dramatispersonae | Guy Cecil's Heart

"Do you really?" she studies him. "Hmm."

[holds his hands up disarmingly

note this gesture works better when you do not actually carry a sword in your left hand]

Honest.

"You look like some kind of lowly bandit to me."

She says, but she doesn't seem intimidated. She puts her hands on her hips, her chin high.

Hey! Lowly? I don't at least look like a bandit king?

That gets a smile. "Wouldn't you at least need an impressive hat for that?"

"B-- bandit king?"

The tiny Guy has overheard you, and he sputters, clamoring up and hiding behind Vandesdelca, clutching his leg. Mary sighs.

"Gailardia! Don't cower! Honestly, even if he was, what kind of heir would cower at a time like this!"

A hat. I'll keep that in mind.

[turns and drops down so he's more at level with Guy without necessarily getting closer]

Bandits are pretty scary, huh?

GAILARDIA STARES AT YOU WITH HUGE WATERY EYES O_O Vandesdelca (who is... less than ten years old) stands up straighter, putting his hand on Guy's head and staring suspiciously but not nervously at Yuri.

It's good to be scared of things, as long as it doesn't run your life. You get to be too head strong, you end up making a mess of things and starting fights you don't have to.

. . .

"I don't really want to fight. . ." he squeaks out.

Why he squeaked that may become apparent quickly, as the young lady lets out an exasperated sigh. "It's hard enough to make him stand up at all, Mr. Bandit King."

[looking at Guy, though technically speaking to the young lady]

In my experience, the people who don't want to fight are the best kind of people. There are plenty of other people who can't get enough of it.

"He can learn that lesson after he's grown a bit," she huffs.

Gailardia seems to be peeking out a bit more at him, and Vandesdelca seems to be sssomewhat relaxing, though still alert and protective.

I was a feisty kid who liked to fight and look at me. I grew up to be a bandit king.

Back to O_O

The girl huffs. "And what is Mr. Bandit King's name?" she asks. "I am Mary Galan of Gardios."

Yuri Lowell.

In the edges of your vision, the building seems frayed - intangible? The edges shimmer eerily. You look closer but it's gone. Only when you aren't looking does it seem like something isn't quite right. You can't put your finger on it.

Mary smiles. "It's good to meet you, Yuri Lowell." She looks at Gailardia. "Go on, introduce yourself properly."

"...G-- Gailardia Galan of Gardios," he says, wide eyed and clutching Vandesdelca's pant leg. But he has sneaked out to beside him instead of behind him.

[holds his glance briefly before turning to Guy, holding out a hand for a fistbump]

It's nice to meet you, Guy.

He stares at the fist.

"Um..."

[mimics the correct gesture]

... Tiniest... fistbump?

[cute]

What are you playing?

[o///o]

"... Gardener..."

That shimmer at the corner of your eyes again.

[tries to follow it without alarming bb Guy]

How do you play that?

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