sunderings: (puppy?)
SION ASTAL. ([personal profile] sunderings) wrote in [community profile] pawnstorm 2016-10-08 09:09 pm (UTC)

[ She is a flurry of motion, his Lady, her skirts rustling as she wheels about the table—Cheshire scooped up, into her arms in the blink of an eye!—joining him so very quickly that... oh, he cannot help it, Sion blinks once, then twice, laughing gently (his shoulders shaking with the motion!) in equal parts endearment and surprise. So this is Alice's passion, her vibrant green eyes alight as she pelts him with question after question, and though the King has been a mentor of magic to many in the realm of Enprise, he still finds himself charmed by zeal; her eagerness to learn. In fact, it's rather difficult not to be enamored with it (by her), swept up, up, and away just as Cheshire had been, the little kitten's paws batting lightly against Alice's hold, as though protesting it.

(How close the King had come, to bursting into tears, if only because he is happy beyond his ability to bear it.) ]


Of course you can. [ Why could you not? he seems to ask with a gentle cant of head, his golden eyes falling upon her (and the lingering remnants of her flush; the pink which had undoubtedly overtaken her face in the very instant he so dared to kiss her hair!) in quiet study. ] However long it has been, have faith in your ability to relearn something which you love.

[ It is palpable to him, her exuberance; her joy. Whether she should be aware of it or not, from such close proximity (she is leaning into him, against him, as though she meant to cling to his side), mana bonds have formed, blooming between them with a little latch, a link of energy and emotion. And Sion... finds himself setting the camera down atop the table with one hand, the other finding its way to rest gently atop Alice's shoulder, mirroring her gesture from before. ]

If the instrument is rather small in comparison to others, I am afraid I would not know. In my realm, we'd no such technology, though I do know that the Kingdom of Gammon boasts advancements which surpass even that of Blanc's.

[ Such as television, and if Alice hasn't yet experienced the charming play of video broadcasted not through the carriers, but through another network entirely then...! They are overdue for a date—an excursion to the Heroe's dormitories for the sole purpose of raiding the vending machines and lounging about while watching programmed shows.

The future is now, thanks to science. ]


Rather than employ a tripod, I took to the air in search of landmarks which to photograph, though... [ Curious himself, he glances down at Alice, hoping to catch her eyes. ] ...I am certain there is merit to using one, as well.

Your father was a photographer?

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