#ardentlux

    ❝ You really ought to be more careful, Miss Neo. I feel that EVERY time you walk into my shop you’re in need of some sort of healing. Granted, you alone generate MUCH of my business...but still. You know I can’t help but to worry.❞

@ardent-lux

“Something that you aren’t to know about. EVER. And don’t go asking your mother about it either.”

“Uwaa… good morning, everyone! I know I slept in a little bit here, but I hope all’s been well! Now to step out of bed and-…”

“I found these scones while out in the marketplace. Apparently they are made with the vendors secret recipe. I’ve tried them out for myself. They are very sweet!”

Lucina couldn’t help but smile from ear to ear. Bringing the desired treats up for her mother to try. Since the reveal, the two had been spending quite some time together lately. Lucina herself never having gotten to spend much time with her mother when she was a child. Always having been hooked to Chrom’s side, disregarding her mother until it was too late.

It’s was early in the morning, which meant freshly brewed Tapu Cocoa. The perfect treat to indulge in after his morning rounds were finished. After getting his order, Koko managed to spot a certain detective sipping a cup of coffee. It’s been a while since he seen her so, Koko approached the dark-haired lady with a very cheerful look on his face.

"I don't think I thought this through..." The paintbrush drips white (eggshell, to be exact) onto the partially covered floor as he takes in his chaotic surroundings. Maybe redecorating the office before having a solid idea of what he wanted to do wasn’t the greatest decision. But he was now committed and couldn't leave it half complete. Aiming a look at Neo that screamed "Hey, I have puppy eyes and I'm going to use them on you", he grins sheepishly.

       The orange glow of flickering flames bathed the interior of the tavern in an array of yellows and reds that streaked along the wooden floorboards, and generous countertop. From where he sat to the Bartender’s left, he could hear most of the mundane conversations taking place in the increasingly crowded room as swirled a glass within his fingers absentmindedly. Most of it consisted of slurred nonsense and farfetched rumors (then again, there was always some value to be find in such things if one knew how to look for it). Sometimes he wondered how many closely guarded secrets he knew about the personal affairs of strangers who spilled too much when they had one cup too many - oh well, they made for interesting storytellers at least. Leaning back against the counter, he emptied his glass and set it aside for the time being, his focus shifting on two young men whispering (loudly) to one another from the nearby table. Thieves - bad ones at that given how much they were bragging about their most recent heist (maybe he should return the favor to them when they leave). Nothing of interest came up until they pushed close together, nearly knocking their heads against one another, and began to feverishly argue about some rare statuette with a gem hidden inside they had heard rather impressive rumors regarding floating about. He gets up to join them, sliding into the empty chair at their table, and quickly easing their ears.

             “So about that statuette you were discussing, I’d be happy to buy you a drink in exchange for what you can tell me.”     

“Oh, ah, I’m afraid I’ve never taken part in hunting before. I wouldn’t want to step on any toes and get in your way.”

Plus, she was always so hesitant on taking the life of an animal. The young cleric did not eat meat to begin with - the taste just never sitting right with her. And though hunting was a valuable skill and something that others had OFFERED to teach her, she just couldn’t do it.