was amused at the way he scoped the place out before even knocking. Sasarai really didn't go about tasks in the usual way.
Sasarai smoothed his hair and put on his best, most diplomatic smile before knocking on the mayor's door. He waited. An unusual amount of time passed. His smile faltered slightly, but he regrouped quickly (Kiheiji could see he was a real pro at this forced optimism thing) and after a quick glance at the window- still nothing- he knocked again.
So that was how Burnell was going to play this game, Kiheiji thought. It wasn't out of character for him. He had a tendency to clam up whenever he was faced with a situation he didn't like. Kiheiji didn't care for Burnell much, but it hadn't mattered until now. There wasn't usually much actual governing to do on Viela.
No one had come. Sasarai even put his ear to the door and listened for sounds from within, but his smile faded. Still, he did not appear discouraged. He walked back to Kiheiji with a bemused shrug. "Well, that didn't turn out as well as I hoped. ...So now I have to hope that it was only because they don't want to talk to me and not because they're having some sort of trouble there."
"That enough for you?"
"Hmm, well, you said he has a servant living in there, right? Is there a back way?"
"Yeah, he's got a gate around there." They staked out the area, walking at a respectful distance around to the back of the wall. Just as Kiheiji had said, there was a wooden door, divided into two sections, one above and one below like you might see at a far western saloon.
Kiheiji didn't stay behind when Sasarai approached this gate. After a moment's hesitation, as he chose to direct his knocks to the lower half of the back door. "Excuse me," he punctuated his rapping with a gentle call, "Is there anyone here?"
"His name's Azel," Kiheiji supplied in regards to the household help on the off chance that would prove useful. There was a slight stirring beyond the door, but it might only be an animal. Along with the horse, Mayor Burnell had several chickens and two dogs.
"Azel, are you in?" Sasarai tried. Kiheiji was impressed by how easily he spoke, as though Azel was not a stranger, but an old friend.
"I've got strict orders not to open the door, brother," Azel replied, to Sasarai's great delight.
"That's okay, as long as we can talk," the bishop showed his pleasure at this turn of events with the advent of a new, genuine smile. Kiheiji continued to observe silently, letting Sasarai do the talking. He got the feeling that Azel thought he was speaking to a neighbor whose voice he hadn't quite been able to recognize- it was true that it made no sense to suspect an outsider with the bridge gone. "What's the situation with Mayor Burnell? Is he alright in there? Why won't he answer the door?"
"I guess you didn't hear, brother, but Master Burnell's not budging from this spot until he's half-starved and the whole town's well. He and the lady aren't risking anything. You can do whatever you like, but you're gonna have to do it alone." The rough cadence of Azel's voice suggested he hailed from the southwestern region of tea plantations in and around Koliere. He had placed his hand against the side of the door and through a crack along the hinges, Sasarai could see his fingertips, calloused and brown, like potato peelings. If Azel was a Third Class Citizen, as he suspected, it was none of his business- but the coming on Ghausu Fever to Viela had been none of his business either, hadn't it?
"I wanted to speak with the mayor about how the plague might have turned up in Viela in the first place. He doesn't have to come out here. Do you think you could convince him to speak with me?"
"I think you're asking the wrong man. If I say I was speaking to you, all I'll get is a punishment. He's not going to come out here."
"I see. ...Well, I may come back again, but I guess that's all for now."
"Take care, brother. Stay healthy." The door shifted as he lifted his weight off its surface. Sasarai and Kiheiji also left, going back to the merchant's house.