[Not that Neuvilette can see, but Kaeya is definitely squinting at the screen in confusion as this was the not the reply he was expecting to get. And it was taking him longer than normal to realize his error.
Once he did, he huffed and replied:]
no it wasnt but any company will do. does the chief justice like to drink? whats your favorite drink?
is it Would it be terrible rude of me to ask for you to come to my aparmtnet?
[ She's not sure she can walk to meet him anywhere in the state she's in currently. A few swipes and taps of her thumbs have her able to find her location pin; she drops it in their chat and then messages him again. ]
[ With the message sent, Navia returns to anxiously pacing her apartment. She should probably straighten up a little, but her attention is taken by the newest knowledge that has taken residence in her mind. Her door is left ajar, so that when he arrives, it will be as simple as him letting himself in.
She's visible from the doorway too, moving back and forth in her living room, occasionally stopping to take a seat on one of the couch chairs if only to stop them from trembling underneath her movements. Her eyes are rimmed with red, and her usually carefully-applied makeup is thin, remnants on her cheeks from having been mostly cried off.
When she hears the door, she looks up, and the water in her eyes wells up all over again to see him as she wavers in place. ]
I— I'm sorry to have called you over here so abruptly, Monsieur, I—
[ And Navia bursts into tears, her legs giving out and leaving her sitting on her couch once more. ]
[It probably should take him longer to get to where she is, but... well, he has his ways and means, and when he says within the hour it is not wishful thinking. Neuvillette already has an idea of what she might wish to speak of, having already been assaulted by the fresh memories of things that had come to pass in Fontaine himself, but he reserves any kind of judgement on that until he has the chance to speak with Navia directly.
That the door is ajar gives him pause, just for a moment, before he heads inside and closes it softly behind him.]
It-...
[This is not the first time he has seen Navia cry. By far not the first time, and nor is it the first time witnessing such a thing has been like a knife in his heart, and just like every other time he finds himself immediately at a loss of what to do about it.
He hovers awkwardly for a moment, a quiet breath catching in his throat, then he carefully sits down beside her and places one hand against her back.]
[ For a few moments, Neuvillette will have nothing from Navia but her tears, and the way she turns into him to press her face into his shoulder the moment his hand touches her back. She shouldn't take such liberties, just as she shouldn't have thrown her arms around him the first time they found each other here, but she's not thinking about things like that right now.
(Later, she'll have to apologize.)
And she'll apologize now, too, pulling back from him with a breath as she manages to get herself under control, although her lips still quiver, her eyes still water with yet unshed tears. ]
I— I'm sorry. I just— [ Another deep breath. ] I don't exactly know how, but I remembered—
[ She feels like she's about to faint. ]
Monsieur do you know you saved me? You saved everyone, but— [ Ugh, talking around it isn't going to get her anywhere, is it? She has to face it head on.
There's no other option. ]
Poisson flooded, and Melus and Silver— they— they died. [ No, that's not entirely true, is it? ] They... became part of it.
[ a box is delivered to Neuvillette's apartment door, with the following note attached: ]
[ opening the box will reveal a small selection of gifts: 💎 a collection of four sealed bottles, all filled with water and labeled for each of the seasons 💎 a set of ombre wine glasses 💎 a box of freshly-made macarons. ]
[ Joy's recently discovered that she can message literally ANYONE in this world, and she's beyond delighted by the discovery. She wants to talk to everyone! She wants to make them happy! This can only go well.
She picks Neuvillette's name at random, as she's walking past a sign advertising some kind of sale. Oh! Interesting! A human custom! She peppers the store owner with a bunch of weird questions about how selling things works before messaging poor Neuvillette. ]
Hello customer person or human! I would very much like to offer you the deal purchase of a lifetime!!! 🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊!!!!!
I have the ability to show you anything you want with the power of water and illusions! It will bring you so much happiness, guaranteed!! 🏊♀️🌊💧💧💦🫧
For the low, low cost of 3 good acorns, this world's best fish food, or the answers to three questions this very good, very fun experience could be yours!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[The sales person said to make the pitch fun, exciting, enthusiastic, and to use art or imagery to make people want what she's selling. Joy thinks she nailed it.]
