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likethelight) wrote2020-02-06 03:21 pm
likethelight) wrote2020-02-06 03:21 pm
early february; food is how you show appreciation right
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2020-02-06 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ after all was said and done, alisaie still felt as if she owed allen some extra expression of thanks.
she knew that she would have done the same for him, had it come down to it - but his intervention had meant she was able to help her brother, to gather him away from danger. that meant more to her than anything else in the world, and she was not one to shirk thanking someone for something so important.
so, she was going with thanks in a way she could do well enough in this land: a meal.
alisaie had handled the cooking as they traveled the ruby sea and yanxia. she was no culinarian the way sayuri had begun to take up in novrandt, but she had developed a decent skill for the basics and the use of the seasonings you could find. after obtaining allen's address, she packs a meal into the little boxes they've given her and goes.
she went with the freshest meat she could find - in this place, two filets of fish - seasoned with lemon as well as pepper and salt. she'd found and cooked some wild rice as well, though that came out of a bag she had to follow the instructions carefully with. dotted in the rice is flecks of seaweed, rehydrated as she cooked it. finally, she'd found something close to the lotus roots of othard and the carrots of eorzea, and had roasted those and nestled it alongside the meal, seasoned with paprika and more pepper and salt.
she'd also, outside of her skill range, obtained a small lemon cake from one of the bakeries nearby. the cake in a little bag and the rest nestled in a towel and in the tupperware boxes, she knocks on his door and waits. ]
she knew that she would have done the same for him, had it come down to it - but his intervention had meant she was able to help her brother, to gather him away from danger. that meant more to her than anything else in the world, and she was not one to shirk thanking someone for something so important.
so, she was going with thanks in a way she could do well enough in this land: a meal.
alisaie had handled the cooking as they traveled the ruby sea and yanxia. she was no culinarian the way sayuri had begun to take up in novrandt, but she had developed a decent skill for the basics and the use of the seasonings you could find. after obtaining allen's address, she packs a meal into the little boxes they've given her and goes.
she went with the freshest meat she could find - in this place, two filets of fish - seasoned with lemon as well as pepper and salt. she'd found and cooked some wild rice as well, though that came out of a bag she had to follow the instructions carefully with. dotted in the rice is flecks of seaweed, rehydrated as she cooked it. finally, she'd found something close to the lotus roots of othard and the carrots of eorzea, and had roasted those and nestled it alongside the meal, seasoned with paprika and more pepper and salt.
she'd also, outside of her skill range, obtained a small lemon cake from one of the bakeries nearby. the cake in a little bag and the rest nestled in a towel and in the tupperware boxes, she knocks on his door and waits. ]
[ Admittedly, in the days that followed the incident at the arena, Allen probably could have been... better about following up with people. If it weren't something that still felt a little rusty and uncertainly foreign to him. Like if he should at all, or if it would still be better just quietly fade away like a ghost and be glad that everyone he met seemed like they would be fine when last he saw them.
Needless to say he ended up doing the latter.
But, he was also injured fairly heavily during the attack on top of burning himself out. There's that. Mostly it was that. And even with the assistance of (bare minimum) moonlacing or no, it still took him time to recover. Also there was, well... ...
After yesterday he's okay minimizing the amount of time he's spending around other people. At least for... a few days? Hopefully not any longer than that?!?? It's a good thing he doesn't have that many people who will bother him about disappearing for a while...
Which is why he looks rather surprised when he opens the door, before he's even seen who it is. And a little different from when she saw him last, and that isn't including the fact his Innocence isn't invoked this time so there's decidedly less glow and fluff. But instead of his usual tidy, old-fashioned appearance in waistcoast and tie it would seem he's caved and gotten local, more modern clothing. Such is the problem when you have exactly one outfit that gets shredded to pieces in a fight...
Which is to say he's discovered the joy of hoodies. Though oddly enough, he has the hood pulled up to cover his hair and ears even indoors in his own house. Or that he did just to open the door... ]
Miss Alisaie? [ Sounding quite surprised, eyes darting briefly from her face to the bundle she's carrying. ]
What are you doing here?
