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@Teyao it was a good post! Sorry you're dealing with a bad situation, I hope things get better for you soon.
Romance always makes for such good writing.
Indeed! Even if, per my most recent post, I can't write it worth a damn lol.
“And again, I'm really sorry about Xavier.”
Adam didn't have any preconceived notions regarding Vaella, hardly knowing her at all, but he didn't expect her to be so apologetic regarding her gnome coworker. It made sense on some level though; she had to know what he was like from being on the same team, right?
“Please don’t beat yourself up over it. It's not like you’re the one insulting my friends.”
He also did not expect to be talking with her outside the Drum at length like this. It was pleasant conversation, unlike his interactions with the mustached man. She seemed oddly touchy-feely, but this was probably nothing unusual. What did he know about elven culture?
“Really, I think he's jealous,” the elf replied, “the fact that you're this strong magical prodigy really bothers him.”
This was not the first time she complimented the red-eyed man along these or other lines either. It felt so conceited to acknowledge these things even once, let alone go on about himself like Vaella seemed to do. Maybe she was just hopeful about his impact on the upcoming battle? Adam shrugged, not really sure how to respond without seeming arrogant.
She took that as a prompt to go on. “Still, I feel bad. You know…” suddenly, a smile appeared on the elf’s face, as if she had thought of something at that instant, “maybe I could make it up to you by buying you dinner tonight?”
And suddenly, like being hit by a freight train, it all made sense. The Druid was not expecting to be asked out and he was visibly surprised, with his face even going beet-red as well. Even so, it wasn't like he didn't know what his answer would be.
“Thank you for the offer. You are a nice person, but there's someone else, sorry. Please excuse me, I have to get to work.” After this response, Adam began walking towards Golden Tree Park. He felt bad for Vaella, but knew that he still wanted to talk to someone important to him and ask them something. The fisherman would not neglect his duty to the city for his personal needs though.
After all, there would be more time before the siege, right?
Adam didn't have any preconceived notions regarding Vaella, hardly knowing her at all, but he didn't expect her to be so apologetic regarding her gnome coworker. It made sense on some level though; she had to know what he was like from being on the same team, right?
“Please don’t beat yourself up over it. It's not like you’re the one insulting my friends.”
He also did not expect to be talking with her outside the Drum at length like this. It was pleasant conversation, unlike his interactions with the mustached man. She seemed oddly touchy-feely, but this was probably nothing unusual. What did he know about elven culture?
“Really, I think he's jealous,” the elf replied, “the fact that you're this strong magical prodigy really bothers him.”
This was not the first time she complimented the red-eyed man along these or other lines either. It felt so conceited to acknowledge these things even once, let alone go on about himself like Vaella seemed to do. Maybe she was just hopeful about his impact on the upcoming battle? Adam shrugged, not really sure how to respond without seeming arrogant.
She took that as a prompt to go on. “Still, I feel bad. You know…” suddenly, a smile appeared on the elf’s face, as if she had thought of something at that instant, “maybe I could make it up to you by buying you dinner tonight?”
And suddenly, like being hit by a freight train, it all made sense. The Druid was not expecting to be asked out and he was visibly surprised, with his face even going beet-red as well. Even so, it wasn't like he didn't know what his answer would be.
“Thank you for the offer. You are a nice person, but there's someone else, sorry. Please excuse me, I have to get to work.” After this response, Adam began walking towards Golden Tree Park. He felt bad for Vaella, but knew that he still wanted to talk to someone important to him and ask them something. The fisherman would not neglect his duty to the city for his personal needs though.
After all, there would be more time before the siege, right?
“It's a calamity, a horrible thing!”
This was not the first time this sentiment had been expressed during the walk of two adventurers to their destination. Considering the loud tone, one might think the speaker was talking about the current siege of Valheim and the danger Saladin's forces represented to its citizens. Or maybe even just a description of the war in general. However, it was not; instead, it was a certain gnome complaining about a different group entirely.
“Everywhere I go, it's Second Rate this, and Zeros of the Sky that. What did they do to deserve all that praise?”
Xavier Johnson's question went unanswered by his unfortunate walking cohort. Vaella knew from bitter experience that it was rhetorical and that he would answer it in due time.
“Nothing, that's what!”
Due time = not even a second, in this case.
“First red-eyes harasses me, then when I called out the disgrace of Hades and his slack-jawed sidekick for their evil ways, the thug almost attacked me!”
The elf offered a rare smile at this, knowing that this was not what actually happened. The oblivious gnome continued.
“Oh, and now supposedly their Ranger is some athletic expert now, according to the Thieve's Guild. Like a group of grade school dropouts is credible? Please. MacKensie Trydant? More like MacKensie Try harder next time.”
And with that, the elf was grateful that Xavier did not handle the Silver Arrow's diplomacy needs. Annoying that group was one way to end up in a shallow grave, never knowing how it happened. Oh, hopefully no one from there heard that, she thought.
“And don't get me started on their so-called leader.”
Oh, how Vaella wished the speaker would not get started on anything, ever.
