[ The peppers are 70% because she thought he might like to try them, 30% to distract him from initial nerves. Successful, it seems. ]
[ Likewise, she'll avoid commenting that he looks nice. Yet. Though she does lightly rest her hand on his arm as she enters and steps out of her shoes. ]
I pinned the location on my phone, so you can find the patch if you like them. There were some other varieties, when I asked which one is hottest they just stared with disbelief so I had to taste them. But my taste buds are fairly nonspecific for everything but blood. [ Yep she sure did just eat several whole peppers that make Carolina Reapers look like a vanilla milkshake. How's that for a turn-on? ]
[Food is very important and getting anything spicy enough for his tastes is always a worthy endeavor. It almost distracts him from her touch, but the sparking euphoria is very persistent in being noticed.]
[Especially since he really needs to touch people more often than he does, whoops.]
[He shivers, but he waits until her feet are back on the ground and he moves to close the door.] The crimson slipper are yours. [Since. He might be inviting her here more. It only seemed practical.]
[Though he scoffs at the commentary about getting the peppers and chuckles.] You'd think those in charge of such places would have taste buds better than a simple peasant. But it can be quite fun to see the dawning horror on their faces. The supplier I had when we ran the food stand went white when I insisted the numbers and varieties were correct and then ate three of their hottest peppers to make sure they understood.
[It really kind of is. Its NICE when people can keep up with the spice levels.] Nonspecific? [He'll lead the way in towards the kitchen again.]
[There's a tablecloth and place settings and far nicer dishware this time. And even a soft playing of smooth jazz.]
[ All his efforts are ridiculously sweet. The setup, the slippers, the fact that they match her eyes. It's a nice idea to think she'd be here often enough to warrant it. On they go and the follows him into the kitchen. ] There was quite a bit of dawning horror. Go see them sometime, you'll have a great time turning their hair white.
Mm. I can taste a good deal, but for example the difference between a 95 and a 100 in terms of spice levels I might not catch. But in blood, I can taste a good deal more. It tastes different to a person, I can tell their general health, even approximately what they're feeling based on their hormone levels.
Human blood tastes like watered down drivel next to immortal blood, of course.
[The laugh he does is downright devious.] It has been a while since I menaced anyone properly. [There are many avenues to release the chaos gremlin and sometimes its just flexing on people to their horror.]
[He hums, pulling out her chair for her.] That would make sense. It does make me curious if an immortality granting monk would taste better or worse....though the Dragon Girl probably wouldn't appreciate me harassing the scholar. Though I could probably steal blood with them none the wiser...
[ His laugh makes her smile. ] I'll give the storefront address to you along with the location of the patch. Although maybe I should keep it to myself so you have to bring me, it sounds fun to watch. [ Fully supportive of the chaos gremlin energy here! ]
[ See this pulling out the chair thing is what she meant by charming, but like... also the gremlin stuff. She takes a seat with her ridiculous grace. ] Thank you.
I've never met such a monk let alone drank their blood, but sometimes things surprise me. There are humans that have different abilities which effect their blood, and I can't always predict based on past experiences.
[That gives him pause because...well, he knows how he gets. He knew Saya was someone to impress, and the closest he's gotten to how...manic he can get had been during their spar when he let himself get pulled into the fire and thrill of it.]
[But that still wasn't what he was like when he was menacing his lessers.] I...suppose. If you insist. [He tries to not look nervous. It...it was fine? Maybe? Maybe even better, then he'd be ready for when she grew bored of him or however this might end up.]
[....okay, he's not going down that rabbit hole, frowning at the back of her head, and shaking his head, moving over to the stove to get the food and brings it over to the table.]
It would be a fun way to test a theory. The scholar looks a lot like the monk who was quite the rage when I was a child. A means to immortality that was a lot easier to locate than most. He would have been eaten countless times over if not for Sun Wukong. [He sets down the plates and takes his own seat.]
I tried to eat him too, at least according to the legends. That was around the time I was losing control of the Samadhi Fire, and with my age, I can't really remember any of the details.
