Never fear, Astrid is here!

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He certainly wasn’t ready for the sudden contact, seeing how he was still quivering once she stopped hugging him. It also took him a few moments to realize that she was no longer touching him, keeping his eyes tightly closed up until then. The first thing Pan saw when he opened his eyes was Astrid’s small hand outstretched towards him. S-should I shake it? I suppose that’s what you’re supposed to do when someone offers their hand to you…

“I-I… I’m P-Pan Zaborovskii. I-I’m the the local t-tailor…”

This girl was a guard? She is so tiny… After a moment’s hesitation he reached out his thin, bony, bandage covered hand and shook her smaller hand, still shaking as he did so. He was still blushing fairly hard, but he forced a shudder to try shaking away his embarrassment. It had been so long since anyone tried communicating with him outside of business, and he knew it. After a few minutes of being lost in his thoughts, he realized that he was still gripping the tiny girl’s hand, and quite firmly too.

“A-AH! S-Sorry sorry!”

The tailor tugged his hand away quickly, realizing that he was probably seeming incredibly creepy and strange. Tugging at his pink and blue tunic for a few moments before pushing himself awkwardly off the ground, Pan tottered to a standing, swaying slightly with the weight of his pack. He literally towered over the girl, feeling really embarrassed at everything, that he was scared of something this small, how easily he was pushed around… He lifted a skinny arm around the back of his neck, rubbing it as he slouched a bit. The tailor bit his lip slightly as he forced a laugh.

“E-ehehe… “

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Astrid smiled cutely up at him as he shook his hand, feeling the light tremble in it and giggling at the fact. It was apparent that, up close, Astrid was indeed very small for her age, but her face was what really signified her age, bordering on the edge of more womanlike than childlike.

Oh! So he was the town's tailor! She knew where the shop was located, having passed it many times while on patrol, but never had the chance to go in due to how busy she was. Distracted by retracting the route in her head, it took her a few moments to realize that Pan... hadn't let go of her hand. Astrid raised an eyebrow, intrigued, but broke out into a smile once again when he pulled away all flustered-like. Even after all that happened, he was still nervous and apologetic, how cute!

Her smile faded, though, as Pan stood up. He was so tall! The only time she had felt so tiny next to someone was when she was in the presence of royalty! Although, oddly enough, this time, she wasn't satisfied by being dwarfed. Subconsciously, she began to scan the man's being for little spots. She could make a foothold there, and hang onto him by there...

Satisfied by her brief analysis, Astrid put on a cute smile, hopping once in her excitement.

"Okay, Pan! We're gonna be friends, got it? Got it!? Okay, good!!" Nevermind that she hadn't let Pan get a word in edgewise, she now had a friend!! How exciting!

Catching sight of the large pack he was holding, she suddenly gasped in realization; the whole reason they had met was because she stopped him from going out the gates, which she had learned that she had no reason to now! Darting behind the man, Astrid gave him a solid shove towards the gate.

"Now comeon! You're gonna be late for... for... whatever you were doing!! Now GO!!"

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Ismene laughed and guided the youth to the street where she would buy her the icecream. What a delightful young youth she was.

"So tell me Miss Astrid, what is your favorite flavor?" Ismene asked letting go of her shoulder to lace her hands together. She grinned and turned to look at the young girl with interest.

"I know a great place, it can be a little crowded though, so I hope you won't mind a little bit of a wait."

Taking the woman's hand, having to reach up slightly to do so, she skipped along joyfully. What an honor, being treated by the very own princess-in-waiting!

"Oh, um, I like chocolate a lot!" Astrid looked excitedly up at Ismene as she spoke, basking in her smile. Was this exciting or what!?

"I don't mind waiting, miss!" The young teen's smile faltered. "Erm... what's your name, miss?"

#IC #felicitasaqua

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Pan slowly was starting to calm down, his rhythmic rocking slowing his shaking a bit. She wasn’t going to kill him, and now that he knew this, he began to settle down and be less scared. It’s okay, it’ll be okay… Wait… What was she doing? She was coming closer, and…

“W-Wh… What are you you d-doing!? P-please stop, w-w-what are you doing!?!”

