sweethymns | ғaтe/alт.dιѕтorтιon ii

... I mean, I don't mind getting dressed up. I really don't.

[On another, perhaps even more quiet part of the ship, Lien has her arms draped across a railing staring out into the ocean, her back turned away from the noise, crowd, and festivities. And weirdly enough, she has company in the form of a dark eyed familiar of Caster's who stands next to the young Master, hands clasped together and staring unblinkingly out into the ocean as well. It doesn't reply to Lien's assertions so the latter just uses this as the opportunity to confide in what is essentially a brick wall right now.]

... I'm not used to it. There were so many people looking at me and I just don't want the attention from people I don't know... Ugh, I'm just being childish, I know, I know!

[ Sadly, the Master-Servant bond makes it impossible for Lien to hide out for too long. Like a moth drawn to a flame, Cu is also drawn to his Master's presence, and he meanders through the boat deck and the crowd of people to find Lien talking to one of Caster's Servants.

Lien, in...

...not her usual clothes??? Oh god.

He stifles a laugh, and then actually makes the effort of hopping a few feet up to get a good vantage point from the top of the balcony above where Lien is standing, and once he gets there... well.

He yells: ] Nice outfit change, little lady!

[And then she turns around.

Ai was right when she said Lien was dressed differently from her. While the former's softness and genteel was preserved and enhanced, Lien somehow looks more... mature? Sophisticated? Well, certainly more exposed that's for sure. Her bangs have been swept aside and her velvety, dark, and shimmering dress hugged her figure in a way that transformed her from a innocuous girl into someone whose sensuality became more apparent.]

... Ah.

[She glances to the side, wrapping her arms around herself, clearly trying to look casual. And kind of failing.]

Edited 2015-10-05 07:51 (UTC)

[ Cu, as flippant and casual as he is about most things, is usually also honest to a fault. He doesn't bother hiding how he feels about seeing Lien in something so revealing and form-fitting, and he expresses himself with a bluntness that's as embarrassing as Diarmuid's forthrightness. ]

Nice view.

[ A low whistle, and he hops up onto the balcony railing, crouches while balanced on the balls of his feet. ]

Riiight.

[There's a touch of irateness in her tone, but his flippancy probably helps her relax as she turns face him again, crossing her arms this time.]

Can't shake you off can I?

Hey, you're welcome to try. Might get your new clothes wet, though.

[ But he's chuckling, and a second later, he drops down next to Lien from the balcony, silent and weightless. ]

Remind me to thank Caster later.

I'm sure she heard your thanks.

[Lien gestures with her head towards the silent familiar that hasn't moved from its spot.]

Seriously, these guys are everywhere.

Edited 2015-10-06 02:16 (UTC)

Huh. That kind of kills the mood.

[ He'd try to prod the familiar with his spear, but... that seems ill-informed, so he refrains. Instead, he jerks his head up towards the balcony he jumped down from. ]

Want to move up?

There was a mood?

[LIEN!!

She nods though, brushing her hair behind one ear.]

Well, as long as there aren't any other people around.

[And then...]

"Will both of you be in need of a bedroom?"

[The familiar faces the duo, suddenly bringing up a harmless(?) question. And it takes Lien a second.]

Uh...

"Take your time. Please inform any of us if you need anything."

[It bows its head and then goes away in an opposite direction. Lien's covering her face in her hands... What is this evening turning out to be...]

[ At first, he doesn't really understand the offer— what, did it think they needed privacy?

But then it sinks in, implication and all, and like clockwork, Cu starts cracking up. Why wouldn't he, right? ]

You think it's too late to take her up on her offer?

[ Settle down, dog. ]

[She looks up at Cu through her fingers.]

I think she's just making fun of me now. Both of you are making fun of me aren't you?

[ A soft bark of a laugh at that, and he puts his hands on his hips. ]

What would you say if I said I wasn't kidding, huh?

[She sets her hands down, transitioning into a thinking pose instead.]

. . .

. . .

[oh my god she is thinking seriously.]

If that's the case... I'd say now's not the time to skip steps even if the offer sounds really good.

[ And similarly, Cu takes the same amount of time to think about her reply to the question. ]

...Good answer.

[ That's his assessment, and he offers Lien a hand after he delivers it with conviction. ]

Next best thing, then. Come on, take my hand.

[And despite herself, Lien smiles up at the Servant, and accepts his hand without any reluctance.]

Ah, so there it is. You're actually being a knight.

[ He'd roll his eyes if he weren't feeling so lively right now; in lieu of that, he hoists Lien up with one arm so that she's sitting on his forearm, tucked against his chest. ]

Wrong Lancer. The kid is the knight— I'm a warrior.

And a bothersome one at that.

[... It's amazing to her really. How much she lightens up around him and not in her usual way where Lien uses flippancy to deal with what's in front of her. Just a minute ago, she felt uptight about having to change her clothes and being so exposed to so may strangers' eyes and in the process became worried about how he saw her.

He always seemed to make her concerns and worries disappear. She presses her forehead against his with an amused look in her eyes before pulling away.]

Luckily for you, you're the one bothersome man I'll deal with.

[ Her easy banter is good on his ears, and he gives Lien a warning squeeze before hopping up on the railing surrounding the second floor of the cruise ship, then the third, then the fourth—

—all the way to the top, on the observatory tower that protrudes into the sky. It's a prohibited area, but he doubts Caster or anyone else cares, or is even keeping track.

He doesn't lower Lien onto the narrow standing space when he gets there, and keeps her securely in his arms instead. ]

'Bothersome', huh. Is that... what do you guys call it, in this time period? 'Tsundere'?

[ A laugh, and he nudges her with his forehead. ]

I keep things exciting.

[~~Lancer... what kind of things are you learning from this era...~~ Wow, they are really high up. One familiar does pass by, but it pays the two no heed, allowing them to have the tower to themselves. Lien hangs on to Lancer rolling her eyes at his remark.]

... Anyway. It is nice up here.

[Okay, so she feels a bit lame for saying something so dull, but she's gotta work with something.]

Thanks for making sure we're away from the other people. I guess I'll always be tired out by big crowds.

Edited 2015-10-15 03:46 (UTC)

Thought you might want to get away from the others. It's not much of a party up here, but the quiet isn't bad, either.

[ For someone who's as accustomed to partying as hard as he fights, the peace is a change of pace. Not a bad one, which he indicates with a grin and a light shrug. ]

So? What's on your mind, little lady?

Where to start?? Although, first off, I'm kind of glad we don't have to fight Caster for now.

[She nods affirmatively.]

She's scary.

What, are we getting straight to business? I thought you'd want to talk about your dress first.

[ A light chuckle, and Cu finally sets Lien down against the railings, brushes a hand down her dress to get any dust off of it. ]

Don't worry about Caster. Or, what— you think I can't handle her?

[She blinks up at him when he sets her down and fiddles with her fingers when he mentions her dress.]

Ah. Well... To be fair...

[Look... the longer she can avoid talking about her belly piercing, the better.]

Well, I think if one gave her enough reason, she'd release all the hell fury she has. Which I think is more than people would give her credit for, seeing as how much effort she puts into her poise.

Not going to refute you on that one. I've seen enough women who are scary when they're angry.

[ He trained under one, for example. The look on Lancer's face almost turns fond, nostalgic, even— Caster might be their ally for now, but at the core of it, he's still willing to fight the good fight against her if he has to. ]

Especially when they try to be calm most of the time.

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