Lanterns & Fish Cakes (Lentia | Shuran) [[Closed]]
Mar 4, 2015 20:00:18 GMT
Post by Lentia Renova on Mar 4, 2015 20:00:18 GMT
“Yes, it won’t be fun. Besides, most drunk people do a lot of silly things. So even if I can drink, I’ll probably refrain from it, or enjoys it on my own,” Lentia pauses her eating, and staring at the moon above them, looking rather dreamy. That’s right, the last couple of months she involved with drunken people she got a bump on her head, an awfully large sum of money, a she-elf proposed to her, and a sloppy kiss. “Oh please, drink to your heart content. I heard that the sake here is really good, especially when you have a plate of dry squid to accompany you,” again, she turns to Shuran and smiles.
Both Lentia and her companion enjoys the dinner in peace. The foods are sublime, and they’re being spoiled by the scenery. She has to admit, she enjoys Shuran’s company. True, she didn’t really notice him at first, but again, she didn’t notice anybody until he came to her. She’s glad he did though, since she has a great time today, even if it’s just a small chit chat on the docks, painted some lanterns, playing around, and having dinner. What she likes about him is that he sticks and let her dragging him around, without saying to her that she’s weird in the slightest bit. Like other people would’ve. He just… fits like a glove.
“Fair enough,” Lentia chuckles, staring at her bowl that’s nearly empty. They’ve been here quite some time now, and it is really delicious. “Hmm.. let’s see…” again, the girl turns to look at the scenery. “I have no identity. I used to smell like an iris flower but then I changed it to Jasmine, because someone said something that made me uncomfortable about it. I let people use me as long as they can help me achieve what I want, and I like using them too to achieve the same. I like to test their limit, and annoy the hell out of them at most of the time, so you should consider yourself lucky that I’m not in the mood for that. And.. my friends told me that I’m a Ghost,” Lentia speaks in a soft tone and a clear voice, as if the spiciness from the soup doesn’t bother her. Of course, Shuran would probably think that she made up things. Actually, this is the first time that she actually speaks this honest to a person. Maybe because he asked her. Maybe because he bought her dinner and she just wants to give him some answer.
“Since I’m such a good host, may I ask the same?” smiling thinly, Lentia turns to look at Shuran again.
Both Lentia and her companion enjoys the dinner in peace. The foods are sublime, and they’re being spoiled by the scenery. She has to admit, she enjoys Shuran’s company. True, she didn’t really notice him at first, but again, she didn’t notice anybody until he came to her. She’s glad he did though, since she has a great time today, even if it’s just a small chit chat on the docks, painted some lanterns, playing around, and having dinner. What she likes about him is that he sticks and let her dragging him around, without saying to her that she’s weird in the slightest bit. Like other people would’ve. He just… fits like a glove.
“Fair enough,” Lentia chuckles, staring at her bowl that’s nearly empty. They’ve been here quite some time now, and it is really delicious. “Hmm.. let’s see…” again, the girl turns to look at the scenery. “I have no identity. I used to smell like an iris flower but then I changed it to Jasmine, because someone said something that made me uncomfortable about it. I let people use me as long as they can help me achieve what I want, and I like using them too to achieve the same. I like to test their limit, and annoy the hell out of them at most of the time, so you should consider yourself lucky that I’m not in the mood for that. And.. my friends told me that I’m a Ghost,” Lentia speaks in a soft tone and a clear voice, as if the spiciness from the soup doesn’t bother her. Of course, Shuran would probably think that she made up things. Actually, this is the first time that she actually speaks this honest to a person. Maybe because he asked her. Maybe because he bought her dinner and she just wants to give him some answer.
“Since I’m such a good host, may I ask the same?” smiling thinly, Lentia turns to look at Shuran again.