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matthew,
rue

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Who: Rue & Matthew
Where: Whenever,
When: Whenever,
Style: WE'LL ALWAYS BE TOGE-- I mean, uh, first.
Status: Closed kalsjds (going to make an open post for her one day, I swear guys)

[Rue's isn't all that worried about the state of Vatheon as it is at the moment. She's used to fairytale settings (although this is considerably different from Gold Crown); and judging by her light browsing through the SFC network, people are already working to correct things, so she finds herself without any need to lift a finger.

She has far more pressing matters on her mind, as she walks through the city; and she's got her SFC in her hand, wondering where his name went.

Mytho...

Siegfried.

He hadnt been in his room either, and she thinks she should probably tell Ahiru.

She finds herself staring at her name too, however, and...simply doesn't hit the call button. Not yet.]

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[Ah...he notes these reactions with interest, nodding.]

You are the prince's princess. I see.

And why doesn't it matter? I find these things are usually very important!

But...he isn't here anymore.

[That's what she meant, really; though she can probably agree that it's important for people to know. All she's ever wanted is to be loved by him, after all; and only recently did she start to realize that she already was]

I'm not sure what to do now. [sigh.] Apparently, there are other princesses that need rescuing.

...He's not, no. And I really couldn't tell you if he'll show up again or not.

It's a gamble with a place like this.

[A tiiiilt of his head.]

Do you really want to?

[Right...she's beginning to realize that. After all, she herself left the city once, and came back with memories as if nothing happened.

There is no way to know whether the same thing will happen here, but she has to hope.

And at the question, she simply shakes her head. Perhaps it is selfish of her, but...]

No...not in particular.

Then don't!

[He laughs cheerfully, shaking his head.]

And come with me instead. I know of a solution to at least some of your problems.

...You do?

[Now shes the one tilting her head; her curiosity for the moment taking over her sadness.]

But, where will we go?

I do indeed!

Just follow me then.

[And he reaches for her hand without an regards for personal space, towing her forward.]

[...WELP.]

H-Hey--!

[Just going to be dragged along then. She struggles a bit at first, but...quickly realizes it is pointless, seeing how frail she is in comparison to him.

Not to mention he seems to mean no harm anyway!

So she...follows along curiously, wondering where he might be taking her. She doesn't say anything else, but keeps her eyes and ears open.]

[Sooo unbothered. He'll just keep walking, towing Rue along towards a more habitable part of the city, away from the trees.

Eventually they come across a quaint little cottage, which he pushes the door open to, gesturing towards a table.]

It's funny. The entire city changes, but this place only changes the outside decor. They still serve the same things.

[She follows him into the cottage and, seeing him gesture to the table, she blinks once and timidly takes a seat.

She looks around, listening to him...]

Where is this...?

When the city is normal, it's a cafe. Middle district, to the left of the plaza down a small side-street.

Now? Now it seems to be 'ye olde'...cafe.

Good to see some things don't change.

[He follows, taking a seat across from her.]

...I see.

[Rue continues to glance around, then, figuring that it makes sense. It looks like enough of a cafe to her, though she doesn't visit them that often.]

I don't believe I've visited this one before.

Heh, you should get out more then! There's plenty to see here if you bother to look.

[And then he stands, disappearing for a moment--

Though he'll return in a minute or two with two bottles of milk. He sets one down in front of her and grins.]

There.

I-I'm aware.

[Shhhhh. She gets out! She just...hasn't been to this particular place. Plus, no one has bothered to invite her anywhere before today...

Mmpth.

But she picks up the bottle of milk in front of her and examines it for a moment, looking at its label. Her throat does feel rather dry, so...she begins to unscrew the top.]

...Thank you.

Right, right.

[He turns his attention to his own drink, sipping it contemplatively for a moment before he speaks up again.]

This is just what someone here taught me.

There's very little a glass of milk won't resolve, at least a little.

[She nods, taking some sips from her drink as well; hesitantly at first, but then she begins to drink a little faster, upon realizing how thirsty she'd been.

...She doesn't give much thought to trying to savor the taste. And though it's very good, she doesn't think it'll bring Mytho back, either. But oh well.]

It is enough, for now. Until I find a way to follow him...

[At least, if he really has gone home.]

...Hey, you might be looking at it the wrong way.

He might come back too, you know. And if you're in too big a hurry to follow him, you'll miss each other.

[Heh. He toys with the milk bottle in his hand idly.]

You don't want to be stuck in that situation either.

No...I suppose you're right about that.

[Her bottle's now empty; and she's playing with it a little too. Rocking it back and forth. The milk would be sloshing around inside, if there was anything in it.]

But then, that means being stuck here for a while longer.

[It hadn't been so bad without him around, but...now she's remembering how lonely the city can feel.

Even amongst all this chaos.]

[Hmm...

And then he suddenly plants his hands on the table and leans forward, peering at her.]

Well, with such a gloomy outlook, no wonder you're always so grumpy when I see you!

[H-Hey! 8(]

Coming from the person who made a broadcast, detailing just how cruel Vatheon could be, when we first met?

[Don't think she's forgotten.]

Oh, that was purely informative.

I like it here, to be entirely honest!

[grin grin grin.]

I'm sure.

[Oh, look. She is grinning, too...]

What kind of place did you leave behind, anyway...?

Elibe?

Ah...it wasn't that bad. Ostia especially; that was my home.

But I just mean that it's...really not bad at all here.

Of course, the lack of wars is a plus in my book.

["War"... coming from a fairytale world, she hardly knew of the word. Though there is plenty of fighting, thanks to the nature of the Raven—

The Raven, and her prince, who are destined to be eternal enemies, so long as they coexist. That...that much is enough.]

Perhaps you're right...although Vatheon is certainly known to be violent at times, too.

There must be times when are at least reminded, then...

[of Ostia.

Whether that's a good or bad thing, she doesn't really know...]

[A slow tilt of his head.]

Of Ostia?

[Huh.]

It doesn't bother me to speak of it. I've only been away for two years.

And someday I will go home to serve my lord again.