[ His muted reaction is interesting, but she can't say why it happened. Sooner or later he'll get used to the idea that she's really difficult to drive away without specifically telling her to get lost. ]
[ Moving on, then. ] It looks and smells wonderful, not that I'm surprised. [ She sets to it with her impeccable and dainty table manners. ]
Far be it for me to scoff at anyone for not remembering everything. Just for my own edification, are you idly considering hypotheticals or does this mean you encourage me traveling with you when you can manage to breach whatever's blocking you from dimensional travel?
I'm glad my first dish made an impression, as rushed and simple as it had to be. [He didn't even have meat at the time, but it had helped him recover and was good enough for his palette.]
You offered to help with my parents. [Since.]
[He will Never Say No To That.]
[He would do anything for his parents, so things like refusing help for someone's own potential good isn't gonna happen.]
Its not as if I'm going to just throw you back out and say you could never visit again. That would be rude, and only right to show you around more than just the castle.
It did indeed. Although all the impressive ghost-proof fire stunts didn't hurt the impression either. I like a great cook, but strength is another level. [ Having both in one, well. The protectiveness also didn't hurt, even though it also benefited him. ]
I offered and I meant it. I wasn't sure if you'd accepted, still. You said you wouldn't turn it town, then said you weren't sure how to take it. I wasn't going to hold you to either answer you gave while you were exhausted.
I'd like to see your home world once your parents are safe and well, whatever parts of it you'd care to show me. See if I'd be as prized in your society as you said.
Oh. Well, strength does not necessarily correlate to food. Though there are a number of extremely very powerful people with a large passion for food, now that I'm thinking about it.
[He blushes at that, feeling a bit called out.] That-I didn't mean unable to take it as unable to take the help. I'll take the help. I would do anything for Mother and Father. The taking it was...more the why, I suppose. [In truth, he's never been OFFERED help for helping his parents, not really. Just an acknowledgement that their goals aligned so they worked together. No one helped him help his parents JUST to help.]
The invitations have started to arrive again. News of father's return has spread and my aiding with the Lady Bone Demon has greatly decreased any desire to ignore our existence while we were still rebuilding. I'm sure there is some party where the host wouldn't be an utter boar.
Perhaps it's nothing more than expending a lot of energy requires a lot of replenishment. [ Certainly that's true of her. The more energy she uses, the more she tends to need. ]
As for the why of it, it's not complicated. It's not even about you being willing to help with my hibernation, although of course I appreciate that. Freeing them is important to you. How could I not offer? Getting to hopefully spend time with you afterwards is a bonus.
[ She hums and shoots him an amused look ] Parties are well and good, some of them, for a while, but I don't get the feeling it's quite your choice of activity. What is it you like to do? I can show off anywhere.
That is a good point. And it is a tragedy to eat something that just tastes terrible, especially when its not necessarily require.
There are a lot of reasons to not offer? Its dangerous, its a lot of effort, it'll take time for me to make the dimensional gate to Kantera's world or wherever you two planned to go. I should actually probably start the ground work for that now...
[There are a lot of reasons to not go out of your way for someone.]
[That gets him to start and then he starts to blush.] Well....not as such, no. Mother and I have found I can only keep my temper in check so long. Perhaps now they will be more bearable, with the other stressful factors no longer involved, but I suspect it has colored my taste.
But what I like to do- [That]
[Gets a long pause.]
[Its not like he doesn't KNOW what he likes to do.]
[Its just none of them are really show off places? Not really.]
[ None of the reasons not to go out of her way for someone are ones she especially cares about. ] If I strike you as someone who minds danger or effort, I'm clearly giving off the wrong impression. As far as it taking time... when you live forever, what does that matter? I'm not the type to ride off to a happy retirement while I could help with something important.
[ His outrageously long pause makes her smile yet again. ]
I don't always need to be doing something active. Especially if you succeed in changing my hibernation cycle I'll have a much more stable energy level. So... what is it you like to do? No trying to guess what I want to hear.
