Please, refrain from referring to me as “madam.” I do not run a brothel. “Lady Lalonde” will do quite nicely. And how does the day find you, Lord Winters?
Lady Lalonde it is.
My day fares normally. I’m back from the city, done with business and a bit of grocery shopping for the week.
Now I can just relax and enjoy myself for a few days, and chat with interesting people such as yourself!
And how about you? How was your day?
Poorly, unfortunately. I don’t believe we’ve been properly introduced yet; my name is Rose Lalonde, and I am a Seer and Mother.
A pleasure to meet you, madam Rose Lalonde.
A seer and a mother? Hehe, sounds like a full time job. Thank you for introducing yourself, as i’ve been wanting to talk to someone for awhile now but just didn’t have anyone…eheh.
> Crossing the broken path connecting your island with the city is quite a challenge. One you were accutely prepared for. It kept you from getting lazy, which was your justification for not having it repaired.
> The path was a series of floating islands only a few feet wide, with only the smallest amount of float crystal scattered across them, broken down into a sand. Float Sand was popular for making paths like this, after all.
> Each platform was spaced enough that one had to jump to proceed, and jump you did. It made going to the city and coming back exercise. You owned a float-bike, a sort of vehicle used by nobles to travel about the island, rune powered and float-crystal flown, but hardly ever used it.
> Several hops, skips, and jumps later, and you’re on ‘solid’ ground. Wiping some sweat from your brow, you smiled to yourself and headed inside. One shower later and you were back, sitting in front of your ‘laptop’ in your bed room and online, dressed only in your boxers. Let’s see if anyones online…
*She bite his hand and fingers a few more times looking over at the watch for a moment leaning a small hand over swatting at it*
It twirls and glints light at her. He pulls the hand that she’d been biting back and puts it in his pocket, smiling and slowly pulling the watch back when she got close to it.
*She leaned a small furry hand over starting to batting at his fingers chittering softly*
He smiled and wiggled his fingers at her own, gently papping them as he did so.
“Hehe. You’re really cute.”
*She grabbed right onto his hand latching her smaller ones around it as she started to bite both his hand and fingers like a kitten would*
Pausing for a moment, he tenses up. “…No biting, dear.”
Reaching into his pocket, be pulls out a pocket watch on a chain and spins it, trying to catch her attention with it.