Outside, by the lake

[twiststheblade]

Miho is perched on a sun-warmed rock, working with files and cloths and emery powder on a blade. A small knife, this time. Very small. Very sharp. Completely deadly.

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[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

Fiona needs some fresh air, some time away from Arden and yet the bar seems too...confining.

So the short princess is outside, walking towards the lake. She's not a warrior like her brothers, but she is automatically checking the area.

Family politics are interesting, after all.

Catching sight of Miho, she inclines her head in acknowledgement, and then in curiousity at the knife.

[twiststheblade]

Miho looks up, smiles her acknowledgement. It's hard to get away from people here, but if she'd really wanted to, she'd be in her room. Still, talkng keeps her from thinking about what exactly this knife is for.

"Hello."

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

She smiles back.

"Hey. I'm not disturbing you, am I?"

[twiststheblade]

"Not at all."

She slips the file into her pocket, picks up the emery-covered cloth and works on the blade. Doesn't need to look for this.

"We haven't met, have we?"

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

"No, I think I would remember you...I'm Fiona Bariman."

Not strictly true, but...well, it was her grandfather's last name. And she doesn't particularly like Amber at the moment.

[twiststheblade]

"Miho."

She grins. That is her name, just not. . . all of it.

"Nice to meet you."

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

"You too. Been here long? I'm just...I've been coming for no more then a month, so I'm new." A little smile.

[twiststheblade]

"Not that long, for me either. A few months."

She holds the blade edge-on to the light, to see how much more polishing it needs before she switches to a finer grade of powder.

"Where are you from, then?"

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

"Here and there. Orginally from a city called Amber."

[twiststheblade]

Miho can relate to being from all over the place.

"I don't think I've heard of it. Is it on earth, or another reality?"

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

A quick grin.

"Very much another reality, although I can get to Earth if I want to."

[twiststheblade]

"Right," she nods. "I've never visited anywhere other than earth. Or Milliways, which is about as other as it gets, I guess."

She grins.

"I'd like to though. Some time."

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

"My family...we can go to whatever reality that we want. So, must of us of wanderers, really."

[twiststheblade]

"Sounds nice," with a slightly wistful smile. "It must be good to just be able to. . . leave."

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

Fi ducks her head.

"Sometimes it is that simple," she agrees.

[twiststheblade]

With a raised eyebrow, "and other times not?"

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

"Na'am," it's a formal way of saying yes, but it suits.

"Duty to family at the same time as being allowed to wander. It is a tricky thing to balance."

[twiststheblade]

It's also a foreign word, but her tone conveys the meaning just as well.

"I can understand that. Sometimes you just have to leave though." She frowns. Sometimes family is the thing that makes you leave.

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

A nod, and she pushes her heavy, fire-hued braid over her shoulder. It is almost literally the colour of fire, given her sisters' hair. Blue-black, green, and the colour of sunset.

"Yeah. It's something my brother and I fight a lot about, to be honest. Whiiiich is why I'm out here."

[twiststheblade]

She nods, again.

"It's a good place."

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

"I'm coming to that opinion." She walks onto the open area, and glances around.

"Could almost be training field, here."

[twiststheblade]

She nods.

"A few of us use it that way. The ground's pretty level."

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

"Oh? What weapons?"

[twiststheblade]

"Sword, knife, shuriken. Bare-handed. I can use a bow or a gun, but I'm not quite so good with those. Too impersonal."

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I see. I can use a sword, but prefer knives or my axe. And I'm a rather good shot, bow, crossbow, gun. Not longbow, though. It's too big for me."

She can pull one back, easily, but her overall lakc of heights makes it awkward.