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( 003 ) ♔ ( don't feed the lions )
Who: Saber and anyone who approaches.
What: Hat silliness.
When: Monday, all day.
Where: All around the city. Please specify in your subject where your character is and when. Or, I'll do it in the next tag!
Style: I'll match what you do.
Saber (really) likes lions, so she was surprised to see a plush lion hat in her kitchen the next morning. Unable to resist (as it was ridiculously cute), the knight had placed it onto her head. And then she was unable to take it off. She had noticed her marking had glowed the previous night, so .. perhaps this was related to the curse?
The King of Knights had decided to go out early in the morning to get some information, not wanting to be seen with this hat on more than necessary. In about thirty minutes or so of making her way around the middle quadrant, Saber felt a unique craving for something with meat. Getting herself a decent breakfast, she then made her way outside again.
..And found herself extremely tired. Within a few moments, Saber found herself sitting on a bench near the plaza. And then she was on her side, and curled up. Ignoring the fact she likely looked ridiculous, and was in her armor, she napped peacefully.
And thus started a day of napping around Vatheon for Saber lion.
What: Hat silliness.
When: Monday, all day.
Where: All around the city. Please specify in your subject where your character is and when. Or, I'll do it in the next tag!
Style: I'll match what you do.
Saber (really) likes lions, so she was surprised to see a plush lion hat in her kitchen the next morning. Unable to resist (as it was ridiculously cute), the knight had placed it onto her head. And then she was unable to take it off. She had noticed her marking had glowed the previous night, so .. perhaps this was related to the curse?
The King of Knights had decided to go out early in the morning to get some information, not wanting to be seen with this hat on more than necessary. In about thirty minutes or so of making her way around the middle quadrant, Saber felt a unique craving for something with meat. Getting herself a decent breakfast, she then made her way outside again.
..And found herself extremely tired. Within a few moments, Saber found herself sitting on a bench near the plaza. And then she was on her side, and curled up. Ignoring the fact she likely looked ridiculous, and was in her armor, she napped peacefully.
And thus started a day of napping around Vatheon for Saber lion.
Closer to Saber's apartment, later afternoon?
As Pascal traveled around, having resisted the urge to put a hat on (yet - the weather didn't call for it!), she had been planning to move to a park bench for a few minutes before continuing to walk back towards her place.
Instead, she'd found the bench occupied by Saber, in full armor with a poofy hat, sleeping. Carefully, she poked her with her shotstaff. (
Because let's face it, Pascal's common sense doesn't let her ignore sleeping lions.)"Uh, are you okay?"
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The knight jerked awake, looking over at Pascal in confusion for a moment. And then her face relaxed as she acknowledged what had happened again. The knight sat up.
"Yes, Pascal, I'm fine. I.. can't seem to get home without wanting to sleep everywhere. It's ridiculous."
Standing up to remove herself from the bench, the knight notices Pascal is holding her shotstaff outwards. ..Had she been awoken with that? That wasn't the most.. polite, but.. well. Saber wasn't exactly happy with her own mannerisms at the moment. She couldn't complain.
"I see you don't have a hat on. Don't put one on, or you won't be able to remove it."
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"... Huh. That'd explain some of what I've been seeing today. I mean I thought people were being weird."
Pascal blinked a few times, as she pulled the shotstaff out to resting position.
"... The hat's really cute though."
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Standing up, the knight rose to her tiptoes to stretch and then fell back into place.
"I'm unsure what else this curse may do to me, so.. I think I will finally retreat to my apartment."
Sleeping in public was bad enough. Before Saber goes to leave, though, she looks at Pascal curiously before speaking.
"If you were to put on a hat, what type of hat would it be? Theoretically, of course.. Please, don't do it." Saber asked, a little bit surprised by her own question. She wasn't the type for small talk, but Pascal was.. well, she was interesting. She was also hard to read.
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... "You know, that's actually kind of a tough one to answer. I guess because I don't know all the hats that are available, for one. That'd be a major cause of troubles."
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For Saber, it had been the lion hat. She had always adored lion hats. Of course, it wasn't a hat she'd want to wear in public, but..
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"I just don't think about hats very often. My hair's good enough to protect me from the rain, so..."
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With that, Saber nodded towards Pascal and then went on her way. She did go in the direction of her apartments. With luck, she may get there.
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"Actually, that was just to keep distance in case you tried to pounce on me or something."