Needless to say he ended up doing the latter.
But, he was also injured fairly heavily during the attack on top of burning himself out. There's that. Mostly it was that. And even with the assistance of (bare minimum) moonlacing or no, it still took him time to recover. Also there was, well... ...
After yesterday he's okay minimizing the amount of time he's spending around other people. At least for... a few days? Hopefully not any longer than that?!?? It's a good thing he doesn't have that many people who will bother him about disappearing for a while...
Which is why he looks rather surprised when he opens the door, before he's even seen who it is. And a little different from when she saw him last, and that isn't including the fact his Innocence isn't invoked this time so there's decidedly less glow and fluff. But instead of his usual tidy, old-fashioned appearance in waistcoast and tie it would seem he's caved and gotten local, more modern clothing. Such is the problem when you have exactly one outfit that gets shredded to pieces in a fight...
Which is to say he's discovered the joy of hoodies. Though oddly enough, he has the hood pulled up to cover his hair and ears even indoors in his own house. Or that he did just to open the door... ]
Miss Alisaie? [ Sounding quite surprised, eyes darting briefly from her face to the bundle she's carrying. ]
What are you doing here?
Edited 2020-02-07 01:21 (UTC)
[ he might be trying to do the latter, but alisaie is definitely determined not to let him fade off the face of lunatia. besides, she thinks it's only the right thing to do in this situation, where her pride dictates she do something in return for the other person.
the hoodie gives her a moment's pause, as she's looking for - well, a full sized robe, not what appears to be half of one. but it only takes her a moment before she smiles, shaking her head. ]
Please, just Alisaie is fine.
[ she hefts the towel-wrapped tupperware. ]
I still wanted to thank you for helping me and Alphinaud. So I thought the best way to do so would be to bring you some dinner.
the hoodie gives her a moment's pause, as she's looking for - well, a full sized robe, not what appears to be half of one. but it only takes her a moment before she smiles, shaking her head. ]
Please, just Alisaie is fine.
[ she hefts the towel-wrapped tupperware. ]
I still wanted to thank you for helping me and Alphinaud. So I thought the best way to do so would be to bring you some dinner.
[ They do look like something between a robe and a pajama top, right?? It threw him quite a bit when he first saw them, but needless to say it's grown on him immensely. This is brilliant, he's always enjoyed items with hoods. For, well... one obvious reason. At least when you stand out in a crowd in your world as much as he does. But it's kind of exciting, it's actually weirdly comfortable...
He startles at her reveal of just what it is she's holding though, caught quite clearly off-guard by that more than her sudden appearance. ]
Dinner...?
[ The widening of the eyes, the way his hand loosens on the doorknob as he momentarily forgets himself... the odd sort of way it seems like even his hood perked up in interest and uncensored shock -- ]
He startles at her reveal of just what it is she's holding though, caught quite clearly off-guard by that more than her sudden appearance. ]
Dinner...?
[ The widening of the eyes, the way his hand loosens on the doorknob as he momentarily forgets himself... the odd sort of way it seems like even his hood perked up in interest and uncensored shock -- ]
[ The way he seems to absolutely melt in awe a moment later.
No, really. He looks so entirely overcome by that, like it's the grandest of gestures. Even if it's something so simple. ]
You really didn't have to...
[ It's the humble pride of someone who really doesn't see what he did as anything that needs thanks or that he's done that much to deserve the effort she must have gone to, but. he just sounds so moved too. ]
Sorry, do you want to come in?
[ He'll remember his manners and step to the side, opening the door wider and waving her in. Like hell pride would mean he turns down dinner, either. ]
No, really. He looks so entirely overcome by that, like it's the grandest of gestures. Even if it's something so simple. ]
You really didn't have to...
[ It's the humble pride of someone who really doesn't see what he did as anything that needs thanks or that he's done that much to deserve the effort she must have gone to, but. he just sounds so moved too. ]
Sorry, do you want to come in?
