dualislogs | A God and a Sorceress

Who: Loki Odinson, Rinoa Heartilly
What: New roomies getting to know one another. Rinoa giving a proper welcome.
When: Early September (Backdating AHOY)
Where: Dorms (Floor 2 - Room 201)
Warnings: Unlikely to be any. Will update if necessary.

She'd barely gotten to know Billy when he was there and when he was gone, she couldn't help but frown. I should have spoken up more, she thought to herself. Wishes are too little too late, aren't they. It sure seemed like since she'd arrived that she'd wanted to do... a lot of wishing.

Rinoa still didn't quite know where she fit in and being faced with solitude for however so long it would be granted to her, it was difficult not to feel a little lonely. A bit like an island. She wondered idly if Nida ever felt the same way. Perhaps not. At the end of the day, he was still a child of the Garden.

The day that Loki was to arrive, however, happened to be a fortuitous one, considering it kept Rinoa from falling too deep into that rabbit hole. She had been considering visiting the cafe, though it wasn't for work purpose, and instead she was greeted by someone... who was not Billy at all.

"Uhm," she began as she looked up. And... up and up. Because when next to one another, Rinoa was a decent bit smaller than... well. The new companion who certainly didn't look like he fit in. "...Hi!"

Sticking out her hand, she smiled brightly. "Are you lost? Can I help you find something? Someone maybe?"

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"Oh, right."

Rinoa pinched the bridge of her nose. A stupid implied question on her part. How would he know considering he hadn't really gone anywhere else. And Rinoa didn't... exactly know everywhere because Squall had cautioned her against going too many places alone.

"I don't know my way around super well, but I can take you some places, if you want. If you like cats, I work at the cat cafe." Although she supposed they weren't really cats. Alien cats. Something like it. A surprise for the unexpected.

"Perhaps not too alien." He smiled, though, nodding. "I've visited many worlds. Few things surprise me."

And he'd lived a long time by her standards. "But I may take you up on that offer." He made am otion around their shared space. "I clearly have nothing."

Rinoa watched him and couldn't help sneaking a glance over to her own side of things. Because honestly... she probably could have used some more stuff, too. At the end of the tale, their little apartment together looked kind of sad. Rinoa made a note to figure out what kinds of things he liked, so she could fill their space with them.

"Did you come here with anything? Some of the people I know were able to bring weapons from home, I think. And some trinkets from other worlds they'd been to. Or... you could be like me, I suppose, and only came with the clothes on your back."

But judging from how he stood there with nothing but the magic in his hands, she suspected his situation was quite a bit similar to hers. At least Squall had a gunblade. She didn't even have a weapon. "I guess the formalities aside, if you're hungry, Loki, I can take you out to eat."

"I'm afraid not." He'd left his world with nothing except the clothes he'd had. The ship he'd been traveling upon was ravaged, held together by a force beyond the knowledge of most, and he'd stood up to the man who had recently become the most powerful man in the universe, and had died for it. He shook his head. That didn't matter anymore.

"It's been some time since I've eaten, actually. Thank you."

She smiled apologetically. She could understand where he was coming from. But at least she had her friends. She began to wonder if Loki had anything of the same, yet found it not necessarily appropriate to ask him of that yet.

When he took her invitation, she brightened up again. The company would be nice. "Well, then. Let's change that up, hm? Can't have you fainting away on me. After all, it's always the prince kissing the princess awake. I don't think I've ever read it being the opposite way around."

Loki's allies were even fewer than his friends, and at the moment, he had none, not here at the least. His brother was the closest thing in his world he could count as one, and he was far from his reach. The likelihood of there being anyone here who wished him anything other than animosity was slim and something he would not count upon in times of strife. No, he'd go it alone, as he'd always done.

"While I do exist to abolish stereotypes, I'd rather fall in chivalrous duty rather than for fault of skipping dinner." He smiled that charming smile of his and motioned toward the door. "After you."

"In chivalrous duty," Rinoa parroted, unable to keep herself from grinning. Maybe because his was so infectious. "Sounds like something a prince would say." She bounded past him, evidently more than a little excited for the opportunity to go out and about. Not that she couldn't go out on her own, but rather that she recollected Squall's preference that she not do such. At least until she had a weapon. Or maybe better control over her sorceress powers. Either way, Loki was just going to have to play bodyguard this time out.

Hopefully he wouldn't mind.

Just outside, she waited for him as she considered their options on where to go. "There's a cute variety of diners all over the city if you want to check one of them out. There's honestly more bars and cafes than there are restaurants. There's also a grocery store, which... is kind of useless to us both since we don't cook, but they probably have stuff there we can eat too." That wasn't raw, of course. "I'm going to guess the diner is our best bet."

After a moment, she paused, "I guess because you're a prince you might be used to really fancy things. If that's true, I have to warn you that the diners aren't fancy at all. I hope that's okay."

"Really? Imagine that." Rinoa was indeed a curiosity, but there was an energy about her he recognized. It may be new to her, but she desired something very similar to himself: acceptance. The longer he was in this place, which had so far been admittedly short, the more the reality of it was sinking in. He was trapped here, but when last he'd been aware he'd died at the hands of a monster, and now this?

And so, as he joined her outside, he was all smiles and flippancy, the perfect way to disguise anything untoward, and he laughed.

"The diner it is, then. I've already accepted slumming it." And he offers her an arm. "Shall we?"

She remained utterly oblivious to the thoughts whirling about in his head and though Rinoa tended to be an occasional good judge of character, even as she eyed him, she couldn't even make a remote intuition observation about him.

Yet most of her thoughts to do so went out proverbial window when she found him offering his arm. Brightening up, and completely unaccustomed to that kind of behaviour, she was immediately charmed. (Not that she'd ever been uncharmed since Loki had arrived, in truth.) With a distinct kind of pleasure, she loosely curled a slender arm about his.

"Yeah! Let's go~!"

...Maybe she was a little too happy.

Wrapping this here is good. Loki now has a love of bacon. :)

A God and a Sorceress

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We can either wrap this up here, they can do diner stuff. Whatever you'd like! ♥

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