No, nothing like that, but it is a lot of effort for someone else?
I know, part of it is gratitude for your hibernation cycle, but I'm also not really risking anything myself? The worst case scenarios are it fails. [And...she loses her memories of him which is-]
[Something.]
[There is a stressed look as he thinks that before shakes his head.] It fails and literally none of the back up plans work, which I really don't think is likely.
Or you go berserk. In which case, I'm in danger of pain, but not death. Dealing with Azure Lion and his cohorts, however? There is risk of that. There is risk of being trapped in your own worst memories, or trapped at least in someone's memories, I don't know how the Scroll of Memories will work for someone not of our world, but the potential is there.
In any case, its just....a lot.
[More than he expects for him.]
[He takes a few bites of his food.]
Tinker.
Building machines. Cars are my favorite, but its just...
There is something about being able to make something, without magic, that can do powerful and amazing things that is...is so immensely satisfying. All it takes is two hands and enough brain power and bits of metal and plastic can become something that literally wouldn't have been able to exist a century ago.
[ She can see him feeling some sort of way about the possibility of her hibernating, and she doesn't think she needs to point out that he might be risking something, however small. She's seen a similar expression too often to mistake it. ]
The warnings are appreciated, but I've made my offer and I'm not taking it back. If I suffer, or die, then I do. I'd rather do it fighting than wasting away in a fog of amnesia. What good is being strong if I don't use my abilities to help people I like?
And I saw how affected you are by it. I couldn't just do nothing, not if there's the slightest chance my presence might help.
[ Her smile turns from amused to genuine when he starts talking about what he actually likes. She never tires of watching people talk about and do something that, excuse the expression, lights a fire under them. ]
That's more what I expected. I like watching people do what they love, even if I don't have the same knowledge and can't really be of any help. I'd rather see what you've built or are working on than go to some stuffy party.
[His hair is smoldering, a lot burn, not an explosive reaction to something that's caught him by surprise, but instead just...trying to take that in as so much in his mind rebels against it. He has to earn his place, he has to perform, he has to be good enough, and all he's managed for Saya so far are promises and some direction, but no results as of yet.]
[But here she's offering to fight for him because its important to him and she's decided she liked him.]
[But why why why, he was a disappointment and a failure, only really succeeding at anything after centuries of work or he's so desperate he will go along with half baked plans with crazy heroes.]
[He....]
[He may have stared for a very long time at his food, trying to just wrap around such a foreign concept.]
I....okay. [It may not be a full acceptance as much. He doesn't know if he wants to fight it, or try to push to understand it.]
[He clears his through, rubbing the side of his neck.]
I'm certainly more animated. Parties are only polite and haughty royal until I try to set someone on fire and get told to go home.
[ She decides to leave the conversation about why she'd offer her help where it sits, for now. It's not the sort of thing that can be proved in words, only in time. He's not refusing her, so she sees no need to try. He'll come to see that she's genuine in wanting to help, genuine in feeling a connection to him, and if he doesn't, that's also fine. ]
Oh, well. If you're going to light some obnoxious one on fire then I've changed my mind on the issue entirely. And I do look devastating in the right ballgown.
[Socialization is truly a process. This is why you don't spend four hundred years with near everything you do focused on a singular project of freeing your father. Gotta make some me time to go hang out at the local park or something.]
We do have to make nice less. Maybe Mother will let me do as I please since we won't need anything and I'm known to be connected to the defeat of LBD. It could lead to enough reputation to get away with such things now.
And I do miss opportunities to wear ballgowns, its been almost fifty years now.
That might depend on why your mother is sending you to the parties. [ Politics, while not Saya's favorite thing, are something she's very familiar with. Alas. ]
Hmm. [ She gives him a Look like she's imagining that and very much approves. ] Maybe you'll get the chance while you're here. I bet any such occasion here would be a bit easier to tolerate since there's fewer expectations.
True, but Mother is very good at making her expectations...clear. I'll know what lines I'm allowed to cross.