[ He'll remember his manners and step to the side, opening the door wider and waving her in. Like hell pride would mean he turns down dinner, either. ]
[ she wonders, for a moment, if she's misstepped, the way he seems so struck by her action. it's only when he speaks that she realizes if anything, she's simply chosen the correct choice to show that she's thankful.
or perhaps it's simply that he hasn't had someone cook for him in a long time, which is sad in its own way. her smile turns a bit sympathetic without meaning to, worried for all potentialities.
when he invites her in, she perks up. ]
Absolutely.
[ she steps inside, but gives his hood another glance. was it her imagination, or had it moved as well when he realized it was food? ]
And, uh - if I've caught you at a bad time for yourself, I don't have to stay.
[ her sanguis experience had not been what she'd call great. ]
or perhaps it's simply that he hasn't had someone cook for him in a long time, which is sad in its own way. her smile turns a bit sympathetic without meaning to, worried for all potentialities.
when he invites her in, she perks up. ]
Absolutely.
[ she steps inside, but gives his hood another glance. was it her imagination, or had it moved as well when he realized it was food? ]
And, uh - if I've caught you at a bad time for yourself, I don't have to stay.
[ her sanguis experience had not been what she'd call great. ]
[ The interior is... very oddly clean for a place where a teenager lives. Suspiciously clean, and the place doesn't look particularly lived in as a result. At least the common areas, since it does appear to be at least a 2 bedroom flat.
He doesn't seem to notice the lingering glance on his hood, though if her eyes are sharp she might notice that something underneath seems to twitch slightly. But his whole demeanor seemed to have perked up, his eyes brighter. ]
No, it's alright. To be honest I haven't been very busy since the attack. [ Misinterpreting? Maybe. Glossing past the fact he's been collecting way more unwanted attention than he'd ever like in the last 36 hours? Maybe... But Alisaie seems different than most so that's fine. Even if only meeting briefly under duress, he can't really see her getting distracted by such things...
But he smiles, and waves off her concern with a warm smile. ]
Besides, dinner is better when eaten together, isn't it?
[ It's cheery, and said like it's so very obvious. ]
Ah, if you wouldn't mind removing your shoes though. My roommate is very particular about the floor. [ Allen might have learned this the hard way... ]
He doesn't seem to notice the lingering glance on his hood, though if her eyes are sharp she might notice that something underneath seems to twitch slightly. But his whole demeanor seemed to have perked up, his eyes brighter. ]
No, it's alright. To be honest I haven't been very busy since the attack. [ Misinterpreting? Maybe. Glossing past the fact he's been collecting way more unwanted attention than he'd ever like in the last 36 hours? Maybe... But Alisaie seems different than most so that's fine. Even if only meeting briefly under duress, he can't really see her getting distracted by such things...
But he smiles, and waves off her concern with a warm smile. ]
Besides, dinner is better when eaten together, isn't it?
[ It's cheery, and said like it's so very obvious. ]
Ah, if you wouldn't mind removing your shoes though. My roommate is very particular about the floor. [ Allen might have learned this the hard way... ]
Edited 2020-02-07 03:01 (UTC)
[ it is indeed quite clean, but alisaie doesn't think too much on it. her parents raised her and alphinaud to keep a tidy home - although they've not really a residence as such to call anymore, they both try to keep their living spaces clean.
perhaps it is a tad fastidious. ]
I seem to have painted something of a target on my back, but we seem to be dealing with it just fine.
[ she doesn't know if allen saw the network post she and alphinaud made... it turned into a bit of a Thing. when he mentions eating dinner together, she laughs gently. ]
Twas not my intention, but now I am glad I brought two servings.
[ as for any lingering wonders of fastidiousness? it's cleared up when he asks her to remove her shoes for his room mate's sake. she nods and steps out of her boots with practiced movements, leaving her in just the dark leggings and shorts she'd put on. after that, she moves to follow him wherever he'd like her to put the food down. ]
perhaps it is a tad fastidious. ]
I seem to have painted something of a target on my back, but we seem to be dealing with it just fine.
