Room 516, Thursday

[vrajna_kralis]

The television had been dominated by people arguing about who was going to be the next king or queen of the country pretty much non-stop for days now, so Hyacinthe had retreated to his room to find something else to do. As entertaining as the television was ('twas like a world of plays on command!), he had noticed that a great deal of it could be

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[boneyard_girl]

Ada had gone on a common room hunt after work, scrounging all the floors for sweets or crackers or sodas or something to tide her over until dinner time, when she saw the door to 516 open.

"Which of 'm favorite boys is home?" she asked, sticking her head in with a grin. "'M bored."

Ada, you have a lot of favorite boys. Narrow it down a bit.

[SP love?]

[vrajna_kralis]

"Ahh, and 'tis one of my favorite ladies," Hyacinthe said, grinning over the top of his book at the lovely girl in his doorway. "And to answer your question, 'tis clearly the most handsome and charming of the lot."

...Okay, even he didn't believe that.

[Oh god all the SP-love]

[boneyard_girl]

"Well, you're clearly th' most handsome an' charming person currently in th' room!" she pointed out cheerfully, wandering in. Since, well, he was the only one in the room when she said it, therefore, it was true. "Tho 'm here now, so I might be th' most charming."

Modesty, thy name was not Miller.

[vrajna_kralis]

"Mam'selle, did you just try to convince me that you are more charming than I?" Hyacinthe asked, setting his book down in his lap so he could affect a proper amount of astonishment. "I mean, I cannot argue that fact as 'tis most uncharming to disagree with a lady, even when she is clearly egregiously wrong." He paused a moment and then added, "Though, of course, do you wish to convince me, I'd not be opposed."

[boneyard_girl]

"Don't think you're s'posed t' call me a liar out loud," Ada retorted merrily. "It deducts from your Charming Points. If'n a lady is exageratin' or just plain wrong, you should smile and nod an' laugh on th' inside."

Ada, there aren't any ladies in this room and you damn well know it.

[vrajna_kralis]

"I said that I'd not argue," Hyacinthe said innocently. "Perhaps I did not smile enough?"

[boneyard_girl]

"That's exactly it," Ada said sagely, crossing the room to sit down next to him rather than loiter about the door. "You should always smile more, anyways. 'S too pretty a smile t' hide."

[vrajna_kralis]

Immediately he grinned at her; more at the flattery than at her admonishment. "Your wish is my command, rinkeni." he said, reaching for her hand to bring to his lips. "What else ought I flaunt to make sure 'tis properly appreciated?"

[boneyard_girl]

She laughed as he took her hand, mirth dancing in her eyes. "B'sides your pretty smile an' eyes?" she teased, pretending to think about it.

"That shining wit of yours, p'haps? I ain't heard near enough stories from you lately." And Ada was a voracious collector of stories, even when indulging in outright flattery. "What're you reading, anyway?"

[vrajna_kralis]

Hya brushed the back of her hand with his lips, then turned it around to nip at the inside of her wrist. "The Ecstatica," he said, holding it up for her inspection. From the cover alone, it was hard to tell what the contents were; simply bound in green cloth with the title on the front. "'Tis one of the most important training texts in Terre D'Ange," he said, a slight smile playing about his face. "Cost a fair centime or two for me to get my hands on it, but I have connections."

[boneyard_girl]

Ada's laugh at Hya's flirting was cut off by a sharp inhale at his nip, and she regarded him bemusedly. "I think this is where 'm supposed 't say 'trainin' for what?' but I feel like that's a trap," she replied, though it didn't stop her from scooting closer and leaning her head on his shoulder so she could see better. "But 'm not surprised at your connections."

[vrajna_kralis]

"I should hope not," Hyacinthe said with a low rumble of a laugh. "Connections are what I am known for back home. Getting things done and collecting information. 'Tis why I'm here, in fact. Well, that and because Messire Delaunay trusts me not with Phedre."

[boneyard_girl]

Ada snorted in amusement. "'M pretty sure it takes at least two t' play," she teased. "If'n he don't trust you with Miss Phedre, then he don't trust her none neither."

"What sort of information does he think you're gonna find here, anyway? How very pretty all your friends are?"