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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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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.

No doubt.

[He sounds determined, so it's easy to believe him. It doesn't bother her to speak of Gold Crown, either, she realizes...

So clearly she's become comfortable as well.]

But two years is a long time.

...It is.

Two years is a long time.

[A laugh and he shrugs.]

But that's my job anyway. I have spent longer than this away from Ostia for a job or two. You adapt or you go mad.

...True.

[She'd been ready to go mad at first, didn't she? If it weren't for people like Jane, like Hajime.

Like him. And her prince.]

With everyone else trapped here as well, I suppose we have help with that.

[Adapting, that is.]

With going crazy?

[He laughs, knowing that's not what she meant.]

Yes, you're right. The people here help with both.

You just have to be discerning about the company you keep.

I have been.

[Rue grins at the laugh; although she isn’t always the best judge of character. Honestly, however, she’s only come to learn this about herself…fairly recently.]

But I will take that as a warning, from someone who’s been here far longer than I.

Well, you're keeping company with me.

Clearly you're off to a good start.

[Snerk. |D so modest right.]

You think so?

[Haha, actually she does, too. Buuut there's no harm in being playful.

So modest, thief.]

What about your company, then? I don't believe I've met anyone else from Ostia.

[he chuckles.]

What do you think of my company, then?

[...?

Rue tilts her head at the questio; but still smirks, the chuckle contagious.]

I meant the company you keep. But if you must ask, I find it rather enjoyable.

[She seems to think about how that sounds after she says it, but in the end, she is nodding.]

[He laughs at that, shaking his head.]

Well then! That wasn't an answer I was expecting, to be honest.

Oh, no?

[That's rather curious. How she would hate to fall short of his expectations.]

Then what?

Oh, I've heard any number of complaints about me.

[He chuckles.]

It's good to see that there are people here who can enjoy my company.

[She shrugs at that, giving a smirk. Feeling almost special.]

Perhaps the others simply aren't used to you. Or don't want to be.