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[003E - Audio/Video] - Report #2

[Someone's still not wearing her school uniform. Not as an insult. Likely a need for individuality.

Fingers at the bottom of her chin, she looks thoughtful. And perhaps minutely concerned.]

For as much as I seemed to think these grounds were different and foreign to Magvel, I'm coming to find some... odd similarities. The unease in the town, the oppression of innocent people, and the talks of fanciful social galas.

In some ways, it's almost as if I have not left Renais at all.

[With a slight frown, she continues.]

While I likely shouldn't be concerned, Prince Innes' silence is a little troubling, as well. But I may be thinking too much of it.

I'd like to take the opportunity to view the grounds with less of an investigative gaze and a more appreciative one. What do you all do when you need to distract yourselves?

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[Not bad for your first try...you did hit the target. The wee edge of the white, but you hit it.

Really not too bad a shot.

He looked like he wanted to say something but he was pretty focused on the tone of her voice.

But he really wanted to say something.]

...

That was a well done shot for someone who just picked up a bow.

[It was after her shot that regardless of how it turned out, she'd had every intent to simply continue along with her train of thought. But his compliment caught her off guard and she had to actually put herself back together.

With that modesty.

Lowering his bow with her left hand, her right settled about her clavicle.]

Flatter me so, and I'll begin believing you when you say things like that.

[But she was giving a small smile, so she must have liked what he said.]

You and Prince Innes make it look effortless. There's much that goes into it, and I am poor at putting myself to some kind of ease. I'm sure you became quite aware of it.

[Yeah. When you shifted her, you bold man.]

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[What was the correct response? He knew he might have stepped out of bounds again. What did you want from him? No really. What did you want from him? You were welcoming one moment and then Connor let you in on his circle of trust. But when he was thinking he was helping, you tensed up and froze like that. Was it a little...frustrating? Maybe just...a little.]

...Perhaps I have been. I assumed it was just nerves.

[She saw how he looked. And she knew how awkward she felt, because she knew he was waiting. Patiently. For her to scold him? For her to simply lay down the rule of not going so near to her? What was it that had caught her so when he did such a thing? Was it the same thing the day she took him by the arm?

It wasn't as if she hadn't imagined what it'd be like to have the kind of friendship where they could playfully swat one another. Was it because she felt like she had to be older around him? That otherwise he'd see her as a child. Eirika wished she knew something more definite.]

I'm sorry.

[It was all she could start with. As her head ducked, she thought it... silly that she, a princess, was apologising to him.]

It surprised me. I wasn't expecting it. I... [As she eyed him, she tried to find the words to say exactly what she thought. Well. Felt.] Not that I didn't like it. [A pause.] I'm not saying that I-

[This whole thing was silly.]

It would be nice, if we could be the kind of people who can do that without hesitance. I'm not accustomed to it, though, so... it... would be nice if we could work on that. Together. [Because she knew he wasn't accustomed to it either.]

[...And that cued to Connor biting his lip. He really didn't expect her to apologize. At all. He actually expected her to get a little angrier? Then she got soft and.

And.

Uh.

Confused.]

What...are you saying? I am not sure I understand. If you are simply one who wants personal space...

[Uh, and...what then.]

[She simply stared at him. Really?

Eirika didn't know what to say. He'd officially stumped her. So lifting her right hand, she scratched at her cheek and looked aside. And tried not to blush.

Which didn't go very well.]

I don't dislike you in my personal space.

[Oddly to the point.]

...

[ghhk]

[Okay to distract himself from looking possibly like an idiot, he went to fetch the arrow. He tried to be slow in his stride. Hooolllly shiiiiit, what to even saaaaaay? He felt pretty flattered? His face looked like he wanted to say something but. Words.]

[She regretted her words. Not because they weren't true. Because if she'd known he would react in such a way, she wouldn't have said anything to begin with.

So she waited for his inevitable return and patiently held up his bow for him to take.

And not surprisingly, she was wordless as well.]

[He brought his hand to the bow, but he didn't take it yet. More or less, it was just so Eirika can pay attention to him and what he was going to say. Because he was thinking hard about it. His face was gentle, as if he was being earnest.]

...Sorry.

We keep telling each other we have a lot to work on.

I am just unsure how. But perhaps we both have to change, if only just a little so we do not be this way.

[And she did listen. Hard not to when he'd deliberately stopped just to keep her attention. To be fair, he usually had it, even when there was something she disagreed with. At first, it may have been because of the connection between him and Seth.

But in the present and not much before then, it was because she truly wanted to.]

It's-

[She blinked and gave a rather sheepish smile as she thought about how to speak.]

I haven't learned how to have a relationship with a man. Aside from... my coronation and following ideals. [Children, she meant.] I don't dislike you. I'm not offended by you. I just... don't know how to act.

I will do my best. [She nodded and she thought about leaning over to touch him and paused about halfway there. Because she didn't know if it was okay.]

You do not have any friends who are men?

[Connor stood there, looking curious now.]

Then I think...perhaps it would help if you do not see me so much as a man? But rather, just a friend who is merely different from you.

[He's...started to really try this. He didn't want her uncomfortable. He had met some good women who became his friends after all.]

[She paused and thought before she spoke.]

