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[hakoiri]

[Each day that passes feels like a loss. Alf's mood has been plummeting ever since the series of events which have left him with a growing regret. It's largely his own doing, he's realized, but it's difficult to shake off the feelings. And with the added news of an acquaintance's friend's death, he knows he should at least seek . . . a distraction

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[mmmfilletofsoul]

[Hey, Alf, just who you wanted to see, right?]

[It might be raining, but Cheyenne was never the sort to worry about the weather. The cold rarely has any effect on her, so she usually doesn't have to worry about getting sick. With an umbrella just big enough to cover herself, she's sitting on the edge of a bridge, just like she always does. But she'll wait until she senses Alf about to walk past her before turning to call out to him. Her voice is calm as ever.]

I had not expected to see many villagers walking around in this weather.

[hakoiri]

[If there is a god in Luceti, Alf must have done something, because his luck is simply terrible.

He hears her voice, but has difficulty comprehending the drowned words due to the rain. However, that doesn't stop him from starting -- he knows that voice, the owner being one reason he's decided to come out in the first place. He whips his head in Cheyenne's direction, shoulders tense, though they slack when he sees that she's dry. Safe from being pelted by the water.

Now what does he say?]

. . . and there aren't many, I assure you.

[mmmfilletofsoul]

I would hope not. I imagine most creatures would be risking illness should they choose to wander out in the rain.

[A pause. She's not looking directly at him, but she can still sense him and "see" how he's standing. His arms are down.]

...are you not carrying an umbrella?

[hakoiri]

I've never been ill before.

[He admits this slowly, as though he's only just now considering the fortune in that. He can't recall a time he was ever sick, not even slightly.

At the question, he shakes his head.]

No, I didn't think it would be necessary.

[arcanaxxii]

... You're going to get sick. [She was on her daily stroll when she noticed him crouched by the lake. Slightly tipping over her umbrella so that it covered him as well, looking over rather worriedly.]

[hakoiri]

[He opens his eyes when he notices the lack of raindrops falling on him; craning his head up, he rises and turns to face the girl once he notices the umbrella.]

. . . Oh -- thank you. For your concern and this.

[And he sounds a tad apologetic for it.]

[arcanaxxii]

It's no problem at all. [She smiles softly at first, but furrows her brow not too soon after.] [...] What are you doing out here?

[hakoiri]

[He offers a small smile and gestures to the lake behind him.]

I'm trying to reconnect with Sona, the filial spirit of water. I haven't communicated with her in a while, so I thought I should salvage what little bond remains . . .

[pridefulfists]

[Well he probably was no better as he was coming back from training in this weather. Rain, snow, or sun he was going to train. However, it pinged him why this individual was out. At least without any proper coverings. He just stared for a second. Should be confront him?]

[hakoiri]

[It doesn't take long for Alf to realize that someone's looking at him, even if only for briefly -- or perhaps merely in his direction, but fact was, someone was staring here.

He turns his head slightly in Akihiko's direction. Alf lets a couple of seconds pass by in silence; if this person has business with him, he'd speak up, wouldn't he?

. . . it's probably about the lack of an umbrella or coverings.]

[pridefulfists]

[Well he was caught. He might as well approach anyway Not that it was any of his business really.]

Should you be walking around like that? [He'll be going back to his apartment shortly so he didn't matter as much.]

[hakoiri]

[Ah, yes. He was right. Alf nods and provides a reason similar to that of Akihiko.]

Probably not. But I shouldn't be out for much longer.