Despite today's brutally hot summer rays beating down on Glenwood, Lady Edna's mountain still found itself visited by a figure in white. Said figure briefly stops at the shrine to leave a fresh pair of flowers, but it soon continues the trek up towards the mountain's peek. From a distance one might mistake them for the usual smiles and sunshine visitor, but as they drew close, the white coat and tanner skin means it must be--
"Hello Lady Edine," Julius greets, bowing his head. "Ludger would have been here, but he's been feeling a bit under the weather when I left and I couldn't let him march in this weather. So I'm here to deliver both a gift and a message in his stead. I won't spoil too much, but I imagine it'll be a welcome one given the heatwave currently."
Dismissing the arte he cast to keep the heat from ruining the contents, Edna is presented with a soft, cotton-lined grassy green dessert box decorated in pressed flowers. Awaiting her inside is five floral-themed clay cups of fruit sorbets: watermelon, banana, strawberry, blueberry, and raspberry. Thanks to a little time manipulation, none of these delectable treats had the chance to begin melting despite the days' worth trip here.
Underneath each of the cups is Julius' own unsung creations: sparkling crystal plates whose center included a flower from every major climate in Glenwood. Yes, including the frigid north; that particular trip would forever live in his memory as a not-so-fun time. Though given the recipient's importance to the family, a little backbreaking work's just whatever.
"While you enjoy those, Ludger wanted me to tell you thank you for treating him like a friend every time he comes to visit. And I can tell you as his brother, he really enjoys visiting you. You should see his ever expanding gift idea notepads."
Julius laughs, but he does find them genuinely sweet and so like Ludger. It's even began to make Elle a bit jealous, though she gets over it after Ludger hands over her sugary ransom.
"And while we're offering thanks, I'd like to thank you for humoring me despite my careless comments when we first met. I wish I could come around as much as Ludger does, but more complete Chromatus users like Victor and I are the first sent to chase a drake or particularly ferocious hellion..." He sighs and lets the woes of his work go with that one bitty complaint. "Still, if you'd have me, I'm willing to make a more pointed effort."
Through the earthpulse beneath her, she can feel a presence nearby approaching her home, and so, Edna is situated at a cliff near the peak. She doesn’t go out of her way to embark down the summit to meet halfway, but she still waits there, patient. Her hunch is correct the moment she looks at the path and recognizes the tall stature and pair of glasses. That’s rare. He’s always, always with Ludger.
When Julius mentions Ludger feeling sick, she is mildly disappointed, thinking it might’ve been another dessert she would be gifted with today. Dessert would’ve been nice on a day like this with some tea; perfect tea party weather, if anything. However, Julius then mentions that he has brought a gift in Ludger’s stead, meaning … Ludger did make some dessert today? Her attention is now successfully snared, and she examines the box she is given. Dried flowers pressed all over it artfully, a mellow green color in its wake, a touch of elegance in its arrangement, and a touch of cuteness from the flowers: clearly, today is special.
Accepting it, she curiously touches some of the flowers. ❝ Fancy. What’s the occasion this time? ❞ So she says, but she is already opening the gift box, just enough to make sure it doesn’t get damaged. The box will be good to recycle for some of her things, and he said that whatever’s inside will be good for this weather, so she’s half-expecting some sort of watery treat inside that could possibly be messy to handle——
Oh? She blinks, tilting her head at the various cups inside. They look sort of like … ice cream? No, maybe sherbet? No, wait. The texture is different. Sorbet? She can recognize the textures because Meebo used to make them. There are five of them here, all different colors, meaning there are five different flavors. Something inside glistens from the daylight shining above, making her stare at what’s underneath each cup. They look like plates. With the cups sitting on top, it’s a little hard to make out, but they look glassy or crystalline with the translucence.
Fancy, she thinks again, taking a provided spoon that’s been set inside. With how sunny it is today, perhaps she can be excused for trying one now. She goes for the yellow-looking one, unsurprisingly, because it’s the best color. The strong flavor is familiar, not often something one would find around this mountain: banana. A little too fancy, she amends inwardly, and she continues eating the banana sorbet as Julius talks. She scrunches her face in disgust upon the mention of treating Ludger like a friend and that Ludger enjoys visiting her, because ew, who would just admit that so openly and easily? Eww. He even has notepads just for jotting down gift ideas? He’s such a dork, it’s giving her secondhand embarrassment. Ewww.
When he’s done, she swallows, then says, ❝ First of all, I have to let him loiter around here whenever he shows up because it’s just that easier to deal with. No need to be so sappy and cheesy about it. ❞ And it’s way easier to talk with people who don’t intend to desecrate her home, of course. ❝ And second, yes, you ought to be grateful for that. I don’t like wasting my time, so I expect it to be worth it every time I see your face around here. You’re the one who’s doing the visiting, so you should not be ‘willing’ to make a more pointed effort. You should ‘definitely’ be making a more pointed effort, Julippy. ❞ ( Edna being Edna, it’s a roundabout way of permitting him the ability to make future visits. )
Grumpily, she looks at the box of sorbets again. It tastes amazing, unfortunately. The presentation is elegantly up to her standards too, unfortunately. ❝ And thanks for this, I guess. Since you came all the way in Lurin’s stead. ❞ She quickly glares at him with a warning in her eyes, a silent promise of pain should he be stupid enough to endeavor saying the wrong thing. ❝ So it’s a thanks for Lurin, got it? For Lurin. Lurin. Ludger. ❞