“Oh goodness, how delightful! Peppermint bark, is it? This is so kind of you, you have my thanks!” The golden Gardekiss appears to be quite pleased with the offered treat, delicately wielding it between her fingertips as she smiled at the purple Psychic one.
“Ah? Oh, you’re referring to my coat?” Eira cocked her head at the question before looking down at herself, then gave a more relaxed grin.
“Oh, it’s nothing special really! This is just a faux fur coat I purchased from a clothing shop in Altiel! Threads of Timothea, it has quite a selection, from practical to fashionable, if that is your fancy. A touch expensive, however... thankfully my job’s pay can cover it,” the golden fairy ends with a little laugh, covering her mouth before perking her ears and wings up.
“O-oh, I seem to have misplaced my manners!” Eira clears her throat, “I am Eira! And who might you be? ... also, if it is not too much for me to ask, where did you acquire your coat, madame? It looks so comfortable and warm, so... poofy!”
Jhudora@Nora: She seemed ecstatic to be in a quaint little shop such as this, as she moves towards the counter and offers the brightest smile she can muster. "Hello! I just love your shop! What kind of things do you offer here?"
Nora looked at Jhudora with a smile, “Hello and thank you, well me and my partner run essentially an herbal shop for those who want more ‘traditional’ remedies instead of pharmaceutical technology,” Nora states, “though one of our most popular items is battle supplements made from berry juice and the like. I also know how to make several antidotes in the off chance someone comes in poisoned. A lot cheaper, easier to produce than pharma… ANYWAY, what can I get for you?”
At this point Aria pokes Nora with her stick to get her attention, “ow will you quit poking me with that thing especially when we have a visitor, wait isn’t that the wacan berry I needed earlier? Where was that sitting, wait never mind we’ll discuss that later,” Nora turns back to Jhudora, “anyway please excuse my crazy bird friend she doesn’t like to talk to others too much.”
Suddenly a feather arrow goes flying right by Nora’s head after which Nora leans closer to Jhudora, smiling smugly, unfazed by the arrow, and whispers, “Aria doesn’t like me calling her crazy bird in public and she is a crazy bird but she is my crazy bird and I like her for that.”
On occasion when she wants to be left alone with her thoughts and needs a change of scenery she will meditate at the bottom of Lake Acuity. And the longest she’s been down there is a little over 8 hours.
Jhudora@Dejan: "Aaah, sir-- You seem so friendly but I can't help but feel small..." She bit her lip and offered him a tiny smile. "I'm sorry! I wouldn't say I'm afraid, but you just have that.. uh... you know-- that sorta demeanor!"
“Left over from someone I used to be”“That’s what you feel”.
“Oh, but, did you want anything? Or are you just here to say hi?” Quill looked up to Richard for a moment. “She is adorable! And it is nice to meet you both. It appears Scarlett knows you already, so!”
Then he turned back to Ellie. “And I am glad to hear you like my work!”
I couldn’t help but laugh again, but this time at the way she addressed me. “Sir Rodrigo? Come now! There’s no need for such formalities, we’re in good company after all!” I lean down and give her a tiny nudge with the plate covering my elbow, my friendly grin never wavering. “A simple ‘Rodrigo’ works quite fine, my friend. Besides, calling me ‘sir’ makes me feel even older.” I follow this with a playful wink, or is it considered a blink since I only have one eye? Heh, I’ll figure it out later.
Straightening myself back up I continue to chuckle. “And I shall take your compliment gladly, I’d certainly like to think of myself as a ‘confident and friendly fellow’ and hearing you confirm my thoughts gladdens me immensely.” I give her a sharp nod. “Not to mention you’re indeed correct, since no story requires a battle in order to be interesting. One could simply be living a quiet life and still have loads of tales, the only uninteresting thing is the way you tell it.” I tap the side of my head with a finger, giving her a knowing look. “And let me tell you, I’ve also made several uninteresting situations become interesting by simply having fun with the story-telling~”
When I saw her purple cheeks take on a darker shade from my compliment on her dress, my grin threatened to widen further. “If your grandmother made that dress, then I give my utmost respect to her. She is truly an artisan at her craft, and you make it shine even further with your complimentary stunning looks.” I give her a giant thumbs up. “If there’s such thing as a ‘clothing soulmate’, then I’d say that you’ve found it!”
If Rinako were here, she’d probably chuckle at my comment about ‘clothing soulmates’. Not that I’d blame her, since the concept is certainly amusing when you think about it.
I fold my hands behind my back, my smile relaxing. I listen to her answer my other question and I couldn’t help but perk an eyebrow at her response. “Unova? I don’t think I’ve heard of that place before, I assume it’s a sort of country or contine-” I stop as realization strikes me. “Ah! THAT Unova! Well then, it appears my deteriorating memory strikes again.” I shake my head, chuckling some more. “Still, I’ve never visited that place before even though I’ve heard several good things about it. It’s one of those regions where Pokemon and Humans live together, correct?”
My single eye glances around the rural town we’re in before focusing my attention back at her. “As for this place? Nope! I actually come from a more faraway town, although it’s not quite as nice as this place.” I scratch my chin for a brief moment. “However it’s quite charming, even though it lacks a lot of things such as electricity. It’s one of the more ‘old-fashioned’ places, who’d much rather live without modern technology.” I shrug my shoulders. “I don’t share their ideals, since things like appliances makes life quite easier and convenient.”
I stop again, realizing that I didn’t even answer her question on what this place is anyways. “Oh! And the name of the town is...Woodwick?” I pause for a third time, recalling the name before nodding slowly. “Yes...Woodwick, I’ve only been here briefly so the name hasn’t stuck with me yet. But that’s the name of this place.” I shake my head. “Heh, forgive this old fool for his scatterbrain-ness.”
Lillian severely lacks in self-confidence so when she’s given praise (like when working at the carnival) or someone appreciates having her around she gives the most darling, tiny smile in the world.