The skinny man was suddenly embraced and all of his panic resurged almost instantly. Shaking wildly once again, he tried moving his arms out of the awkward hug to push her away, but couldn’t. A strong embarrassed blush flooded his face, making his face almost the same color as his shirt. O-oh god, human contact. It’d been a long time since anyone had physical contact with him. It must have been years. His heart rate hitched faster, pounding in his chest as he shivered in her arms. The lanky tailor began to tear up now, less from fear now and more from sheer embarrassment. Why was she doing this!? In public too, everyone could see them and he didn’t even know the girl! What would people think! This is not okay! Not okay at all! He had to get out of here, this was a bad situation!

“P-p-please please stop! D-don’t d-do this please!”

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The man's reaction was immediate; he must really not be used to hugs! she immediately thought as she heard his words of protest. Truthfully, she didn't really want to let go, because he was warm and she rather enjoyed the physical contact associated with hugs, but after his next string of panicked words, Astrid uncoiled her arms from around the shaking man, scratching the back of her head with a wide smile.

"Awh, you don't have to be so modest about it! 'S just a hug!"

It only took a few more seconds of silence for her mind to come to a conclusion--she liked this person. He wasn't a criminal, and he was so nice and modest! Forget the fact that he seemed a bit paranoid. Astrid stuck her hand out to him immediately, bending over a tiny bit in a little psuedo bow.

" 'names Astrid, official guard of the Pratus region! Nice to meet 'ya, guy!"

Ismene was surprised by this young lady's stature, and started to giggle uncontrollably which turned into a laugh pretty soon. She wiped a away a tear. "What a beautiful young soul you are, inside and out. I'm sure we will be good close friends, I'm positive of it in fact." She smiled and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Now why not start this off with me buying you an ice-cream? It'd be a pleasure to treat you Miss Astrid."

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All these flattering compliments! For once, Astrid had lost her strong, firm composure and had dwindled down into a typical flustered sixteen-year-old, shifting her feet bashfully underneath her.

"T-Thank you, miss!"

At the hand on her shoulder and the offer for a treat, though, Astrid perked up immediately, bouncing excitedly in place.

"Wow, really! That would be great! You're so nice, miss!!"

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Suri had lost gotten herself lost in thought. Thinking of the next performance, she was going over the steps in her head. Even while relaxing, she always concentrated on something, to keep her from starting—

Someone was approaching. A teen girl walked up to her, standing in front of her, looking at her with an awe that left Suri a bit uncomfortable. The compliment caught her off guard, “…Oh, thank you young one.”

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Astrid smiled wide. She had actually talked to her! What an honor! Astrid figured that the woman must be some sort of royalty, with how fancy she was dressed. Deciding that this mysterious, enchanting person had caught her interest, she hopped up to take a seat beside the woman, looking up at her from her seat on the bench.

"So, are you from some royal family, miss? You sure look like it, ya'know??"

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Pan curled in on himself, waiting for whatever would happen. Oh god, this is it, huh? the young man thought. Shivering to the point of almost passing out, he pressed his teary eyes shut as he felt her hand against his… Wait, what is she doing?

“Wh?-“

He glanced up for a moment before he got shouted at, wincing at the small girl’s loud and harsh words. She… She thought he was smuggling things? Was she a guard?

“W-what? Y-you don’t… You don’t want to to rob me?”

He stared at her for a few moments with his large yellow-gold eyes before he attempted to get up from the ground. Unfortunately, his panic induced shaking wouldn’t allow this as he wobbled and fell backwards once more on his butt. He sat there, glancing at the girl defensively for a moment, before he took the items he pulled out of his pack back to where they belonged. Once that was done, he tugged at his clothes some more, the intimidation setting his motor tics off uncontrollably. The pale man wrapped his thin arms around himself, holding his own shaking body in an attempt to comfort himself and calm down, rocking slightly. The blood dripping down his nose stuck to his scruffy hair, blending the two different tones of red. The crimson liquid creeped down his large curved nose and dripped onto his pink and blue dirty clothes. And boy, did he look like a mess.

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Astrid huffed stubbornly. "Nah, now that I know you're not a criminal! So simmer down, man!"

She watched as the man got up--and then fell on his rear once again, the poor thing was shaking too much to even stand! He even began to hug himself in terror, rocking slightly. After all of that trouble she went through to clear his suspicion! It was... it was.. !!

...it was adorable.

