( closed to ausuben ) | ( and to torchlit cos we're lazy )
[Here they are, in Auguste, and there is a fancy summer ball that is the talk of the town. A fancy ball, organised by the underworld of Auguste, and the talks are dark. Which pretty much means all of the world's nobility is going to be there!
This very same party is one that Lancelot and Sen will now try to infiltrate, having been given a very special request by Bonito. Though, despite some Weird Shit having happened to them before, getting a request from Bonito (a talking fish?!) is right up there.
Sen has to admit, it's going to make it hard to want to eat anything bonito related hence forth. But that's not the point.
After Bonito beat them up for their lack of belief and asked them to save their friend, a giant shark, Lancelot and Sen now find themselves preparing for their mission. Here they are at the inn, and Sen approaches Lancelot with a suit bag, having ironed and tidied his up neatly. She holds it out to him, his boots also held in one hand.]
Here...though I am unsure about this quest in general, having been blackmailed into it, I suppose we should do it best we could, no?
This very same party is one that Lancelot and Sen will now try to infiltrate, having been given a very special request by Bonito. Though, despite some Weird Shit having happened to them before, getting a request from Bonito (a talking fish?!) is right up there.
Sen has to admit, it's going to make it hard to want to eat anything bonito related hence forth. But that's not the point.
After Bonito beat them up for their lack of belief and asked them to save their friend, a giant shark, Lancelot and Sen now find themselves preparing for their mission. Here they are at the inn, and Sen approaches Lancelot with a suit bag, having ironed and tidied his up neatly. She holds it out to him, his boots also held in one hand.]
Here...though I am unsure about this quest in general, having been blackmailed into it, I suppose we should do it best we could, no?
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[He always had, as a knight. Refined, well mannered, yet all the while humble. And then off hours, he was vibrant, a shithead, even a nice one. And overall, just the way she liked him.
N-not that she was going to tell him that...
So knowing that in a way, this was off hours because it was a job they randomly picked up, she wondered, what kind of Noble was he going to be? He's already looking the part, and she could only hope that she could be just as beautiful to stand beside him.
Either way, she steps forward, ready to help him with his tie. It was then she realised that maybe this counted for more than she had hoped for. Her fingers glide over the delicate fabric, slowly but deftly looping it to tie up. He's close, refreshing face and all. But she will!! concentrate!!]
L-let's see...