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deathsmajesty) wrote2022-08-20 05:54 am
"Is everything alright? Prompto seemed quite worried after you left the shelter yesterday."
"Well, this awful din below is making my bath less indulgent than one could wish, but it's for a good cause and so I endure. Are you the reason Prompto knew to get me raspberry and lemon curd cupcakes? They were delicious."
"He turned to me desperate for guidance on the matter, and who am I to refuse help to a friend in need? He seemed quite a bit shaken by your abrupt departure. Should I inform him that his peace offering has been accepted, or would you prefer to let him sweat it out a bit longer?"
"Also, if you find yourself needing to escape for a spell, I might have some suggestions."
"First, I must say, my darling, I adore the way your brain works. However, I feel like letting Prompto sweat a bit is almost cruel to the poor darling, especially since he did nothing wrong. I was simply surprised by something that I'd--" That wasn't a catch in her voice, she was merely momentarily distracted by the noise. Honest. "--I'd thought had been removed from the Multiverse entirely. Do let him know he has excellent taste in cupcakes. I'd let him know myself, but I haven't his number.".
"I'm always interested in ideas, darling. Eventually I might be driven from my home back to my estate on Innistrad if the noise keeps up. They've started arriving with the dawn."
"With the dawn? How truly dreadful. What a horrible ordeal that must have been for you, on top of everything else. Surely, though, there must be somewhere you can escape that isn't quite so far as all that...." The pause that followed was...significant, the amusement in his tone switched out with something trying very hard not to be too somber or serious. "Though in light of such revelations, no doubt the accessibility of distance does have its appeals."
"Your sincere sympathy for my early morning plight is noted and appreciated. I was terribly aggrieved to have been woken up from was a perfectly lovely dream by the sound of what I have been told are chainsaws. You were in the dream, my darling, feeding me strawberries and cream on a blanket in dappled sunlight and who knows what else might have happened had I been allowed to continue sleeping. I'm most dreadfully cross. So, yes, I may have to start looking into alternatives. Especially since planeswalking is tra--truly exhausting. I can planeswalk several times in succession if I must, but it does seem a bit excessive just to avoid some noise."
"Well, we mustn't let the chainsaws win. I can certainly provide at least strawberries, cream, and a very soft blanket, although I must admit, the dappled sunlight might be a bit beyond my control."
"Mmm, that does seem like just the thing to soothe my jangled nerves. And we can let the sunshine do as it will. I believe my reputation suggests I'm supposed to hiss at sunlight and prefer gloomy and overcast days, but I'm hardly going to let something as silly as public perception sway me. Is that offer a hypothetical, darling, or do I now have afternoon plans that get me out of my house for a few hours?"
"You now have afternoon plans that get you out of your house, though if I were you, I'd leave room for more than just a few hours. Give me thirty minutes, and I'll be there to whisk you away from your plight. Do try not to be too dazzled by that dappled light against my shining armor."
"Who says you ever needed armor to dazzle me? Your half hour is granted and your - hmm. I am neither a maiden nor particularly fair. Your dark lady, perhaps? Yes, I quite like the sound of that. Your dark lady shall be waiting for her handsome knight."
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