[He rubs his chin.] That is true. I could just be blunt and leave it in their hands if they really wish to mess with me.
I, meanwhile, get an excuse to look absolutely gorgeous. Its always so hard to be sure when I can get away with a skirt day to day unless its a look that combines it with shorts or thick leggings.
I do wonder what your parents will think, once they're free, of the fact that you've brought home a strange woman from another world. [ She's pretty good at being Impressive, especially when her darker side is encouraged and accepted, but even so. It sounds like his parents have expectations for him. ]
[ Saya puts an elbow on the table so she can rest her chin on the back of her wrist and give him an appraising glance. ] You look gorgeous now. But I'd certainly like to see the skirt, or gown, or whatever suits the occasion. [ The occasion being either gender expression or an event or what have you. ]
Probably relieved considering the last guests was the Noodle Boy, Dragon Girl, and....the blue thing, I can't recall his name, a friend of theirs, after I found them half dead in the desert. We were in a tentative truce so they were unhappy, but tolerating....
Until they stole the piece of the Samadhi Fire Father was safe guarding.
And then drove a hole through the outer wall. We saved the day with the fire, but I'm not so sure they'll allow a repeat visit.
A perfectly respectable and powerful royal would likely be a welcomed event at this point. Power alone goes a long way with earning my parents' respect, before factoring in the rest. Mother might even be delighted.
[Now that Father is home, she might actually consider having Red Son be courted. With the challenge being who he hasn't offended that would be worth the Demon Bull Family. Hum. He'll need to make sure Mother knows Saya is married if she seems oddly happy, that usually means Mother sees an opportunity.]
[He blushes at that, couch's, but then sits up a little straighter.] Well, of course. I've always been rather attractive. I can make most things look good. [At least that he's confident in without intrusive thoughts.]
I'll put my best foot forward when I meet them, then. And if it might make your mother happy, of course I'd be flattered.
[ Saya would not at all mind being thought of as a potential partner for Red Son, but there are logistical concerns. It's not even being married already, that's not a problem for her unless it would be for anyone else (she meant it when she said not monogamous, she doesn't limit that to physical relationships only, she's specifically wired to love more than one person)(besides, who can say whether Kantera will stick around, that is very much an open question, and even if he does she's not entirely sure she can get past that he considered abandoning her). It's not being able to live on his world full time (probably, that depends on much), and not being able to bear children without a Chevalier that she'd think would more be the trouble. Great houses tend to value that sort of thing. ]
[ Saya's smile shifts when he speaks with confidence about himself, that is delightful to see. And he's right, of course. ] I can't argue with you there.
And you've set things up quite nicely tonight, so attractive in more ways than one. [ Paying attention to little things is sexy as hell ]
As one should be. She is not an easy woman to impress. [Or make happy. Though it has been easier these days, he's still just figuring that all out. Its a whole different dynamic with his father around.]
[Though the one advantage of immortality is when it comes to heirs, its less of a concern. It could be centuries before its even a thought to ponder. It had been centuries before his parents had him themselves.]
Ah, well. Yes. [He looks more bashful at that.] I'm aware the offer was a casual thing, but it felt callous to not at least have a nice evening of it. Especially when its a new experience. First impressions and all can apply to experiences, so its best to treat them like they're something special.
[ She watches him over her chopsticks for a long moment, then she chews, swallows, dabs her mouth with a napkin. ]
I did say it pretty casually, didn't I. [ That's not a question, she knows she did. It was. Most of her partners are casual, after all. And then they set fire to a haunted house and he saved them both from emotional torture and she carried him back here and he made her food despite being exhausted and she let him bite her and she was watching her phone for days, waiting. ]
But this sure as hell isn't a casual dress. And I didn't race out nearly to the lava fields to grab those peppers on a whim. And I don't offer to go to everyone's world and help them with their troubles.
If you want casual, if that's what you're comfortable with, then okay. If that's all you think I could ever want, I know that's not true. But I also think that it's nothing that should be hashed out now... I just didn't want you believing I had my mind made up.
