Have a Heart Poker

[rebull]

Who: Lysunder and Darkleer
When: Early morning
Where: SFC then somewhere later
Style: Whatev. Probably prose.
Status: Closed

yOU.

Comments

[rebull]

"That makes sense. I never was really, uh, a part of anything, I mean. I was a part of the cavalreapers, but we didn't act so close, it was much more of a respectful competition. Since a majority of our training was, uh, well, well against eachother. jousts and what not." He scratches the back of his head, not following Darkleer, staying where he is. Still nervous, still unsure about how to really act around him right now.

"I think I, uh, never really learned the value of close ties through my time spent under cavalreaper law, most of that I learned due to my commune ability." His mind wanders a bit and his expression seem to get a great deal calmer as he looks away, closing his eyes.

"I think my time on Alternia was easy compared to most. Beasts don't necessarily share the same rankings that trolls do, maybe their influence helped me gain such a mindset, though bull headed as I uh, tend to be sometimes, heh." A small nod to Dural as she accompanies them again, looking to Darkleer now, still standing himself and leaning against the tree behind him, hands against the small of his back.

"Oh... Well, I think, that reason alone is a good one. Just wanting to have items as memories. Though, uh, I'm pretty partial to the ones in my head, heh."

[aim_exorable]

"It is fortunate for you, then." Darkleer gives a weak smile towards Summoner. For once, he keeps his tact in place and doesn't mention that he needs to keeps such things because if not for them, with his long life... He would no doubt forget the people who have been in his life.

"So... I see your SOS was not too serious if you were able to come here." Deciding to slip to another topic, he decides on that one. "Should I ask what happened that would make you send such a thing out?"

[rebull]

That is something lowbloods will never really have to deal with, forgetting such things. Summoner has yet to realize that for himself, but for now he'll just take that smile and return one of his own.

"Oh." The orange flush is back. He opens a hand and takes his triforce earrings out, putting either of them on. His horns shrink to their smaller size and he shrugs slightly, letting out a nervous laugh as he points to either ear.

"I uh, forgot these and I kinda... Got. Stuck." Pause.

"Er, you know."

[aim_exorable]

"Stuck."

Just that simple word as Darkleer stares over at him, an eyebrow quirked. Then he raises his hand to cough into it... although maybe the way his eyes crinkle a bit at the corners hints that a cough is the least of his worries.

"I see."

[rebull]

Yeah, covering his face with his hands now.

"Ugh."