OOM: Everything will always be all right

[herr_bookman]

"I swear, I've passed this fountain thrice already," Autor mutters, wrinkling his nose at his map of Vane, one of Lunar's capital cities.

Mia had told him to go browse for flying carpets on his day off, so here he is, wandering around downtown and losing hope in finding the store he had set out to find. He sees groomed courtyards, crowded marketplaces, and a particularly gorgeous fresco of Althena, the local goddess, but nothing to do with airborne rugs.

Autor frowns. All of this walking around is exacerbating the pinches in his legs, sore from a new morning run routine. Needless to say, the kid is stumped and irascible--something he's thinking about working out on the stupid fountain which he has now passed for the fourth time.

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[iambetadraconis]

"And I don't understand you either, so we're even."

The house was a gift. If you stop by, he'll tell you that. As part of the tour.

"How about you bring some with you when you decide to visit? It'll have the added benefit of being something you'll want to read while you're there."

[herr_bookman]

Amd Autor grins. "Given that I have sixty-two currently on my person, that won't be a problem."

Then he draws back, shedding his cocky demeanor like a second skin. "Elea is in town. I assume shell be at the house? Which is fine, obviously, it's your house, but I wouldn't want her to--well, for me to chase her off again."

[iambetadraconis]

"You're going to have to show me where you keep them, since I can't name anything magical that you can use."

He slips his wand out, so that he can warm his food up. Then finally sets to eating.

If he's eating, his moods must've recovered.

"She's staying at my house for a few days." Pause. "Don't worry; she's the forgiving type. Once she's been given your message I'm sure you'll be back in her good graces again."

Here he's eating as if his moods never went south.

"I think she likes you. Not as much as me—obviously, but she likes you. And she wouldn't try to help us patch things up if she didn't like either of us."

[herr_bookman]

Autor sniffs contemptuously. "I might not now, if you're going to say things like that."

Ah, he's eating. Good.

He snorts at Rabastan's assurances about Elea. "She doesn't need to forgive me. It's not like I need to be liked." Especially if it means it raises the likelihood of our being 'helped' again.

The boy tips his head. "I'm working at the library with Majesty Lemia Ausa, and you're at the carpet shop here, so now we know how to find each other should such be necessary." He's not quite sure how he feels about that yet.

"Small moon, isn't it? Um. Have a nice dinner," he says, and saunters off before he chews on his toes anymore.

[iambetadraconis]

"I told you, she wasn't—" he starts, but it looks like Autor's out of range already.

Damn.

He resumes his dinner, thinking of just what he's going to say to Elea.

It's possible he might have downplayed her reaction a bit...