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[ Likewise, she'll avoid commenting that he looks nice. Yet. Though she does lightly rest her hand on his arm as she enters and steps out of her shoes. ]
I pinned the location on my phone, so you can find the patch if you like them. There were some other varieties, when I asked which one is hottest they just stared with disbelief so I had to taste them. But my taste buds are fairly nonspecific for everything but blood. [ Yep she sure did just eat several whole peppers that make Carolina Reapers look like a vanilla milkshake. How's that for a turn-on? ]
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[Especially since he really needs to touch people more often than he does, whoops.]
[He shivers, but he waits until her feet are back on the ground and he moves to close the door.] The crimson slipper are yours. [Since. He might be inviting her here more. It only seemed practical.]
[Though he scoffs at the commentary about getting the peppers and chuckles.] You'd think those in charge of such places would have taste buds better than a simple peasant. But it can be quite fun to see the dawning horror on their faces. The supplier I had when we ran the food stand went white when I insisted the numbers and varieties were correct and then ate three of their hottest peppers to make sure they understood.
[It really kind of is. Its NICE when people can keep up with the spice levels.] Nonspecific? [He'll lead the way in towards the kitchen again.]
[There's a tablecloth and place settings and far nicer dishware this time. And even a soft playing of smooth jazz.]
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Mm. I can taste a good deal, but for example the difference between a 95 and a 100 in terms of spice levels I might not catch. But in blood, I can taste a good deal more. It tastes different to a person, I can tell their general health, even approximately what they're feeling based on their hormone levels.
Human blood tastes like watered down drivel next to immortal blood, of course.
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[He hums, pulling out her chair for her.] That would make sense. It does make me curious if an immortality granting monk would taste better or worse....though the Dragon Girl probably wouldn't appreciate me harassing the scholar. Though I could probably steal blood with them none the wiser...
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[ See this pulling out the chair thing is what she meant by charming, but like... also the gremlin stuff. She takes a seat with her ridiculous grace. ] Thank you.
I've never met such a monk let alone drank their blood, but sometimes things surprise me. There are humans that have different abilities which effect their blood, and I can't always predict based on past experiences.
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[But that still wasn't what he was like when he was menacing his lessers.] I...suppose. If you insist. [He tries to not look nervous. It...it was fine? Maybe? Maybe even better, then he'd be ready for when she grew bored of him or however this might end up.]
[....okay, he's not going down that rabbit hole, frowning at the back of her head, and shaking his head, moving over to the stove to get the food and brings it over to the table.]
It would be a fun way to test a theory. The scholar looks a lot like the monk who was quite the rage when I was a child. A means to immortality that was a lot easier to locate than most. He would have been eaten countless times over if not for Sun Wukong. [He sets down the plates and takes his own seat.]
I tried to eat him too, at least according to the legends. That was around the time I was losing control of the Samadhi Fire, and with my age, I can't really remember any of the details.
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[ Moving on, then. ] It looks and smells wonderful, not that I'm surprised. [ She sets to it with her impeccable and dainty table manners. ]
Far be it for me to scoff at anyone for not remembering everything. Just for my own edification, are you idly considering hypotheticals or does this mean you encourage me traveling with you when you can manage to breach whatever's blocking you from dimensional travel?
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You offered to help with my parents. [Since.]
[He will Never Say No To That.]
[He would do anything for his parents, so things like refusing help for someone's own potential good isn't gonna happen.]
Its not as if I'm going to just throw you back out and say you could never visit again. That would be rude, and only right to show you around more than just the castle.
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I offered and I meant it. I wasn't sure if you'd accepted, still. You said you wouldn't turn it town, then said you weren't sure how to take it. I wasn't going to hold you to either answer you gave while you were exhausted.
I'd like to see your home world once your parents are safe and well, whatever parts of it you'd care to show me. See if I'd be as prized in your society as you said.
