Not all wolves

“Hello, hello~ I’ll be taking requests as they come, so if you give me a little time to sightread and read over the lyrics, I’ll perform just about anything. 🎶 ”

❄ Street Performance - [ Donation Price Decided by Donor ]

➡ “I’ll perform right where you are~ So if you need a little sonnet or poetry, I suppose I’ll do my best.”

❄ Messenger Performance - [ Donation Price Decided by Donor ] 

Ah yes, Fitzgerald- a man who doesn’t exist on these islands no longer-- but will throw imaginary currency at a bard to soothe is now broken heart. Walking up to this man, he greets him with blue roses. “Hello, Mister Mikhail. Good day to you.” It wasn’t. It was the WORST day ever. But admittedly, he was broken brokenhearted. Sure, it took a lot of convincing to make plans to visit the mainland in his busy schedule-- and he was going to finally confess. Only to find the most beautiful flower in his life to be swept away by another man.

“Do you think you could spare a dime of your time and play me a tune?” Fitzgerald said, choking back tears. “Thank you.”

So he was returning soon. Was it okay to send him a letter? He did enclose the new address…but what if she sent the letter and then saw him soon after? They didn’t have any specific time to meet, but Arcadia wasn’t the largest island in the region. By Aquaticus, that would be rather embarrassing. Still, she took out a new piece of stationery and wrote out her reply.

Dear Klaus,

Leuda is very different compared to Arcadia. There are so many people there! I don’t know how people walk around every day. I’m embarrassed to admit I actually got lost on my first trip there. If I hadn’t run into a friend, I’m not sure what I would have done. Though I hope that visits will get easier with time. I’m sure there’s even more crowded places on the mainland!

Thank you for the kind words, Klaus. It is true I can use water magic…though I still have yet to utilize another one of my talents. I’m ashamed to admit that I can use summon arts, though I have yet to tame a spirit of my own. I’m admittedly a failure in that department…so sometimes I feel I am undeserving of such praise.

I have yet to finish The Great Gatsby, though I do find myself really liking Gatsby. He’s an interesting character to me, though he seems rather…sad at times in the way that he’s pursuing his love from long ago. The other characters I’m not so sure about, though I’m sure my opinion will change by the time I finish!

I have yet to read that book! I will have to give it a look once I’m finished with this one!

And I don’t think settling down has a expiration date at all. I believe the opportunity will come for you eventually. Thank you for believing the same for myself!

Sincerely,

Violet

A bright smile bloomed on Violet’s face when she saw the letter in the mail. After Klaus’ sudden departure from the islands, they had been writing letters to each other on a fairly regular basis. While she was saddened that he wasn’t around anymore, she did enjoy writing letters to him. Honestly, writing letters was something that Violet enjoyed. She scarcely got to write them nowadays - everyone liked using phones - so this felt nice. 

She read through the letter, smiling all the while. And as she finished reading the final words, she walked over to her small desk and fetched out a piece of stationery. Violet got out a pen and started to write her response.

Dear Klaus,

I’m happy to hear that everything’s starting to calm down on the mainland, and I hope that you have been taking good care of yourself through it all. I hope that now you’ll be able to breathe easier and relax, as you very well deserve. You always show so much kindness towards me and I’m sure you show the same towards your family, and I wish you nothing but the best as you move forward from this. 

I’ve been doing the same as always, though going to the fireworks was a very nice change of pace for me. It’s been so long since I’ve seen fireworks and they were just as wonderful as I remembered them being. I’m very happy to have been invited, as I don’t think I would have gone on my own (Leuda is so big, I can barely tell one street from the other!). 

Work has been the same as always, thankfully nothing serious has come through. I’ve actually been helping some of the doctors with their healing magic as of late. I’m not sure why they approached me for help, but I hope I’m helping them in a small way.

I’ve actually been reading The Great Gatsby recently as a recommendation from a friend, and I’ve been enjoying it a lot. Have you been reading anything recently? If you would like, maybe we can talk about them? That is, only if you want to.

And I don’t think that thinking about settling down is a bad thing or some sign of you age. I think it’s something everyone thinks about from time to time. I’m sure that if you ever want to settle down, it will come to you. You deserve at least that much. At least, that’s what I think!

Sincerely,

Violet

P.S. You have a surprise? Does that mean that you’re coming back? When? 