“They say that lames is some kind of tactical genius. Well if he's such a genius, why doesn't he ever-”
The mustached man paused for a moment, seeing Adam Phillips as the gnome and elf approached the Mended Drum. “See? They never leave me alone!” Following this angry outburst, Xavier started walking more quickly away from that establishment, apparently forgetting it was their destination in the first place.
“What’s his problem?” The fisherman asked Vaella, clearly confused by the exclamation.
“I wish I knew,” she responded with a heavy sigh.
This was not the first time this sentiment had been expressed during the walk of two adventurers to their destination. Considering the loud tone, one might think the speaker was talking about the current siege of Valheim and the danger Saladin's forces represented to its citizens. Or maybe even just a description of the war in general. However, it was not; instead, it was a certain gnome complaining about a different group entirely.
“Everywhere I go, it's Second Rate this, and Zeros of the Sky that. What did they do to deserve all that praise?”
Xavier Johnson's question went unanswered by his unfortunate walking cohort. Vaella knew from bitter experience that it was rhetorical and that he would answer it in due time.
“Nothing, that's what!”
Due time = not even a second, in this case.
“First red-eyes harasses me, then when I called out the disgrace of Hades and his slack-jawed sidekick for their evil ways, the thug almost attacked me!”
The elf offered a rare smile at this, knowing that this was not what actually happened. The oblivious gnome continued.
“Oh, and now supposedly their Ranger is some athletic expert now, according to the Thieve's Guild. Like a group of grade school dropouts is credible? Please. MacKensie Trydant? More like MacKensie Try harder next time.”
And with that, the elf was grateful that Xavier did not handle the Silver Arrow's diplomacy needs. Annoying that group was one way to end up in a shallow grave, never knowing how it happened. Oh, hopefully no one from there heard that, she thought.
“And don't get me started on their so-called leader.”
Oh, how Vaella wished the speaker would not get started on anything, ever.
“They say that lames is some kind of tactical genius. Well if he's such a genius, why doesn't he ever-”
The mustached man paused for a moment, seeing Adam Phillips as the gnome and elf approached the Mended Drum. “See? They never leave me alone!” Following this angry outburst, Xavier started walking more quickly away from that establishment, apparently forgetting it was their destination in the first place.
“What’s his problem?” The fisherman asked Vaella, clearly confused by the exclamation.
“I wish I knew,” she responded with a heavy sigh.
@AvaP good luck with your test! Having spent too much time in college, I can relate to your situation.
James’ reaction to being praised was comforting. Now Adam knew his friend was at least aware that he had the support of his team, and that was the point of it all. It was a nice time in general, really - everyone together, enjoying a nice meal. No battles, just pleasant conversation.
Upon hearing Zell's compliment to him, Adam humbly waved it off. “It was nothing, anyone else would have done the same.” The Fighter's suggestion of a feast, however, elicited more of a response from the caster. “That sounds like a great idea. They're lovely people, all of them. Isabelle is precious and adorable, Tyrion is like a little Barracker junior - in the best sense, of course - and Eren will make a great Druid someday. I'm sure they would all be happy to meet everyone. You too, Alison.” The red-eyed man even was considering visiting before Second Chance descended upon the orphans.
Speaking of the Rogue, Adam would have wanted to help her register for the Guild…if he didn't remember his conversation with Lucy yesterday. James had the political understanding to make this emergency Guild registration thing happen; he did not. Therefore, he deferred to their team leader in this regard.
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Upon saying his goodbyes and exiting the Mended Drum, Adam thought he would return to Golden Tree Park right away to resume his work. However, this would end up not being the case. Instead, he ended up running into someone he did not expect…
Upon hearing Zell's compliment to him, Adam humbly waved it off. “It was nothing, anyone else would have done the same.” The Fighter's suggestion of a feast, however, elicited more of a response from the caster. “That sounds like a great idea. They're lovely people, all of them. Isabelle is precious and adorable, Tyrion is like a little Barracker junior - in the best sense, of course - and Eren will make a great Druid someday. I'm sure they would all be happy to meet everyone. You too, Alison.” The red-eyed man even was considering visiting before Second Chance descended upon the orphans.
Speaking of the Rogue, Adam would have wanted to help her register for the Guild…if he didn't remember his conversation with Lucy yesterday. James had the political understanding to make this emergency Guild registration thing happen; he did not. Therefore, he deferred to their team leader in this regard.
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Upon saying his goodbyes and exiting the Mended Drum, Adam thought he would return to Golden Tree Park right away to resume his work. However, this would end up not being the case. Instead, he ended up running into someone he did not expect…
@Teyao the SpongeBob one made me literally lol
@xenon sounds good - dunno if I'll be writing in the literal next week or not, so this works out well.
@Jay009 me too, especially since I have no clue what it does yet :P I picked an item design that seemed to fit in with the Druid aesthetic and figured I'd think of something later.
I'll probably be away from home Sunday-Wednesday so I wanted to get my post up today - the initial idea was the part about what James said, and the rest kind of snowballed from there.
I'll probably be away from home Sunday-Wednesday so I wanted to get my post up today - the initial idea was the part about what James said, and the rest kind of snowballed from there.
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