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[He blushes at that, feeling a bit called out.] That-I didn't mean unable to take it as unable to take the help. I'll take the help. I would do anything for Mother and Father. The taking it was...more the why, I suppose. [In truth, he's never been OFFERED help for helping his parents, not really. Just an acknowledgement that their goals aligned so they worked together. No one helped him help his parents JUST to help.]
The invitations have started to arrive again. News of father's return has spread and my aiding with the Lady Bone Demon has greatly decreased any desire to ignore our existence while we were still rebuilding. I'm sure there is some party where the host wouldn't be an utter boar.
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As for the why of it, it's not complicated. It's not even about you being willing to help with my hibernation, although of course I appreciate that. Freeing them is important to you. How could I not offer? Getting to hopefully spend time with you afterwards is a bonus.
[ She hums and shoots him an amused look ] Parties are well and good, some of them, for a while, but I don't get the feeling it's quite your choice of activity. What is it you like to do? I can show off anywhere.
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There are a lot of reasons to not offer? Its dangerous, its a lot of effort, it'll take time for me to make the dimensional gate to Kantera's world or wherever you two planned to go. I should actually probably start the ground work for that now...
[There are a lot of reasons to not go out of your way for someone.]
[That gets him to start and then he starts to blush.] Well....not as such, no. Mother and I have found I can only keep my temper in check so long. Perhaps now they will be more bearable, with the other stressful factors no longer involved, but I suspect it has colored my taste.
But what I like to do- [That]
[Gets a long pause.]
[Its not like he doesn't KNOW what he likes to do.]
[Its just none of them are really show off places? Not really.]
R-racing...?
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[ His outrageously long pause makes her smile yet again. ]
I don't always need to be doing something active. Especially if you succeed in changing my hibernation cycle I'll have a much more stable energy level. So... what is it you like to do? No trying to guess what I want to hear.
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I know, part of it is gratitude for your hibernation cycle, but I'm also not really risking anything myself? The worst case scenarios are it fails. [And...she loses her memories of him which is-]
[Something.]
[There is a stressed look as he thinks that before shakes his head.] It fails and literally none of the back up plans work, which I really don't think is likely.
Or you go berserk. In which case, I'm in danger of pain, but not death. Dealing with Azure Lion and his cohorts, however? There is risk of that. There is risk of being trapped in your own worst memories, or trapped at least in someone's memories, I don't know how the Scroll of Memories will work for someone not of our world, but the potential is there.
In any case, its just....a lot.
[More than he expects for him.]
[He takes a few bites of his food.]
Tinker.
Building machines. Cars are my favorite, but its just...
There is something about being able to make something, without magic, that can do powerful and amazing things that is...is so immensely satisfying. All it takes is two hands and enough brain power and bits of metal and plastic can become something that literally wouldn't have been able to exist a century ago.
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The warnings are appreciated, but I've made my offer and I'm not taking it back. If I suffer, or die, then I do. I'd rather do it fighting than wasting away in a fog of amnesia. What good is being strong if I don't use my abilities to help people I like?
And I saw how affected you are by it. I couldn't just do nothing, not if there's the slightest chance my presence might help.
[ Her smile turns from amused to genuine when he starts talking about what he actually likes. She never tires of watching people talk about and do something that, excuse the expression, lights a fire under them. ]
That's more what I expected. I like watching people do what they love, even if I don't have the same knowledge and can't really be of any help. I'd rather see what you've built or are working on than go to some stuffy party.
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[That is a lot.]
[His hair is smoldering, a lot burn, not an explosive reaction to something that's caught him by surprise, but instead just...trying to take that in as so much in his mind rebels against it. He has to earn his place, he has to perform, he has to be good enough, and all he's managed for Saya so far are promises and some direction, but no results as of yet.]
[But here she's offering to fight for him because its important to him and she's decided she liked him.]
[But why why why, he was a disappointment and a failure, only really succeeding at anything after centuries of work or he's so desperate he will go along with half baked plans with crazy heroes.]
[He....]
[He may have stared for a very long time at his food, trying to just wrap around such a foreign concept.]
I....okay. [It may not be a full acceptance as much. He doesn't know if he wants to fight it, or try to push to understand it.]