“As kind as ever my friend. Yes, I have been fairing well these days. I wish the same for you, Klaus.” He was honest. Klaus was far older than he, but Kiel respected the man. After all the older male was passionate about their work. Kiel himself did not know how to make these concoctions. It must require a great amount of skill. All kiel knew was magic and cooking. Hopefully that wasn’t a bad thing. At the warning he nodded confirming that he had heard the warning. It was able stated on the display, but most people didn’t really read carefully. Either way he began gather the amount of G needed to pay Klaus while they wrapped the sample. In all honestly Kiel wanted to test the sample, and perhaps use it one day. He was just itching to create experiments on the sample. “Thank you Klaus, and I hope the day bids you well.”

“A-All of t-them?” Violet repeated slowly in complete disbelief, looking at him with wide eyes. She looked over at the bouquets, which she had two more left of. Why did he want so many? Maybe…it was for his perfume business? Well, she certainly was happy to assist with that…but there were surely better quality flowers to use in his craft! She was only doing this as a hobby!

“U-Um…b-both of them w-would be 1,200G…i-is t-that okay?” Violet hesitantly looked at him as if she was asking too much money for it. 

Laney greeted Klaus with a gentle smile. They had a limited amount of interactions but they have been pleasant. He lived in Arcadia, didn’t he? Maybe she would visit him one day and they could be good friends.

“A cannoli? Good choice!” She wondered if he had a booth. Maybe she would go looking around after this.

“That will be 600G then. I trust things have been well with you?” She made a little small talk with the man while she prepared the treat for him.

Once he took the flowers - blessedly not touching her when he did so - Maerwen crossed her arms over her chest and glared at him.

It was difficult to glare when a man looked that incredibly pleased by something she’d given him.

She faltered for a moment, glancing down at the ground, then steeled herself with a deep breath. Humans only smiled like that if they thought they could get the upper hand over her, and she knew it well. He was dressed too fine and spoke with too high manners to be someone who understood hard work, and she had the fullest confidence in that belief.

“I want you to make a perfume out of these.” She rubbed her arm as she spoke, then noted the nervous tic and dropped her hands to her side, curling them into fists. I don’t know if I believe that you made the others.

“I do hope that you continue to sell them in the future. I would love to see what else you can do.”

The idea of offering to supply them in her store came to mind, but she pushed it back. It could simply be that he made these exclusively for the festival and had no intentions of selling anymore, but she hoped that in the future, if he did continue, she could work with him. Not only did she think they would be popular, but she also wanted an excuse to get more for herself. Perhaps, she could then convince him to make her a citrus one just for her.

Simply by his words, even if he hadn’t stated it before, she could tell that this was something he loved to do. It was a contagious feeling that she felt could infect a person who didn’t feel the same passion for it as him. But lucky for him this time, she shared his sentiments, just more on the consumer than production side.

“I’ve grown to learn that a person can miss the true meaning of certain products if they only go by what they see or hear. Much like first impressions.”

“Freya. It’s a pleasure to meet you. Please excuse my rudeness for not introducing myself sooner.”

Her words warmed him. Inspired him to do better, really. “Thank you.” Gently, Klaus spoke. He meant that, as a little bit of reassurance here and there by the kindness of near strangers honestly meant the world to him.

“I don’t think it’s at all strange. It’s wonderful to have something that you’re passionate about. It really shows in your work, too.”

She looked up at him and smiled. By the looks at how empty his booth was at this point, she could tell that she wasn’t the only one who thought so. More often than not, it was likely for a perfume seller to be overlooked due to the intense aroma coming from the bottles and then having multiple of different kinds mixing, it was enough to induce a headache. These, however, were different. A majority of them were based off of light, floral scents that made the mix of aromas more appealing and easier to handle at once.

“I like to think so.”

She laughed softly.

“Sometimes they can be just as expressive as words.”

“Hello! Welcome!” she greeted as people walked by. Laney was a tad bit late in setting up her booth but it was all worth it. These items were specially made, for a special occasion. The Founding Celebration of course! What better way to show her pride than to sell a few treats? To shake things up a little, she decided to have a few treats with special effects. “Let me know if there’s anything I can help you with!” 

“U-Um…h-hello…!” Violet timidly greeted with a shy smile, sitting nervously behind her table at the bazaar. Strewn about the table were various flowers, all considerably under-priced. While Violet had worked hard to grow these flowers, she was by no means a professional. She did all of this for her own enjoyment, after all! That’s all she needed out of them! It didn’t seem right for her to sell them any higher than she had them. 

“U-Um…i-is t-there anything you l-like…?”