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Had she realized that she was unnerving the boy, Kris would have most certainly backed off with a flustered apology. Unfortunately, she had no idea at all, apparently too blinded by the sparkling stars in her eyes to notice. She had always loved to talk the ear off of whoever would listen to her about her dreams of becoming a knight, and apparently she had found a new victim in the poor boy before her. Her grip on his hand tightened slightly when he revealed that he was here for the same reason, and she suddenly yanked him forward a little. From this point on, escape was futile. The girl's expression was one of delight, her mouth pulled into a grin. "That is wonderful! I'm here for the exact same reason--I too wish to serve Prince Marth." How wonderful it was to meet someone who had the same goal as she did! Perhaps they were destined to be the best of friends? Wouldn't that be nice! Her father had expressed some worry about her getting along with the other knights-to-be, but she was certain that he'd be quite pleased to hear that she had met a boy (he wouldn't) on her very first day. "There is no greater honour than being able to serve and protect the kingdom, wouldn't you agree?" She stared up at him with round, expectant eyes, and then suddenly perked up when she realized she had failed to give this stranger her name. Oops. Though her full given name was Krista, she had grown much more accustomed to her nickname. "Ah, by the way--my name is Kris! And you are...?" She was still holding on to his hand. Either she had simply forgotten that fact, or she was intent on never letting it go.
Although the corners of her mouth curved upwards, the faint crease between her brows betrayed the fact that Thalia was not content with Lorne's reply. She bit down on her bottom lip as she contemplated dropping the topic altogether, but decided to pursue it as she tentatively spoke up once more. "I don't think either the princess or Jacob really care about such things? Our group is made up of people of different statuses, after all, and I don't think not being royalty or noble makes you any less deserving of respect. That being said," Her tone suddenly became firm as she propped her hands up on her hips and frowned at him, "Don't call yourself a 'lowlife'. That's an awfully unkind thing to say, don't you think?" She held the frown for a few seconds longer before letting it drop from her face with a sigh. Emitting a short laugh and rolling her eyes at his flourishing bow, she nodded in thanks and stepped into the mess hall before him. A quick look around indicated that it was mostly empty, and that Jerod--who received a wave--was the only familiar face among the few who were still milling about. No doubt that at this hour, most people had already eaten and retired to their beds for the night. Thalia had to stifle a sudden yawn at the thought of sleep and moved forward to fill a plate with some of the evening's offerings. "We'd best eat quickly and then head to bed for the night," She murmured at the man while grabbing a glass of water, "Who knows what awaits us tomorrow." Despite the fact that not a lot had happened today for her, the pegasus knight was feeling surprisingly tired. Maybe all these meet and greets with her new companions was more draining than she thought? Shaking her head, she made her way towards the closest empty table and sat down. Absently eating her food, the girl cocked her head to the side and let out a little hum as she thought to herself. Tiring as the day was, it certainly had been exciting, hadn't it?
........on one hand, I love using BBCodes and much prefer it to other methods of formatting. ...On the other hand, this update came just as I was about to submit a RP post and it just ate everything /SLOWLY...RETYPES...
"Jacob doesn't seem like the type to let things go to his head, but if he _was_--" --She lifted a hand and gestured towards him-- "--then that's why we're here, right? It's part of our job to keep him safe." And she was planning to do exactly that, no matter what it took. She was determined to have both Princess Caroline and Jacob return safely to Ylisse after this whole mess was sorted out. Deciding that Lorne seemed like a pleasant enough person, Thalia had no qualms about speaking to him for longer. "No problem, I'd be happy to show you the way. And, ah...thank you," She seemed embarrassed but happy at the small compliment, ducking her head a little to hide her grin, "Though I wouldn't worry too much about that. I haven't met everyone yet, but those I have met have all seemed like good people!" A little colorful, maybe, and not the kind of people she was used to being around, but they had all seemed kind. Apparently that was enough for the girl to put her trust in them. As they neared the mess hall, she came to a halt right in front of the door and turned to face him. "I know that that...dinner disaster may have given you the wrong impression, but I promise you that neither the princess or Jacob are bad people. I'm sure if you were to talk to them again tomorrow..." Wringing her hands, she trailed off. She supposed it wouldn't be practical to assume that everyone would get along in the first place, but if they were going to be stuck together for some time, she would have liked everyone to be on friendly terms.
> Around the time of Hurricane Isabel, I saw a huge ass tree go down when Isabel was moving through my hometown. Wasn't at her full strength, but still, driving wind and rain can do some real damage. Gods, that's terrifying. @__@ Nature can indeed be one hell of a destructive force @ VK. u__u
Rylan looked up from his work when Andres entered, his brows disappearing behind his messy bangs as they shot up. Wow, really? They were free to go? He felt a little bad for the aforementioned squires, but they probably had more experience with this inventory stuff than he did anyways. He was sure that a couple of them would be able to plow through this kind of work in no time, which left him less guilty than he otherwise would have felt. "Well, okay," He grunted as he rose to his feet, patting himself off, "If you're sure." A nice, warm bed sounded pretty good right about now, but he wasn't so keen on eating right before sleeping. Maybe he'd just grab some bread? He wasn't particularly picky about what he ate anyways. Moving towards the exit, he paused to pat the knight on the arm. "You get going soon too. And by the way--that's Rylan, not _Sir_ Rylan." Somehow feeling as if his insistence about dropping the title would not stick, the man left the room. He swung by the mess hall only to grab a sizable chunk of bread, slowly chewing away at it as he head off to the room he'd be residing in for the night. --- Thalia let out something that might have been a short laugh at his words, but the light in her eyes gave way to thoughtfulness when he answered her question. "Fair enough, I suppose," She said slowly, carefully considering her reply, "But I don't think it's a bad thing that he's been given the title of 'Champion of Naga'. I can understand not believing in whole 'chosen one' thing, but I'm sure he brings some hope to those who _do_ believe in it. Besides," She slowed her pace slightly, as it was starting to get tiring looking at him from over her shoulder, "So long as we're able to produce the desired results and help the people, that's all that matters!" If her idealism had not been showing through before, it certainly was rather blinding now. No doubt that this journey would not be as easy as Thalia would have liked, but she seemed more focused on her duties and the end product than the actual process of getting there right now. And speaking of her duties... "Yes, I am a Ylissean pegasus knight. I--...oh." She cut herself off when they finally arrived at the barracks, noting that the room was filled with squires rather than her traveling companions. With a slow, puzzled blink, she turned to look at Lorne. "...Apparently inventory duty was passed on. Um...to the mess hall, then?" She decided that she might as well grab a bite to eat before retiring for the night as well. She'd have to apologize to the princess tomorrow.
...Geez, that must be some pretty harsh rain @ tree o__o!!
> Can't seem to win, can ye? Luck doesn't seem to be on my side today, no. :'D At least I'm warm now though! > Poor Rosa. > > May be you should tell them to pls move to a different location while you dress yourself or something? The repairman has already left, but yeah. u__u Next time I should either change before he gets here, or...duck into a room that is actually warm.
...The repairman came to take a look at our roof. I thought he'd be here for like 10 minutes + I was only my robe so I ducked away in the (freezing) living room while he was here. ...B| Ended up taking 2 hours because he and my dad were super chatty. Nice enough guy but gods I am freezing right now. Also my ceiling is still leaking.
Tag! And don't worry about it! I'm trying to get a hold of Female!Kris' personality too. :'DD
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