[He clears his through, rubbing the side of his neck.]
I'm certainly more animated. Parties are only polite and haughty royal until I try to set someone on fire and get told to go home.
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Oh, well. If you're going to light some obnoxious one on fire then I've changed my mind on the issue entirely. And I do look devastating in the right ballgown.
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We do have to make nice less. Maybe Mother will let me do as I please since we won't need anything and I'm known to be connected to the defeat of LBD. It could lead to enough reputation to get away with such things now.
And I do miss opportunities to wear ballgowns, its been almost fifty years now.
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Hmm. [ She gives him a Look like she's imagining that and very much approves. ] Maybe you'll get the chance while you're here. I bet any such occasion here would be a bit easier to tolerate since there's fewer expectations.
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[He rubs his chin.] That is true. I could just be blunt and leave it in their hands if they really wish to mess with me.
I, meanwhile, get an excuse to look absolutely gorgeous. Its always so hard to be sure when I can get away with a skirt day to day unless its a look that combines it with shorts or thick leggings.
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[ Saya puts an elbow on the table so she can rest her chin on the back of her wrist and give him an appraising glance. ] You look gorgeous now. But I'd certainly like to see the skirt, or gown, or whatever suits the occasion. [ The occasion being either gender expression or an event or what have you. ]
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Until they stole the piece of the Samadhi Fire Father was safe guarding.
And then drove a hole through the outer wall. We saved the day with the fire, but I'm not so sure they'll allow a repeat visit.
A perfectly respectable and powerful royal would likely be a welcomed event at this point. Power alone goes a long way with earning my parents' respect, before factoring in the rest. Mother might even be delighted.
[Now that Father is home, she might actually consider having Red Son be courted. With the challenge being who he hasn't offended that would be worth the Demon Bull Family. Hum. He'll need to make sure Mother knows Saya is married if she seems oddly happy, that usually means Mother sees an opportunity.]
[He blushes at that, couch's, but then sits up a little straighter.] Well, of course. I've always been rather attractive. I can make most things look good. [At least that he's confident in without intrusive thoughts.]
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[ Saya would not at all mind being thought of as a potential partner for Red Son, but there are logistical concerns. It's not even being married already, that's not a problem for her unless it would be for anyone else (she meant it when she said not monogamous, she doesn't limit that to physical relationships only, she's specifically wired to love more than one person)(besides, who can say whether Kantera will stick around, that is very much an open question, and even if he does she's not entirely sure she can get past that he considered abandoning her). It's not being able to live on his world full time (probably, that depends on much), and not being able to bear children without a Chevalier that she'd think would more be the trouble. Great houses tend to value that sort of thing. ]
[ Saya's smile shifts when he speaks with confidence about himself, that is delightful to see. And he's right, of course. ] I can't argue with you there.
And you've set things up quite nicely tonight, so attractive in more ways than one. [ Paying attention to little things is sexy as hell ]
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[Though the one advantage of immortality is when it comes to heirs, its less of a concern. It could be centuries before its even a thought to ponder. It had been centuries before his parents had him themselves.]
Ah, well. Yes. [He looks more bashful at that.] I'm aware the offer was a casual thing, but it felt callous to not at least have a nice evening of it. Especially when its a new experience. First impressions and all can apply to experiences, so its best to treat them like they're something special.
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I did say it pretty casually, didn't I. [ That's not a question, she knows she did. It was. Most of her partners are casual, after all. And then they set fire to a haunted house and he saved them both from emotional torture and she carried him back here and he made her food despite being exhausted and she let him bite her and she was watching her phone for days, waiting. ]
But this sure as hell isn't a casual dress. And I didn't race out nearly to the lava fields to grab those peppers on a whim. And I don't offer to go to everyone's world and help them with their troubles.
If you want casual, if that's what you're comfortable with, then okay. If that's all you think I could ever want, I know that's not true. But I also think that it's nothing that should be hashed out now... I just didn't want you believing I had my mind made up.
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