2nd Combo - A Fairy Tale Knight

[redcladidealist]

Characters: Lloyd Irving and every eligible-- everyone
Location: All over the place
Time: From dawn until dusk
Style: You pick and I'll match
Status: Open

[It's been two days since he started coming to his senses, the false memories of that other life already fading back into the ether of whatever spell had created them. As they disappear, though, he remembers. The ball, the one he'd danced with, that moment of timeless magic when their eyes had met and their hearts had known.

The tolling of the bell as midnight approached.

His partner had fled, he didn't know why - but they'd left their shoe behind. The shoe he now holds clutched in his hands. It must have been crafted with magic, he knows, because there is no other way to explain how the delicate glass could support a person's weight without breaking. Surely this shoe was made to fit one foot and one foot alone. It's the only clue he has to the identity of his love. He doesn't even know his love's name or gender. He only knows that they hold his heart.

And that he's going to find them, even if he has to try this shoe on every person in the land.

Speaking of which...

He approaches the next person he sees, giving them a bow fit for the knight he is.]

Excuse me, yes, you. Your pardon, but can I have a moment of your time?


[ooc: Only a "Cinderella" will fit the shoe. Let me know if this is the case. o/]

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[redcladidealist]

[Lloyd tilts his head, thinking about it for a moment, rolling the sounds of her name through his mind as he shapes it silently with his mouth. Finally, he gives a hesitant nod.]

It does, but I can't remember where I heard it, or when, or...

I'm Lloyd. Lloyd Irving.

[He searches her face.]

Is my name familiar, too?

[clairvoyancies]

[She nods easily enough at that. It is the name that came to her, when she saw him wandering...it's the name she used to call out to him, though she is having the same problems he is, with regards to how she knows it.]

Yes. It seems to be a distant memory now...

[She bites her lip, struggling to grasp it. To remember.]

I wonder if it would be easier to start from the beginning.

[Not. That she likes to make a habit of introducing herself to people and putting herself out there, but, still--]

[redcladidealist]

[Yeah, she'd said his name, it's just extra confirmation if his whole name sounds familiar. He tilts his head at her suggestion, though.]

You mean, act like this is the first time we've met?

[He thinks about that for a moment, then shrugs and smiles at her. Bowing formally at the waist, he holds out his hand.]

Well, we've already introduced ourselves again, but it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance.

[clairvoyancies]

[When he puts it that way, it sounds silly and repetitive, but...yes. Pretending like this is the first time they've met--something like that. She nods, still feeling kind of stiff and formal about this...

Even if he is familiar.

She takes his hand a bit hesitantly, and shakes it.]

The pleasure is mine...

But this must mean you'll be going back to your search, then.

[She glances down at her feet, which are still bare, but she quickly fixes this by slipping them back into her own shoes.]

[redcladidealist]

[A handshake hadn't exactly been what he'd been going for, but since that's what she seems to have been expecting, he'll let it go at that. He actually feels a weird twinge for a moment where it feels like he doesn't know etiquette. Strange. He shifts awkwardly and dismisses it.]

Yeah, I probably should.

But hey, I'll see you again, right?

[clairvoyancies]

I'd imagine so.

[Well, it isn't as if either of them are going anywhere, at least. So the chances of running into each other again are good. Either way, Tsubaki doesn't really notice that her handshake had been unexpected.

So it passes without incident.]

Until then, Lloyd.

[She wonders if she's supposed to bow. Something about the setting now makes her feel obligated to be even more formal than she usually is...

But meh. She decides that's stupid, so...she doesn't.]

[redcladidealist]

[Probably just as well. It might have been more awkward for her if he'd gone with his first impulse and had bowed over her hand. But a handshake is okay - maybe even almost familiar, like he's shaken hands before.

When he lets go, he smiles and lifts his hand in a wave.]

Bye, Tsubaki!

[And with a warm feeling inside him, he turns and is on his way.]