The Esteemed Lady's Footwear [OPEN, ACTIVE]

[kissmydamask]

Characters: The Prince, Elika, and YOU

Setting/Location: The roof of Tower Gamma

Date & Time: Day 13, somewhere in the evening

Warnings: N/A

Summary: The Prince and Princess chill on the roof. Invasions, conversational or otherwise, are highly encouraged.

Comments

[guideslight]

"I have shoes here, in any case," she added, motioning to her pair of sensible slippers. "They're fine for now, wouldn't you say?"

[kissmydamask]

"Sure, for now."

Well, okay. They were fine. They were sturdy, and serviceable, and actually looked very nice when Elika was wearing them. But that wasn't the point. He said as much out loud, and pressed onward. "But seriously, Princess, don't you think they're a bit plain? You being royalty and all? They're not exactly what come to mind when you think about what the Queen of the Ahura might have on her feet."

[guideslight]

Elika breathed air through her nose in what may have been an amused noise. "I doubt we'd find anything fit for the Queen of the Ahura around here. Unless you happen to know of anywhere I could get some ruby-encrusted ones." Her eyes detached themselves from his face in order to trail down to her toes. She lifted them a few times, pleating the fabric of the slippers.

[kissmydamask]

"Exactly! Your shoes need to step it up a bit... that, or I'm going to have to replace them. And I don't like our chances of finding rubies at the market." Or any of the local markets, really.

He didn't think much of his chances at survival away from the Caravan, either - he rather fancied that he'd probably get eaten within two nights. One night. An hour... nah, his luck was better than that. Way better. There was no talk of tombs he might have tried at in the first place, anyway.

"At the very least, you need something with bows on. I'm sure we can manage bows."