[ What does he mean, "For now"? Viren, you better not be starting more fires. Lux exhales deeply. ]
That's a relief. Considering what happened, I'm glad to hear you made it through safe and sound.
[ Yes, she really means that. This girl is too good to him. ]
I appreciate it. Would you prefer to speak in person, or does this work for you? I'm... [ An idiot. ] Not as mobile at the moment, but if you give me a little time, I can meet you somewhere.
[ Don't give her that look, Viren. You're not her dad. ]
That should work just fine. I'll see you then.
[ Even with the bumps and bruises she sustained while getting quite literally kicked around during the riots, Lux still manages to make it to the cafe early. Still smartly dressed, her dress isn't as form fitting around the middle as it normally might—she didn't crack anything thankfully, but having anything snug around her torso right now feels like slow torture.
Looking around for him, she will settle down at an empty table if he has yet to arrive. If she manages to pick him out, Lux will make her way over, her seemingly ever present, bright (although a few watts dimmer) smile on her face. ]
[ because lux arrives early, she probably beats viren there by about a minute and thirty seconds. with a demeanor that bright, even if somewhat dimmed, she's a beacon. now he's probably shoving past some poor person that had stuck their seat out just a bit too far, tailcoat billowing out behind him as he storms over (he does like dramatic entrances, despite having considered acting benign for this little exchange). ]
[ She's already figured out that he has a flair for the dramatic, but rushing ahead to pull out a chair for her takes her by surprise. She's even more taken aback by his question, blinking at him quickly before her smile pulls thin.
Ah, he's observant. Either that, or he's taking what she told him to the extreme. ]
I'm all right, really. [ She slowly slides into the chair, keeping her back straight.] I ran into some trouble in Dorchacht, during the riots. I'm mostly healed up—just a little achy.
[ don't become too fond of the niceties, lux, for they can be temporal and capricious. but yes, viren seats himself as well, his eyebrows furrowed, mouth pressed into a thin line that betrays just a hint of an unpleasant grimace. ... of course it was riots. ]
Yes... Since Witches are capable of healing magic, I would hope you would have that handled.
[ he sighs, plucking a set of menus from the center of the table. he slides her one, browsing his own as he glances back up to her intermittently. and now, more idly curiosity: ]
Were you actually rioting, or just in the wrong place at the wrong time?
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Date: 2019-09-29 11:34 pm (UTC)[ FOR NOWWWWW ]
[ sort of. anyway. dorchacht ended up in flames, but what's new, that's not precisely why he called. ]
I wanted to follow-up with you about the information you requested. Particularly, that regarding Dorchacht's history.
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Date: 2019-09-29 11:45 pm (UTC)morefires. Lux exhales deeply. ]That's a relief. Considering what happened, I'm glad to hear you made it through safe and sound.
[ Yes, she really means that. This girl is too good to him. ]
I appreciate it. Would you prefer to speak in person, or does this work for you? I'm... [ An idiot. ] Not as mobile at the moment, but if you give me a little time, I can meet you somewhere.
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Date: 2019-09-29 11:50 pm (UTC)... Why are you "not as mobile" at the moment?
[ he'll answer the question in a second. ]
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Date: 2019-09-29 11:59 pm (UTC)[ She sounds way too jovial about that for it to actually be true. ]
I'm kidding. I got into a bit of trouble a few days ago, so it takes me a little longer to get to places. It's nothing you need to worry about.
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Date: 2019-09-30 12:05 am (UTC)Fine. Meet me at [ insert name/location of some cafe ] in about an hour. Acceptable?
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Date: 2019-09-30 02:35 am (UTC)That should work just fine. I'll see you then.
[ Even with the bumps and bruises she sustained while getting quite literally kicked around during the riots, Lux still manages to make it to the cafe early. Still smartly dressed, her dress isn't as form fitting around the middle as it normally might—she didn't crack anything thankfully, but having anything snug around her torso right now feels like slow torture.
Looking around for him, she will settle down at an empty table if he has yet to arrive. If she manages to pick him out, Lux will make her way over, her seemingly ever present, bright (although a few watts dimmer) smile on her face. ]
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Date: 2019-09-30 02:48 am (UTC)[ yanking out a chair, ]
What happened to you?
[ hi, someone's rudely curious anyway ]
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Date: 2019-09-30 04:39 pm (UTC)Ah, he's observant. Either that, or he's taking what she told him to the extreme. ]
I'm all right, really. [ She slowly slides into the chair, keeping her back straight.] I ran into some trouble in Dorchacht, during the riots. I'm mostly healed up—just a little achy.
[ That's mostly true. ]
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Date: 2019-09-30 09:29 pm (UTC)Yes... Since Witches are capable of healing magic, I would hope you would have that handled.
[ he sighs, plucking a set of menus from the center of the table. he slides her one, browsing his own as he glances back up to her intermittently. and now, more idly curiosity: ]
Were you actually rioting, or just in the wrong place at the wrong time?