[ She's assuming he's either a human wizard or some other being she's never heard of, then. She's not sure whether his identity matters or not, but thinks back to all the fairy tales she's read anyway, her curiosity getting the better of her. ]
Are you a mermaid? Or a Kraken?
Wait. Krakens do not have hands, so you are probably not that one.
Ah, Neuvillette? It's me, Furina. [He's likely heard this small tone from her before in the past, especially after everything that happened. SHE FEELS KINDA CRAZY talking to this tiny device but Wrio said it would work!] Are you there?
[She's standing here with Wriothesley after having finally gotten changed into her own clothes again, but he's being polite enough to look the other way while she initiates this conversation, on top of helping with learning how to use this device AND providing her Neuvillette's (and Navia's) contact details.]
[Somehow, the appearance of the former Hydro Archon had utterly escaped his notice. One would think that he would have realised, even with the short time her presence could have been noticed, but he had been so absorbed in the tasks occupying him that it had simply... slipped by him.
So, when he hears that voice paired with that name his first instinct is to momentarily freeze up. Of course, though, he does not keep her waiting.]
Furina... yes, I am here.
[He shares her feelings about talking into these devices but his voice comes through to her quite clearly.]
[A crushing wave of relief hits her upon hearing the familiar voice. She'd been glad to run into a fellow Fontanian first thing upon arriving here, with Wriothesley! She simply hadn't known him as long, and coupled with her complicated feelings there's a much simpler and easier to parse form of comfort that comes from this.
No offense, to the man standing nearby. Sincerely.]
Oh, no, no. I'm fine, really!
[She tries to expunge the uncertainty from earlier from her voice in favor of a lighter tone. Keep it together, Furina!]
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un: alberich - a drunken misfire
Date: 2023-09-10 03:25 am (UTC)Im all alone and i dont want to go home yet
please???
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Date: 2023-09-10 06:09 pm (UTC)The who is an answered question. What remains, certainly, is the why.]
While I would be glad to grant your request for company, are you sure it is me you meant to ask?
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Date: 2023-09-10 07:35 pm (UTC)Once he did, he huffed and replied:]
no it wasnt but any company will do. does the chief justice like to drink? whats your favorite drink?
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Date: 2023-09-10 08:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-09-10 09:42 pm (UTC)[excuse him while he fiddles to remember how to do the pin drop thing again. but it comes over eventually!]
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Date: 2023-09-23 08:46 pm (UTC)I should be with you within the hour.
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Date: 2023-12-14 01:37 pm (UTC)Monsieur neuvillette
I don't suppose youj are possibly free at the moment?
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I would like to see you if you are avialbe
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Date: 2023-12-14 02:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-12-14 02:57 pm (UTC)Would it be terrible rude of me to ask for you to come to my aparmtnet?
[ She's not sure she can walk to meet him anywhere in the state she's in currently. A few swipes and taps of her thumbs have her able to find her location pin; she drops it in their chat and then messages him again. ]
I;m free now.
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Date: 2023-12-15 02:06 pm (UTC)I will be there within the hour.
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Date: 2023-12-19 12:09 pm (UTC)[ With the message sent, Navia returns to anxiously pacing her apartment. She should probably straighten up a little, but her attention is taken by the newest knowledge that has taken residence in her mind. Her door is left ajar, so that when he arrives, it will be as simple as him letting himself in.
She's visible from the doorway too, moving back and forth in her living room, occasionally stopping to take a seat on one of the couch chairs if only to stop them from trembling underneath her movements. Her eyes are rimmed with red, and her usually carefully-applied makeup is thin, remnants on her cheeks from having been mostly cried off.
When she hears the door, she looks up, and the water in her eyes wells up all over again to see him as she wavers in place. ]
I— I'm sorry to have called you over here so abruptly, Monsieur, I—
[ And Navia bursts into tears, her legs giving out and leaving her sitting on her couch once more. ]
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Date: 2023-12-19 12:19 pm (UTC)That the door is ajar gives him pause, just for a moment, before he heads inside and closes it softly behind him.]
It-...