[ she doesn't know if allen saw the network post she and alphinaud made... it turned into a bit of a Thing. when he mentions eating dinner together, she laughs gently. ]
Twas not my intention, but now I am glad I brought two servings.
[ as for any lingering wonders of fastidiousness? it's cleared up when he asks her to remove her shoes for his room mate's sake. she nods and steps out of her boots with practiced movements, leaving her in just the dark leggings and shorts she'd put on. after that, she moves to follow him wherever he'd like her to put the food down. ]
[ He shan't tell her he could easily eat 20 servings on his own -- especially lately, it's actually a bit disconcerting even for him -- but that is a good thing indeed.
But he blinks, and looks slightly surprised by the first thing she mentioned. ]
A target on your back? [ That would be no, he did not see it, even if it was absolutely something that would have caught his interest. You can blame the fact that, if it weren't for the fact he needs his phone to check his money and spend anything, it would be shoved far into the back of his sock drawer. It just isn't something he fully comprehends or trusts. Also he might have set off an alarm he couldn't turn off when he first tried to figure it out, which quite convinced him that it was going to explode and that would finally be what kills him and how sad would that be...
But he motions her to follow him to the kitchen and will of course offer to help carry any of the food if she needs a free hand. And it isn't just because he's curious to try and get a whiff of what it is she brought. ]
Why? Whatever happened? [ He'll begin to rummage for some dishes they can use as well but, ah -- it might take him a moment.
After all, the kitchen would seem to be stark contrast to the rest of the house, there might already be a monstrous stack of dishes in the sink. As well as a curiously full trash can... and one slightly open cupboard would seem to be completely bare inside... ]
But he blinks, and looks slightly surprised by the first thing she mentioned. ]
A target on your back? [ That would be no, he did not see it, even if it was absolutely something that would have caught his interest. You can blame the fact that, if it weren't for the fact he needs his phone to check his money and spend anything, it would be shoved far into the back of his sock drawer. It just isn't something he fully comprehends or trusts. Also he might have set off an alarm he couldn't turn off when he first tried to figure it out, which quite convinced him that it was going to explode and that would finally be what kills him and how sad would that be...
But he motions her to follow him to the kitchen and will of course offer to help carry any of the food if she needs a free hand. And it isn't just because he's curious to try and get a whiff of what it is she brought. ]
Why? Whatever happened? [ He'll begin to rummage for some dishes they can use as well but, ah -- it might take him a moment.
After all, the kitchen would seem to be stark contrast to the rest of the house, there might already be a monstrous stack of dishes in the sink. As well as a curiously full trash can... and one slightly open cupboard would seem to be completely bare inside... ]
Edited 2020-02-07 04:25 (UTC)
[ the kitchen is in some kind of disarray. when she sees the empty cupboard, she realizes she may have been the bearer of good gifts in a different way. has he... eaten it all, or has he simply not gone shopping yet?
the dishes in the sink speak to having eaten it all.... ]
We should be able to eat them out of the containers.
[ she offers helpfully after a moment. as for the first questions: ]
My brother and I made a post to share our .. theories, on the deities of this world. We may have been mistaken in some of them, but some took umbrage to our theories none the less.
[ she shrugs. ]
Nothing dire, but we've not made more friends.
the dishes in the sink speak to having eaten it all.... ]
We should be able to eat them out of the containers.
[ she offers helpfully after a moment. as for the first questions: ]
My brother and I made a post to share our .. theories, on the deities of this world. We may have been mistaken in some of them, but some took umbrage to our theories none the less.
[ she shrugs. ]
Nothing dire, but we've not made more friends.
[ At her suggestion, he closes the cupboard door and turns with a slightly sheepish expression at realizing her realization. ]
That might be for the best. [ Just utensils then. Also water, which he fetches two glasses. Though only after he does so does he glance back to her like a sheepish afterthought to ask, is water is alright? There's tea as well. As even Allen can manage tea, even if it wouldn't be as good as Link or Lenalee's.
