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[Valentine's Day Event] - Somebody To Love

[When the feed first turns on, the screen comes to life and wipes over with a glimmer; when Ramza finally comes into view, he's obviously just come from his shower, wearing a collared shirt unbuttoned, with beads of moisture trickling down his bare chest. The very air around him glitters even as he furiously towels off his head.]

How can-- Does anyone know how to make this stop? I attempted to wash its presence away, but that only made it worse...

[With a last tug, the towel whips free from his head, and his damp hair cascades into place across his scalp as droplets of water send glistening twinkles soaring slowly through the air to join the shower of rose petals.

Oh-so-romantically, he flicks one off of his shoulder.]

Can someone take this rose from me? Simply setting it down does nothing; mayhap I must freely offer it so. I will return the favor.

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Then--

[Well, he was at a loss for words in how to ask without seeming rude... but it wasn't as though he didn't look fool enough already. And though he casually pointed at the screen, an unseen force added a sparkling flourish to the gesture.]

--you were always thus? Gilded and feathered?

[…oh.

He takes a moment to push down the realisation that he's gotten to the stage of this being normal- or some kind of normal- for him, and shrugs, hands palm up.]

Dunno about always. Been long enough, I guess. Probably longer than this thing'll last, anyway.

[Nothing's scaly, at least.]

-where'd you find the rose, anyway?

[smooth.]

[So likely long before his arrival, though Davesprite's inability to find words for it didn't help to placate Ramza's confusion. He stared at the screen in befuddlement. What sort of bizzare, impossibly-convoluted world or deed could create such an entity?]

I... see.

[He certainly didn't understand, of course.]

A park bench. I had thought to take it home, only to then see a rain of petals upon my doorstep.

[Sburb. That's all. But that's really not something he's planning to dive into without a lot of prompting]

You didn't think it was some kind of trap? [but then, would someone?]

And it only activated when you got there?

Of course not. I had seen others in Saeng Song carrying roses by the bundle long before I stumbled upon this one; I'd taken it as a flower someone had misplaced, nothing more. I know not how one would even make a trap of such a thing or to what end...

[To say nothing of what the rose had actually been doing to him since.]

Ah, not quite... I had seen them falling here and there ever since I had taken the rose, but I only came to realize they fell in my wake when I made to fetch my key from my pocket and saw the petals still littering the floor at my feet.

Just randomly dropped from a bundle, or something. Nice to give to anyone you liked here.

Sounds kind of like a tripping hazard. But you look pretty damn fine from here.

[have a thumbs up.]

You gonna do anything with them?

Do you mean the petals?

[He glanced around to his feet; especially after all his talking, he was left with an abundance laying around...

Of course, thanks to the visual, it looked more like a coy, downward stare to match the glistening air and swirling petals around him.]

I hope I might find some use in them... Already I've more than I could ever have want for. But what can one do with just the petals?

[oh god he can't handle this. He's just going to put a hand up to cover his grin there.]

Uh. [good question.] Pull them out at the next wedding you hear about? Make some sort of decoration out of them? … Potpourri?

[Davesprite's amusement was plain enough even with his mouth covered, but Ramza couldn't blame him for finding the humor in this... even if he wished he wasn't the victim of the joke.]

I'm not much of a craftsman. Mayhap I could at least find a way to dry them until I find someone who would know a better use than I.

[maybe another time the situations will be reversed! you never know.]

Don't think potpourri takes that much more than drying them. But yeah, that should help preserve them for a while. [flowers are not as much his thing.]

[He had a point... if nothing else it'd make the place smell nice while he decided.

Eventually, Ramza throws aside his towel, which flutters to the ground like a plastic bag on the wind, leaving a shimmering trail in the air.]

I don't think we've met. I'm Ramza. Ramza Beoulve.

[always a plus.

no, seriously, how does he bottle this? Maybe he should find one of these roses anyway.]

Davesprite. Good to meet you. What kind of place're you from? [since that name sounds… well, pretty different.]

[Dave Sprite? That sounds almost normal. His question, on the other hand... it's a difficult one to try and put succinctly.]

...Rather unlike this one. Fewer wonders of invention, but rich with beasts, magic, and... [To be honest...] ...warring nobles.

With you ending up in the middle of all that? [at a guess.] How're you dealing with that?

[Is it that obvious? Well, at least some of the finer points hadn't come up.]

It was... no simple task. If only for a strong sword-arm and loyal allies, I endured.

[Even though some part of him wondered if there was a divine hand from above just as much as below...]

What of yours? I confess you have a look about you unlike anyone or anything I have ever seen.

[well, would they really go about managing to keep the lesser folk out of it?]

Isn't that always the way? Still, that sounds like something of an achievement.

[he flicks one wing, mouth pulling to one side a bit.]

Yeah, that's me, one of a kind. Got a few changes made, you know how it goes.

Changes--

[Just when he thought he couldn't find it any more puzzling.]

In my world, "How it goes" demands a demon's corruption of heart and flesh alike! Was this shape inflicted up you, or was it your own doing?

[…oh hell. WELL THEN]

Okay no it wasn't like that. [p… probably. SBURB, man. he shakes his head.] I chose to throw myself in. No demons, just a choice between a terrible sprite and my best friend managing to screw himself and us over completely like the doofus he is, or becoming the rad sprite I am and preventing all of that shit from happening. [does that mean it was entirely a choice, though? who knows. he suspects not, given the way Sburb tends to wind up things that don't further the alpha timeline, but that's not a line of thought he enjoys.] Not that that kind of stuff seems to apply here, though. Guess there's not a lot of point in knowing everything about a game this place doesn't have. [and thank god or whatever the hell might be out there for that.]

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[Valentine's Day Event] - Somebody To Love

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