Well, no. It's not that. Prince Innes is a friend, I'd say. And there was Lyon, too. Lyon's like... [Eirika tipped her head left and right with some thought.] Lyon is a friend. [Was a friend? She didn't even know and she knew she looked troubled.]

[So she focused elsewhere. On Connor for one. His response did gain from her a smile. Amused, she seemed to be by his words.]

I enjoy seeing you as a man, Connor. I like... not putting you in the same category as Prince Innes or others that I know.

...Heheheh.

[Wow, his heart felt like a feather for a second. He...actually accepted that? How was that so? Maybe it was the way she said it? He had a feeling they might've became close lately. But that close? For Connor be mean so much to a person, well...he knew comrades like that come in a dime a dozen. Homesteaders, the Brotherhood, his village...then Eirika...all people he could feel had a large value in his little native heart.

And yet, Eirika still felt...very different.

And then, when he went down that route...his felt off in his stomach.]

You...have been very kind to me since I arrived.

I can...safely say this place would have not been the same have I not had you as my ally. I value you and your kindness immensely, Eirika.

[Oh, by the Everlasting. She was blushing. She felt it so intensely that she almost covered her face. Not that he would have noticed. At least it always seemed that he overlooked it, which she was typically appreciative of.

For him to respond the way he did, warmed her to her very centre. In a fashion that she was unfamiliar with. Not something she disliked. Something that made her think of him as...]

I believe I mirror the thoughts. You've become very special to me.

[And there it was. Just like that. Connor was special to her. That was why she didn't want to compare him to anyone that. That was why she wanted him to be... simply himself. He could be no Innes. He could be no Seth. He could be no wise Saleh. Connor had to be Connor and that was all she wanted him to be.]

Thank you.

[...Oh. Oh.

That was. Oh. Connor's mouth turned into one of his small smiles, but you could swear his eyes made the smile even bigger. He was practically beaming.

He finally gestured to the bow. He should...he should move on.

They established what they wanted, and Connor's heart was so much afloat that he needed to ground himself lest he would make an even bigger fool of himself.

Jeez, if his dad were here. If Achilles were here. IF ANY GUY, OR MAYBE GIRL, HE KNEW WERE HERE...they would probably smack him for being like this.]

...Would you like to try again?

Edited (oh wow) 2013-05-17 16:11 (UTC)

[When was it that she realised she could stand there and simply smile at him? For hours, perhaps? She wasn't even sure. But the way her chest grew so painfully tight, it wasn't unbearable. If anything, she seemed to mirror him, but was quite a bit more transparent.

It wasn't until he spoke up again that she noticed she'd not taken her eyes off of him. Unable to hide the way she was smiling, she looked aside and finally tried to cover her mouth, just so she wouldn't be so obvious. And then she nodded, a seemingly healthy flush of pink kissing her cheeks.

Undoubtedly to stay that way for quite some time.]

Yes. If you have not tired of instructing me.

Not at all.

[He took a step back now, but not without handing her the arrow.]

Let us work on the aim then. If you are ready. We could also work on it at a later time after this if you so would like.

[Speeeeaaaaking of which...he might be available for...something later maybe.]

[She eyed his arrow and then thought over his words.]

Are you looking to cut our gathering so short, Connor?

[Eirika was teasing and she was fairly certain it was obvious. But all the same, she held his arrow to her with reverence and the gentleness that only she could really hold.

...Was that a hint?]

[He shook his head. Sorry. Teasing him is like teasing a wall. He took it seriously.]

Of course not. I am merely stating that it could be something we can continue doing, if you like.

[mmmmaybe]

[Her smile was a glowing one, because he didn't seem to know what the meaning of... Well. Lighthearted chatter was.]

I spoke in jest, sweet Connor.

[She offered him a nod.] I would not be adverse to an additional excuse to see you.

[Then she looked aside and tapped at her chin with some thought, as if trying to figure out how to put her idea into words.]

A question, if I may. And I apologise beforehand for interrupting our archery practise.

[I am not sweet. tsuntsuntsun...

Oh anyway then. Ahem. Question.]

...What is it?

[Her head tipped to eye her hands. Well, more or less the arrow, and as if to distract herself, she tapped her left hand forefinger against the point. It was the first time she was asking anything of this nature and for as direct as she could be when it came to a kingdom, it wasn't really simple to be direct over her own feelings.

What did feelings really have to do with it anyway? Well, she knew they were involved. In the same way Connor had practically beamed, she certainly had her own form of 'flight' in one way or another.

Perhaps going for the throat wasn't the way to do it. With a newly-found resolve, her head tipped up and she straightened her posture.]

What think you of social galas?

[...?]

I...have not attended far too many.

[What a. What a question. He had been to a...wedding reception. Helped planned it even. But actively going to a party for the hell of it?

Nnnnnnot a familiar thing.]

Why do you ask?

Well.

[Her expression contorted a bit. Nervously. How did a conversation like that go?]

There's one at the end of this... calendar month. I was wondering if you might attend with me.

[There. That wasn't so hard. Except it kind of was, because she was pretty sure she was holding her breath.]

...You want me to attend a gala with you?

[HE IS INVITED. TO ESCORT A LADY.

No this means she REALLY TRUSTED HIM and they were gonna be FRIENDZIES. Wait a minute.]

You are speaking of the graduation celebration for students? Many students have discussed this as a major event.

Edited 2013-05-19 05:09 (UTC)

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