He might pride himself on being a British Gentleman™ and all the idealized notions he has behind that, but....... he also has zero experience as a host. And practically grew up in a gutter. (Actually, the gutter might have been preferable at some points.) But he's trying.
Although he blinks thoughtfully as she goes on, his expression smoothing as he waits for the tap to fill the glasses. ]
What sort of theories? [ One might ask what umbrage is as well, but... he can also guess from her tone and context. He might lack formal education but he's not stupid. ]
That might be for the best. [ Just utensils then. Also water, which he fetches two glasses. Though only after he does so does he glance back to her like a sheepish afterthought to ask, is water is alright? There's tea as well. As even Allen can manage tea, even if it wouldn't be as good as Link or Lenalee's.
He might pride himself on being a British Gentleman™ and all the idealized notions he has behind that, but....... he also has zero experience as a host. And practically grew up in a gutter. (Actually, the gutter might have been preferable at some points.) But he's trying.
Although he blinks thoughtfully as she goes on, his expression smoothing as he waits for the tap to fill the glasses. ]
What sort of theories? [ One might ask what umbrage is as well, but... he can also guess from her tone and context. He might lack formal education but he's not stupid. ]
Edited 2020-02-07 14:22 (UTC)
[ she assures him water is fine with a little smile. the novelty of being able to drink plain water and not needing the safety of tonic is something she's still getting used to. the only place that had had such clean water before was kugane.
she waits for him to bring the water over before she elaborates, nudging the boxes over for him to examine. ]
On our world, there are beings such a Primals that require the feeding of energy and devotion. We can't help but see the similarities to the Iris, Cordis and Sanguis gods.
[ she shakes her head. ]
The difference being our gods require aetheric energy present in crystals, not chroma; and they inspire a fervent devotion in their followers, which isn't present here. Still, the like traits worry us.
she waits for him to bring the water over before she elaborates, nudging the boxes over for him to examine. ]
On our world, there are beings such a Primals that require the feeding of energy and devotion. We can't help but see the similarities to the Iris, Cordis and Sanguis gods.
[ she shakes her head. ]
The difference being our gods require aetheric energy present in crystals, not chroma; and they inspire a fervent devotion in their followers, which isn't present here. Still, the like traits worry us.
[ Primals? It doesn't ring a bell, but to be honest, anything described as feeding off of anything, especially the off the emotions of people, is an instant red flag to Allen. Sets off all sorts of warning bells, because that sort of thing is never good. Also, his viewpoint of 'god' and 'gods' and how they use the people that believe in them, well... ]
To be honest, I'm not really good at understanding the matters of God and gods. [ So says the never-really-a-Catholic who was born with a questionably divine "crystal of God" in his arm; the one who was "most loved" by Him, God's Clown, Crown Clown, as it was codenamed.
It never had any bearing on any choice he made, after all. ]
Or if anything we knew before has anything to do with what's happening now, when everything we might have believed in might suddenly be gone.
[ But he's speaking quite gently, even as he hands Alisaie her glass. ]
But I don't like anything about the situation, especially when it's people's feelings that get toyed with in the name of some 'god' and all we're told is "oh, this is how it is here". Like that somehow makes it better, or that people shouldn't ask why.
[ He's smiling faintly, in a rather bittersweet and distant sort of way, but -- there's a way his mouth twitches and lips press tight for a moment, too. Like the thought makes him mad, but he takes that feeling and puts it aside. And will instead take the stack of boxes she nudges over and begin to unpackage them. ]
It's callous, and I don't trust it.
To be honest, I'm not really good at understanding the matters of God and gods. [ So says the never-really-a-Catholic who was born with a questionably divine "crystal of God" in his arm; the one who was "most loved" by Him, God's Clown, Crown Clown, as it was codenamed.
It never had any bearing on any choice he made, after all. ]
Or if anything we knew before has anything to do with what's happening now, when everything we might have believed in might suddenly be gone.
