Matthew // 025

[redcloakedthief]

Characters: Matthew, Saya and you!
Location: Center Plaza
Time: Alll day
Style: First...?
Status: Open open! You can get Matthew, Saya or probably both!

[Hello Vatheon.

If you wander past the plaza at all today, you will find something a little funny about it.

And by a little, I mean a lot.

For you will see Matthew and Saya piecing together what seems to be...a gingerbread village. Wait, no, that's not entirely right.

It appears to be a gingerbread model of Vatheon (not quite to scale); stray pieces of gingerbread and cartons of frosting lie scattered around, even as Matthew lies on his stomach and carefully puts a roof onto one of the apartments.

What do you mean they're out of season? These two certainly don't seem to care.]

Hey, Saya, can you hand me the blue frosting?

Comments

[redcloakedthief]

[Ha.

He just turns his attention back to his masterpiece.]

I saw him on the network.

He seems like a nice guy; he compliments you well.

[The colorschemes. He's just being tongue-in-cheek now.]

[ravenly]

[Awww. She totally thought you were using your spy skills...but then, she supposes lurking around the network counts, too.]

Thank you. I'm sure he would be delighted to hear that...as both my prince, and my partner in dance.

[Though it's been a while since they've practiced... :|a]

[redcloakedthief]

[He turns around then, tilting his head.]

Dance, huh?

You're a dancer?

[ravenly]

I am. [said as she nods...

gosh spy, remember these things.]

Although I have gone without instruction for quite some time.

[redcloakedthief]

[gosh he can't know everything.

Pause...

...]

You aren't secretly a dragon, are you?

[ravenly]

...

[just staring for a moment. open-mouthed and all.

but that's unlady like so she closes it, swallowing once before finally asking:]

What?

[redcloakedthief]

I'll take that as a no.

Good, good!

[He takes in her surprise and laughs, shrugging.]

You never know.

[ravenly]

[...She still feels like she missed something. You're so weird sometimes, Matthew.]

...No, what is it? Do dragons dance, in Ostia?

[redcloakedthief]

You know the saying, don't you?

Once bitten, twice shy.

[That's all the information he's giving; he's obnoxiously vague most of the time.]

[ravenly]

[Sigh. Sure. We'll go with that. She's certainly heard the phrase in passing before, maybe even read it in books, but...she's not entirely used to its context.

.........

She'll just take it literally then.]

You've been bitten by one, then?

[MAYBE IF SHE SMIRKS he'll think she's making a joke or something.]