first prayer ℘ action

[wingsofvirtue]

[ Having just arrived and found herself in a strange place, Colette's first course of business is to find her friends. She feels ill at ease without Lloyd at her side, and she's worried about Genis and the others. That is why she's standing in the lobby and approaching an occasional passer-by. ]Excuse me. I'm sorry to bother you, but I'm looking

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[freewolfmoon]

[He was just going to get something to eat. Why is someone approaching him? People don't approach him. They give him a safe distance while he's being all broody and spiky. Doesn't this girl know that?

She doesn't seem to. So he looks at the picture.]

I can't imagine why you would have trouble finding him with this rendition.

[Do you know what sarcasm is, Colette? Also, yes. Yes. He's kind of a dick.]

[wingsofvirtue]

[ The COLETTE is naturally impervious to brooding and spikiness. The COLETTE is also unable to detect sarcasm. ]

Do you really think so? I made sure to include exactly the right number of buttons on his jacket just to be safe.

[ Yes. She does in fact know exactly how many buttons are on Lloyd's jacket. ]

[freewolfmoon]

[Pause.]

Why do you know how many buttons are on his jacket? Is this somehow important?

[Maybe it's a technology thing. He's still getting used to that stuff.

Or maybe they're magical buttons, but he's not going to think about that right now, because getting angry over buttons would be ridiculous even for him.]

[wingsofvirtue]

[ Because it's her hobby to watch him. Duh. ]

There could be someone else here who looks just like him, only he has a different number of buttons on his jacket. That's why I thought it was important to have them.

[freewolfmoon]

Unlikely.

You won't find him if he's wearing the SeeD uniform.

[wingsofvirtue]

[ That stumps her for a moment. ]

That's true. The SeeDs are the important people here, right?

[ But only for a moment. ]

But I don't think Lloyd would wear a uniform. He's really proud of the clothes his father made him.

[freewolfmoon]

Unfortunately, yes.

[Ohhh, hear that sullen glower in his voice. He glances away for a moment in a fit of broody pique, as some would say, then back down at Colette.]

I doubt very much the authorities care for his pride. But you may be right. I have not seen the boy, but should I find him, I will tell him you seek him.

[wingsofvirtue]

[ Maybe he's just shy... Yes, that must be it! ]

Thank you! I'm Colette. What's your name?

[freewolfmoon]

[He was, in fact, about to walk away. Now he stops. Did she just introduce herself to him? Why would she do that? He's supposed to melt away into the shadows and brood off into the distance now. Not talk to cheerful girls.]

I--

Fenris.

[wingsofvirtue]

[ You're going to talk to cheerful girls, Fenris.

And you're going to like it!!! ]

It's nice to meet you, Mister Fenris.

[freewolfmoon]

[He wants to dismiss her with a sneer; surely she's just another Merrill, a foolish girl with a head full of naive optimism and bad ideas. Except something is different.

Other than the strange words.]

Mis...ter?

[wingsofvirtue]

[ Colette, of course, is clueless to any of that introspection. ]

Oh, I'm sorry. Do you not like being called that?

[freewolfmoon]

It is--a form of address?

[wingsofvirtue]

[ nods. ] It's for men. "Miss" or "Missus" is for women. Do you not use them where you're from?

[freewolfmoon]

[At last, something to discuss that he doesn't have to brood or rage about.]

No. "Ser" and "serah" are used where I'm from. Though I see no need for either.

[wingsofvirtue]

We say sir, too! [ they have something in common how exciting! ] I won't use it if you don't want me to, Fenris.