[ But he's speaking quite gently, even as he hands Alisaie her glass. ]
But I don't like anything about the situation, especially when it's people's feelings that get toyed with in the name of some 'god' and all we're told is "oh, this is how it is here". Like that somehow makes it better, or that people shouldn't ask why.
[ He's smiling faintly, in a rather bittersweet and distant sort of way, but -- there's a way his mouth twitches and lips press tight for a moment, too. Like the thought makes him mad, but he takes that feeling and puts it aside. And will instead take the stack of boxes she nudges over and begin to unpackage them. ]
It's callous, and I don't trust it.
Edited 2020-02-07 21:33 (UTC)
!!!
[ But he looks up with such a dead serious dread expression of the Most Importance at Alisaie as he unpacks the dinner she brought and sees it for what it is. Of earnest shock, that she would not only bring food but food like this. Because, something like this...!! ]
This smells incredible.
[ He says it so emphatically. ]
[ But he looks up with such a dead serious dread expression of the Most Importance at Alisaie as he unpacks the dinner she brought and sees it for what it is. Of earnest shock, that she would not only bring food but food like this. Because, something like this...!! ]
This smells incredible.
[ He says it so emphatically. ]
Then we are of the same mind, regarding the behavior. Whether they are or are not the same, I feel as if not much has been done for the people that have been displaced by these gods. That we are told we are given a gift means nothing if the gift horrifies you. What one man treasures may be what another fears.
[ it's short, but simple and very clear on her feelings. she does have more to say, but his serious expression makes her quiet for a moment. his emphasis makes her, well, giggle, looking more like the girl her age than the one discussing the power of gods and horrible gifts. ]
You're very welcome, then! It's one of the few fresh things I can find in this place.
[ it's short, but simple and very clear on her feelings. she does have more to say, but his serious expression makes her quiet for a moment. his emphasis makes her, well, giggle, looking more like the girl her age than the one discussing the power of gods and horrible gifts. ]
You're very welcome, then! It's one of the few fresh things I can find in this place.
[ His attention has been so thoroughly shifted to the matter at hand that is the gift she brought. Picking it up and peering at it as he inspects it from all angles in a manner so incredibly serious.
And if there were any doubt to the movement under his hood before, those are absolutely ears that are raptly perked straight up now, even through the hood. Canine...? ]
You made this...? [ Said with equal amounts surprise and pure awe as he twists the container back and forth like a scientist scrutinizing a specimen. That isn't just bringing him dinner like a meal from the local inn!! That's effort!!
Sure, it's a simple dish. And sure, when he was with the Order the head chef would make him piles and piles of the fanciest, most delicious (and free) foods he had ever tasted and he got quite spoiled by it. But that was also a long time ago, at least it feels like a lifetime to him, and he always has the utmost respect for anyone who can cook. The utmost!!! ]
And if there were any doubt to the movement under his hood before, those are absolutely ears that are raptly perked straight up now, even through the hood. Canine...? ]
You made this...? [ Said with equal amounts surprise and pure awe as he twists the container back and forth like a scientist scrutinizing a specimen. That isn't just bringing him dinner like a meal from the local inn!! That's effort!!
Sure, it's a simple dish. And sure, when he was with the Order the head chef would make him piles and piles of the fanciest, most delicious (and free) foods he had ever tasted and he got quite spoiled by it. But that was also a long time ago, at least it feels like a lifetime to him, and he always has the utmost respect for anyone who can cook. The utmost!!! ]
[ listen, honestly, she'd much rather discuss food than go over what she's hashed out on said post. she notes the ears - she's seen enough miqo'tes with hoods over their hears to recognize that - and smiles even wider. ]
I can't say I caught the fish or harvested the rice but - yes. It was a good chance to familiarize myself with the cooking utensils of this place as well.
[ after a moment she gestures to the top of her head. ]
Also, if it bothers you to keep them contained, I don't mind their appearance.
I can't say I caught the fish or harvested the rice but - yes. It was a good chance to familiarize myself with the cooking utensils of this place as well.
