#alamialost

the flush on his face was now not ONLY due to alcohol intake. for now the pair area  few drinks in as lyon’s last hurrah in era before he embarked back to zinnia in the morning. perhaps, in the morning he would regret drinking being the pair’s outing of choice, but now, he was having fun. 

of course, the subject of JURA NEEKIS came up. normally, this in itself would not be embarrassing but the subject matter…

“you’re right, eva,” he said, not even slurring that much, “i shouldn’t be surprised about your crush on jura in the past. i, also, had quite the uhh affection for him.” this would mark the first time lyon vastia had ever said this fact out loud. to eva, no less, but in this aspect, he felt a kinship to the other mage because of it. 

meme

a tilt of his eyebrows showed his surprise. he had thought, considering all of her travels, she would have. they were…quite beautiful. in his youth, when he traveled aimlessly for a time, he remembered seeing them and being AWESTRUCK at their beauty. inspired, even. it was nature at its finest hour, that was a definite.

“i’ll admit, i am surprised at this, eva.” he told her. he hummed just a bit and added, “i think, if you ever get a vacation from era you should go. even take jura if he can be manhandled away from his duties. the sight is truly…there is nothing else like them.”

MEME; ACCEPTING

oh. my. god.

                        { 欺く --- 混沌 }

   The council bore in mind the safety of the country’s citizens.    That was a fact that the informant valued and always held    high in his own regards. That being how things were, he was    one of the few undercover councillors capable of being sent    to investigate artefacts that possibly held properties that    allowed it to harm a broad mass of innocents. He prided himself    on possessing that much use at times, and took joy in venturing    into Fiore’s darkest corners in order to gain information on    those artefacts.

   At the time, the Council believe Eva Marigold to be tracing     down something that they did not want her to find. The details    had been kept from him ( an understandable procedure, seeing    as his mind was a neatly ordered library of facts and secrets     that were begging to be spilled ) and simply tasked him to     follow her steps. Now, while Japer could be as stealthy as any    other wizard would expect him to be, he had quickly elected    to resort to a strategy subject to the obvious. He had decided    to follow her in broad daylight and without hiding the such.

   In a small town somewhere in the middle of nowhere, he found    and approached the wizard in question, having no bad intentions    in mind and hoping to make the such clear straight away.    He stepped up behind her, grinning broadly and crossing his    hands behind his back.