Nier, That sounds lovely! However, I am a bit concerned about space. ._. Would it be possible to meet you in your apartment, and perhaps then we can go to the tea shop?
[ She has a full length mirror tucked under her arm, and is dressed a bit lighter than usual—a high-waist skirt that meets her ankles, paired with a white top, the sleeves just barely puffy. She lowers her sunglasses and then tucks them into her collar as she walks in and looks at him. ]
I was not aware vampires slept. Are you alright?
[ The food is noted but let's be real; half of it is going to end up in her fridge. ]
I see... I will update my notes then, my conversation with another vampire implied otherwise.
[ ...And she admittedly assumed from the bags under his eyes he wasn't a sleeper. Hm. ]
The mirror will go back with me, I need it for someone else tonight... or tomorrow. For now, [ She had asked for his room, but she sets the mirror against a wall adjacent him, and then pulls a strip of measuring tape and a roll of blue fabric out. ] Arms up, Nier.
It's what we called the pilots of the Divine Beasts, who would fight against Calamity Ganon and protect Hyrule.
[ Her arms come around him, the tape in hand, and she measures the circumference of his chest. It's easier to use both arms, so she feels like she's initiated the most awkward hug on the planet.
Goddess, if her father saw her now. ]
Truthfully, I do not think we excavated the texts detailing why they were called Champions.
[ And they weren't always called Champions, apparently. ]
You said you'd help me rebuild Hyrule. If this is possible, I would like to give you a title so none may question your position in court, and Champion seems quite nice with that definition. [ A beat. ] Would you prefer "Ser"?
[ She exhales through her nose; a laugh. She disagrees with him, but won't push the subject. She has to show him that she just thinks fondly of him, bit by bit. ]
Oh...I’ll try not to cause any trouble. It’s your home and all.
[ the...point goes over his head, as most things of this nature do. still, there’s a cant of the head at what she says next. ]
I sew too. My clothes are my own work. [ his eyes flicker down. ] My mother was a seamstress, so I picked up a little from her. ...What I could, at least.
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omg that’s when he joined the [bleep]
4 PM is okay :)
We can meet at the tea shop
They have flowers there
- Nier
STOP IT
Nier,
That sounds lovely!
However, I am a bit concerned about space. ._.
Would it be possible to meet you in your apartment, and perhaps then we can go to the tea shop?
Zelda
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Is my room big enough?
Wait
What do we need space for
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Your room should be the right amount of space.
:)
Zelda
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You didn't answer my question :|
- Nier
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But there is a knocking on the front door at 4pm sharp. One might wonder if she showed up early and anxiously paced the hall. ]
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the door swings open. nier's fitted in a comfortable long sleeved shirt and some sweatpants.
his hair is kind of a mess, also, like he woke up 20 minutes ago. ]
Hey. Come in.
[ when she does, there'll be food on the table. nothing remarkable, just some pumpkin stew, beef meddalions and a loaf of freshly baked bread. ]
That's for you. Eat as much as you want.
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I was not aware vampires slept. Are you alright?
[ The food is noted but let's be real; half of it is going to end up in her fridge. ]
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[ the...dress is noted after a good minute or so. ]
You can leave that in my room. What's this about, Zelda?
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[ ...And she admittedly assumed from the bags under his eyes he wasn't a sleeper. Hm. ]
The mirror will go back with me, I need it for someone else tonight... or tomorrow. For now, [ She had asked for his room, but she sets the mirror against a wall adjacent him, and then pulls a strip of measuring tape and a roll of blue fabric out. ] Arms up, Nier.
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[ and then— ]
...Huh?
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[ She t-poses. ]
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I'm going to measure you.
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[ A beat. ]
If you would like to. In Hyrule it is tradition for the princess to sew garments for her Champions, and I would like you to share that honor.
[ A shorter pause. ]
You may reject if you would like.
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[ he uh, awkwardly raises his arms. ]
What do you mean by champion, exactly? I didn't win anything.
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[ Her arms come around him, the tape in hand, and she measures the circumference of his chest. It's easier to use both arms, so she feels like she's initiated the most awkward hug on the planet.
Goddess, if her father saw her now. ]
Truthfully, I do not think we excavated the texts detailing why they were called Champions.
[ And they weren't always called Champions, apparently. ]
You said you'd help me rebuild Hyrule. If this is possible, I would like to give you a title so none may question your position in court, and Champion seems quite nice with that definition. [ A beat. ] Would you prefer "Ser"?
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Position in court...? I don’t think I have the mind for that kind of thing.
[ it’s a half truth. he’d been smarter than he’d let on, but the idea of being anything more than a mercenary or a caretaker was inconceivable. ]
Just call me Nier. We’re friends, you don’t have to get formal with me.
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You are just Nier.
[ She moves to his arm, looks at him through the corner of her eye. ]
And as Nier, you have the mind for a great many things. You'd put the chef out of the kitchen in a week, I bet!
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[ being complimented this much was an oddity. but worse of all, it’s getting harder to conceal the red tint to his features. ]
I’d be happy to help around though. I’ll take whatever work you give me.
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I intend to put you to work.
[ The other arm now. ]
But you, I suspect, will put me to work, as well.
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[ he cranes his head to look at her, a brow raising with curiosity. ]
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She looks back to her work. ]
You are a busy person. Keeping up with you is... enjoyable, but work in it's own right.
[ UM. That's not what she wanted to say, but she's too embarrassed to say anything else. ]
Your hands are delicate, if a bit rough.
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[ the...point goes over his head, as most things of this nature do. still, there’s a cant of the head at what she says next. ]
I sew too. My clothes are my own work. [ his eyes flicker down. ] My mother was a seamstress, so I picked up a little from her. ...What I could, at least.
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