[ after a moment she gestures to the top of her head. ]
Also, if it bothers you to keep them contained, I don't mind their appearance.
[ She actually made it. He's so taken aback by this that it takes him a moment to realize what she means when she taps the top of her own head, and he turns to her with a bit of a blink. "Keep them contained"...? --oh!
He hesitates with an awkward sort of chuckle for a moment. ]
That obvious anyway, are they...? [ It's so, so sheepish. But he'll take her at her word and tugs his hood down. She brought him dinner, after all. She made it (for him!!11!), and even if he got distracted he didn't miss the importance of what she'd said: then we are of the same mind. Even if trust because of that is something that is so, so tricky these days, and even if he isn't really sure who he had ever really been able to truly trust before...
Even if it would be too much to say it's because of trust, those are the feelings and sentiments of a kind person. Someone who thinks about others. And for that reason it's a easier to smile back and relax.
Although it doesn't mean he isn't any less embarrassed by two white, very fuzzy canine ears atop his head instead of his normal, though they blend in with his equally white hair that's also thickened. Which is also annoying, because he hasn't been able to tie his hair back like normal... ]
To be honest, it's mostly habit... I can't say I'm really even used to them myself. [ aka he hates it, thanks. and everything else since people started acting weird and getting strange features last week. but is also far too polite to complain about it. but-- ]
He hesitates with an awkward sort of chuckle for a moment. ]
That obvious anyway, are they...? [ It's so, so sheepish. But he'll take her at her word and tugs his hood down. She brought him dinner, after all. She made it (for him!!11!), and even if he got distracted he didn't miss the importance of what she'd said: then we are of the same mind. Even if trust because of that is something that is so, so tricky these days, and even if he isn't really sure who he had ever really been able to truly trust before...
Even if it would be too much to say it's because of trust, those are the feelings and sentiments of a kind person. Someone who thinks about others. And for that reason it's a easier to smile back and relax.
Although it doesn't mean he isn't any less embarrassed by two white, very fuzzy canine ears atop his head instead of his normal, though they blend in with his equally white hair that's also thickened. Which is also annoying, because he hasn't been able to tie his hair back like normal... ]
To be honest, it's mostly habit... I can't say I'm really even used to them myself. [ aka he hates it, thanks. and everything else since people started acting weird and getting strange features last week. but is also far too polite to complain about it. but-- ]
[ But he pauses, too. Smile turning more thoughtful as he looks down at the dinner she brought. There's something a little bittersweet about it too -- nostalgia? -- as his demeanor becomes more gentle. ]
It was very kind of you to make this. [ How long has it been...?
--no. He shouldn't think about that. ]
Thank you.
It was very kind of you to make this. [ How long has it been...?
--no. He shouldn't think about that. ]
Thank you.
You are more than welcome, Allen.
[ she says it softly, sensitive to the melancholic expression he seems to be wearing now. she offers a little smile to assure him.
after a moment, she looks over his ears from afar and chuckles. ]
I must say, I suppose ears are easier to manage than horns. I had quite a pair on me last week.
[ Did she! It gets a curious look from him. ]
Horns? [ He's trying to picture it and--
It's kinda scary, ngl. It conjures to mind visions of a devil-Alisaie making stabbing motions with a trident-rapier, and suddenly he's a little glad it's a thing he missed. He likes the kind, smiling Alisaie a lot better...
Scratching a little at his cheek a little for a moment with a gloved finger, he hands her a fork. ]
Well, it's a bit of a relief at least to know it won't last.
Horns? [ He's trying to picture it and--
It's kinda scary, ngl. It conjures to mind visions of a devil-Alisaie making stabbing motions with a trident-rapier, and suddenly he's a little glad it's a thing he missed. He likes the kind, smiling Alisaie a lot better...
Scratching a little at his cheek a little for a moment with a gloved finger, he hands her a fork. ]
Well, it's a bit of a relief at least to know it won't last.
It should not, according to all the literature I've read on it. And my own experiences, of course.
