Hey, everyone! I'm out of the elevator now. How long was I in there? (Was it less than a month?)
Is everyone okay?
And what's going on now? It doesn't look like I got back in the middle of a monster invasion, at least. Just a colorful sheep invasion... Are the [twirly line] fake copies of people still around? I sure hope not. They were (or are)
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Got something for you, when you have the time to come by.
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Whew, I'm really glad it wasn't longer. Should I head over tonight?
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Tonight is fine, if you've no one to say to hello to more urgently.
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Okay! I'll drop by then.
[ooc: ql/handwave/bananas?]
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[Quicklog is good?]
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She's curious about what Hawk has for her, but she's more glad at the excuse to go visit him. It was lonely in that castle, and while spending time with Lix went a long way towards dispelling her heebie-jeebies from it, she still would like more than journals to be assured that her friends still exist.]
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Krile. [She looks none the worse for wear, but still he wants to shoo her in from the cold and seat her in the warmest place by the hearth. He settles for smiling, rather more gently than is his wont.] It's good to see you. Tea? Afraid we don't keep that coffee stuff in the house, though I gather it's popular.
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Tea sounds nice! I don't really like coffee anyway.
Oh--[There's a nudge at the small of her back as one of the rainbow sheep peers around, baa-ing amiably at Hawk.] Should I keep these fellows outside? They're sweet, but it might be a bit crowded.
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Ah, them. There's already a few of them grazing behind the house. Just tell them to go keep their fellows company, and they can pick you up when you leave, eh?
[He closes the door quite securely. The sheep are harmless, but he'd still rather keep them out of doors. He points Krile to a sitting cushion laid on the rushes that cover the floor around the hearth, and goes to see to the tea.]
So, where did you wander to this time? I hear it's familiar places, but this place gives nothing to you it doesn't snatch half back of with the other hand.
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[She watches the sheep trot off until Hawk closes the door. Pulling off her slip-on shoes--she left her boots in Castle Bal--she heads over to the cushion that Hawk indicates and takes a seat.]
It was a castle--Castle Bal, I think, from the one book I was able to read. My home. [She watches him as he gets the tea ready, then looks at the fire.] It was good to see it again, except--it was empty. Not a soul there.
[She isn't going to come out and say that it creeped her out--even scared her--but her tone is clear enough.]
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You lived in a castle? Is it amiss to wonder just who you were, then? Fifteen winters and such skills at arms as yours mean you were trained from an early age, I'm guessing.
[Finding what he's looking for, he comes back to the hearth and puts a carved wooden figurine, small enough to fit in his palm, down beside her.]
I got it on good authority you ought to get your friends gifts when it's their cocoonday. So... I don't know how it is where you're from, but it seems to me the dragon stands for good things. Prosperity and long life. Apt for a birthday, perhaps.
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--And then the overwhelming thought is: to hell with it. It isn't as though she's ashamed of being a princess, and lying to her friends because she's afraid isn't acceptable.]
Well--I was a princess. So it's my job to make sure that people are safe.
[She's distracted from the actual reason she's good at fighting--which is still something she's reluctant to say--by the dragon figurine. Krile picks it up and looks at it from all angles, a smile spreading over her face.]
Oh, it's so lovely! Thank you--did you carve it yourself? [She turns it over in her hands.] And if a dragon wants to stand for prosperity and long life, I'm not going to argue with him about it.
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[It rings strange to his ears to joke about what has recently been such a thorny subject; his own dual nature that he still doesn't quite grasp entirely. It does seem to make the question more manageable, though, and Krile is at least easy company to jest in.
He sits down, his expression turning more thoughtful.]
A princess. Defending your people does sound like a task for one, whether you do it with weapons or words.
[He means that, more than the words themselves say. Something about that is acutely familiar.] Did I ever mention you remind me of someone? A whole lot, in fact.
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[She adds that a little awkwardly, but still with a smile. It's a little difficult to remember that Hawk can transform into a dragon while he's sitting in his house drinking tea.]
That's what I think a princess should do, too. Someone has to keep the monsters from getting into the castle. [Though after being here, she wonders how well she'll be able to keep her people safe from human monsters.] Though some people seem to have strange ideas about them.
[She looks up at him curiously.] I do? How do you mean?
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Wish I knew who it is. But I've got to think I used to know someone a lot like you--someone brave and bright who thought it was her job to keep everyone safe.
[He chuckles, a little self-conscious. The description sounds clumsier now that he's voiced it.]
Strange ideas about monsters? Sounds like your world had its fair share of them. Monsters, I mean, not ideas as such.
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Really? I hope she did a good job. Do you remember anything clear about her or... just that?
[It surprises--and pleases--her a little that someone brave would remind Hawk of her. She hasn't felt too courageous lately, particularly in Castle Bal. And she's a little puzzled by the second thing he says until she gets it.]
Oh! No, I meant people have strange ideas about princesses. But I don't think every world has monsters like mine either.
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