[This is not the first time he has seen Navia cry. By far not the first time, and nor is it the first time witnessing such a thing has been like a knife in his heart, and just like every other time he finds himself immediately at a loss of what to do about it.
He hovers awkwardly for a moment, a quiet breath catching in his throat, then he carefully sits down beside her and places one hand against her back.]
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Date: 2023-12-24 02:56 pm (UTC)(Later, she'll have to apologize.)
And she'll apologize now, too, pulling back from him with a breath as she manages to get herself under control, although her lips still quiver, her eyes still water with yet unshed tears. ]
I— I'm sorry. I just— [ Another deep breath. ] I don't exactly know how, but I remembered—
[ She feels like she's about to faint. ]
Monsieur do you know you saved me? You saved everyone, but— [ Ugh, talking around it isn't going to get her anywhere, is it? She has to face it head on.
There's no other option. ]
Poisson flooded, and Melus and Silver— they— they died. [ No, that's not entirely true, is it? ] They... became part of it.
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Date: 2023-12-19 12:37 pm (UTC)[ opening the box will reveal a small selection of gifts:
💎 a collection of four sealed bottles, all filled with water and labeled for each of the seasons
💎 a set of ombre wine glasses
💎 a box of freshly-made macarons. ]
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Date: 2024-05-24 11:33 pm (UTC)She picks Neuvillette's name at random, as she's walking past a sign advertising some kind of sale. Oh! Interesting! A human custom! She peppers the store owner with a bunch of weird questions about how selling things works before messaging poor Neuvillette. ]
Hello customer person or human! I would very much like to offer you the deal purchase of a lifetime!!! 🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊!!!!!
I have the ability to show you anything you want with the power of water and illusions! It will bring you so much happiness, guaranteed!! 🏊♀️🌊💧💧💦🫧
For the low, low cost of 3 good acorns, this world's best fish food, or the answers to three questions this very good, very fun experience could be yours!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[The sales person said to make the pitch fun, exciting, enthusiastic, and to use art or imagery to make people want what she's selling. Joy thinks she nailed it.]
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Date: 2024-05-28 07:37 pm (UTC)[It does not occur to Neuvillette that this is a very excited sales pitch.]
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Date: 2024-06-08 12:42 am (UTC)You are!? Are you also a water spirit???
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Date: 2024-06-13 08:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-06-21 05:15 pm (UTC)[ She's assuming he's either a human wizard or some other being she's never heard of, then. She's not sure whether his identity matters or not, but thinks back to all the fairy tales she's read anyway, her curiosity getting the better of her. ]
Are you a mermaid? Or a Kraken?
Wait. Krakens do not have hands, so you are probably not that one.
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Date: 2024-06-25 02:15 am (UTC)[He's grown too used to being cagey about what he actually is, perhaps... but surely it can't do any harm in a place like this.]
Though I appear mostly human, my lineage is that of a dragon.
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Date: 2024-07-04 06:11 am (UTC)Do you kidnap princesses like the dragons in fairy tales do?
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Date: 2024-07-16 01:09 pm (UTC)[She's standing here with Wriothesley after having finally gotten changed into her own clothes again, but he's being polite enough to look the other way while she initiates this conversation, on top of helping with learning how to use this device AND providing her Neuvillette's (and Navia's) contact details.]
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Date: 2024-07-21 02:38 pm (UTC)So, when he hears that voice paired with that name his first instinct is to momentarily freeze up. Of course, though, he does not keep her waiting.]
Furina... yes, I am here.
[He shares her feelings about talking into these devices but his voice comes through to her quite clearly.]
Are you all right?
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Date: 2024-08-03 02:31 am (UTC)No offense, to the man standing nearby. Sincerely.]
Oh, no, no. I'm fine, really!
[She tries to expunge the uncertainty from earlier from her voice in favor of a lighter tone. Keep it together, Furina!]
I'm here with Wriothesley, perfectly unharmed!
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Date: 2024-08-03 06:57 pm (UTC)[Wriothesley would make sure she didn't come to any harm, he's sure of that. It's a relief to know she's safe.
Not that Neuvillette fails to notice the tone of her voice. He knows her well enough to read that much.]
Have you been able to look around?