[ alphinaud has a picture of her, but she won't offer it at the moment. it's of an angry looking alisaie, mad in her nest of untamable hair.
but she is back to normal at the moment, thank god. no odd urges to protect her territory left. ]
They are ... quite cute on you, though. We have a race where I'm from - Miqo'te - that have couerl-like ears and tails. Nothing like a wolf's ears.
[ alphinaud has a picture of her, but she won't offer it at the moment. it's of an angry looking alisaie, mad in her nest of untamable hair.
but she is back to normal at the moment, thank god. no odd urges to protect her territory left. ]
They are ... quite cute on you, though. We have a race where I'm from - Miqo'te - that have couerl-like ears and tails. Nothing like a wolf's ears.
[ "Cute."
She wins a small, surprised blush. Unfortunately for him, he's pale enough that it's still rather noticeable. ]
"Couerl"? [ "Wolf" he got, at least. Although wait, did that mean she thought his were like that?
--actually that makes his tattered pride puff up just a tiny bit. (And ears, literally, as they've perked up quite brightly.) That sounds so much more dashing than people thinking they looked like puppy ears. ]
That's right, your brother mentioned... You're from somewhere called Eorzea?
She wins a small, surprised blush. Unfortunately for him, he's pale enough that it's still rather noticeable. ]
"Couerl"? [ "Wolf" he got, at least. Although wait, did that mean she thought his were like that?
--actually that makes his tattered pride puff up just a tiny bit. (And ears, literally, as they've perked up quite brightly.) That sounds so much more dashing than people thinking they looked like puppy ears. ]
That's right, your brother mentioned... You're from somewhere called Eorzea?
[ she has a puzzled look for his repitition of the words, but when he mentions eorzea she smiles again. (it also helps he looks a little happier about the ear situation). ]
Yes - a continent called Eorzea. We're from a city called Sharlayan. We've wolves, whom you can only wear the ears of if you've skinned one or fashioned your own, and then coeurls. I think you call them cats here?
[ she ran into noctis as a black coeurl, but was later corrected. ]
Small, fuzzy, make a "meow" sound. There's a race of people called Miqo'te who share the ears, tails and markings of coeurls, though they aren't related.
Yes - a continent called Eorzea. We're from a city called Sharlayan. We've wolves, whom you can only wear the ears of if you've skinned one or fashioned your own, and then coeurls. I think you call them cats here?
[ she ran into noctis as a black coeurl, but was later corrected. ]
Small, fuzzy, make a "meow" sound. There's a race of people called Miqo'te who share the ears, tails and markings of coeurls, though they aren't related.
LMFAO it's fine, I secondguessed myself hard for a moment /shakes fist at squeenix
likethelight
2020-02-10 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh! He looks a bit relieved. ]
Yes, that sounds like a cat. [ It's funny, they really are such different worlds and yet with so many similarities. Honestly, that's the part he finds rather relieving. ]
To be honest, I suppose I should be more surprised or skeptical to hear that there is such a thing as people with cat features, but-- [ He reaches up and flicks one of his own fuzzy ones, before offering Alisaie a sheepish sort of smile. ]
With everything that's been going on the past few weeks, it's hard to find anything that shocking anymore. [ Although somehow it's rather mollifying to him to think there's a whole race of people like this and he isn't just some poor backfired science project, looking like he does. Still kind of weird, but a bit more comforting. ]
I've seen things like this happen before, but it was just temporary.
Yes, that sounds like a cat. [ It's funny, they really are such different worlds and yet with so many similarities. Honestly, that's the part he finds rather relieving. ]
To be honest, I suppose I should be more surprised or skeptical to hear that there is such a thing as people with cat features, but-- [ He reaches up and flicks one of his own fuzzy ones, before offering Alisaie a sheepish sort of smile. ]
With everything that's been going on the past few weeks, it's hard to find anything that shocking anymore. [ Although somehow it's rather mollifying to him to think there's a whole race of people like this and he isn't just some poor backfired science project, looking like he does. Still kind of weird, but a bit more comforting. ]
I've seen things like this happen before, but it was just temporary.
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