Unable to stop herself from smiling widely like a deranged idiot, her past guilt forgotten, because she knew just how to cheer him up! Not giving any warning beforehand, Astrid suddenly sprinted to Pan for a hug, even as he was sitting down, she was short enough to cradle her head underneath his skinny neck, laughing as she did so.

"Aaww, come on, I didn't scare ya that much did I! Cheer up!! Hugs make everything better, but it doesn't work when you hug yourself, silly!!"

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Ismene stopped playing with her hair and tilted her head to look at her in surprise. This girl... she was just like herself when she was younger.

How could anyone think themselves to be less pretty than she? She thought herself rather plain.

She smiled gently and put her hand on the girls shoulder, "Silly young lady, you are just as, if not much more beautiful that I, and by the time you are my age, you will probably be much more so. Oh! And never worry about taking my time, it can never be wasted talking to such a delightful young woman." Ismene said letting go of her shoulders to let her fingers lace together.

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Astrid could feel her heart lifting with every word she spoke; in all her life, she had never been complimented like that before. She'd been called cute plenty of times, sure, and she appreciated every time, but, beautiful? Delightful? The small teen had almost forgotten those words were in her vocabulary.

Hardly able to contain her sudden emotions, she began to tremble, bringing a hand up to salute, like a soldier addressing a superior. (which, to Astrid, was pretty close)

"I-I... thank you for your kind words, miss!" She spoke with a fierce respect, though she could swear her eyes were beginning to water slightly. "I won't let you down! I'll be... I'll be the best friend I can be, miss!"

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Pan didn’t open his eyes until he heard the sound of metal against leather. His assailant sheathed her sword? After a few moments of hesitation, the tailor lowered an arm, glancing fearfully up at the girl. Well, only a little bit up at her since he was close to her height by now. The difference in their heights didn’t phase him as much as the fact that the tiny girl had a large sword strapped to her did.

“P-please miss… D-don’t don’t hurt me…”

His voice was shaking as much as he was physically, tears welling up at the corners of his wide, yellow eyes. Scooting a bit further away from her as she approached him, he kept a skinny arm held up in front of his face; hoping that if he were to be attacked the most he’d lose was his arm. But she had just said that she wasn’t planning on killing him. But it was an option, wasn’t it? Isn’t that what that meant?! And she smiled at him!? What was that about? Was she really telling the truth, or was she trying to lull him into false security?

“W-what do you want w-want from me? Money? I-I d-d-don’t have much to take!”

He pulled at his clothes, as if searching for a pocket, but there was none to be had. Soon he turned to his pack and pulled out a few pieces of gold and silver, a small box and a written trade pass and held it out to the girl before him, hoping she’d rather take that instead of his life.

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Astrid was comforted when the man opened his eyes, but that comfort was shot right back down when she heard the paranoia and shaking of his voice, showing his clear terror. Had she really scared him that much, even when she said she meant no harm?

"Hey--"

The small teenager froze again, her mind going blank. Was he... were those tears in his eyes?

Well, now she'd gone and done it. Astrid had never had someone react so negatively to her usual bravado; they either got submissive or got annoyed. It was due to this, that she had never even considered someone would be so hurt by hit. She was even more taken aback when the man fiddled around with his clothing, eventually offering his personal belongs to her; all because he thought she was going to kill him!

...Well, she couldn't really blame him. She'd gotten him with his sword pretty good, and she didn't doubt that Pan would have a little scar on his nose for a while. But, killing someone just over illegal smuggling? How dishonorable!

Astrid shook her head to clear her chaotic thoughts (though she still felt like her heart was made of stone and had settled at the bottom of her stomach) and placed a small hand over his offering of coins and such, pushing it down to show that she didn't want it. Opening her mouth, she tried to calm his fears, in the only context she knew how to; forcefully.

"Would you listen, you numbskull!? I don't want 'yer money! This was all a misunderstanding 'cause I thought you were some punk trying to smuggle 'shit outta town!" She took a breath. "So, don't start crying, okay? I'm not even gonna do nothin'."

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Ismene giggled at the sweet young thing's enthusiasm before nodding "I do my hair early in the morning though, it's somewhat hard to deal with at times." She said playing with her bangs to fix them in their proper place.

'What a precious young youth I have encountered.' She thought with glee placing her hands together behind her back.