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[adamantlyardent]

Okay! Okay! O-okay...sorry. I don't know. People are weird, okay? So that's--that's whatever, I guess. I...um...

[what do i do what do i do what do i do what do i do]

Um...So...Just...talking like. Like this, right? On the phone? That's...what you mean?

[crimsonpromise]

Yeah, sure, I guess that's fine.

[ Luke paused a moment, before his arms flopped onto his lap. ]

Uh... I guess you need to know who I am all over again, hunh?

[ He let out a breath, before spitting out what came next like he was reading off a book. ]

I'm Luke fon Fabre, betrothed to Princess Natalia Luzu Kimlasca-Lanvaldear, heir to the throne of Kimlasca-Lanvaldear, Ambassador of Peace to Akzeriuth.

[ Another breath escaped from him as he slouched. ]

...it's weird being in a place where that means nothing.

[adamantlyardent]

[another long pause, full of nothing but ceiling.

so he's...okay. he's some noble or political figure of a sort, betrothed to a princess...

not gonna lie! that...puts a damper on her spirits here. but maybe that's a good thing; she doesn't need to be wired on adrenaline all afternoon, worried about being judged by another mysterious, handsome face!]

...I mean...I guess, if you want it to mean something to other people, you'll find some who care. Like--Heropa? There's people out there who act like...worshipping or admiring imPorts is a job. So.

[crimsonpromise]

Yeah, that's where they planted me at. Honestly? It's kind of creepy.

[ He scrunched his face up. ]

You know, I'm supposed to be a hero back home, but if that's the kind of response you get from it, I'm not sure that's going to be very fun.

[adamantlyardent]

I mean...doing heroics for accolades is...rather shady anyway, don't you think? That sort of thing should be more in the...the periphery, I'd say.

[crimsonpromise]

Well, I'm supposed to be a big hero though? At least, that's what the Score says.

[ He let out a breath, sulking again. ]

Though I guess the Score doesn't mean anything here either. I didn't rely on it much before, but it's weird knowing that all that mattered just isn't here.

[adamantlyardent]

[a listening-sound, lacking a proper response right away.

after a beat:] I guess, like. If that's...not something you leaned on much before? Then...you don't have to worry about that part?

[crimsonpromise]

Yeah, I guess not.

[ He shrugged after a moment, flopping his hands on his lap. ]

Uh... so, do you mind telling me about you? I mean... you were a pretty cool leader before.

[adamantlyardent]

[a flustered sound, punctuated by a scoff. a bit of frizzy hair appears in a corner of her camera before vanishing as she fidgets on her end.]

I'm no leader, so sorry. Every other person who talks to me tends to regret it one way or another anyway, so, like. No. I'm lucky I even have friends at this point, so I'm not entirely sure I buy this whole...future me is my future.

I think she's just a different possibility entirely.

[crimsonpromise]

Well, I've been fine talking to you.

[ He paused a moment, a faint twitch of a smile coming to his face. ]

...you're still kinda nice to talk to, actually.

[adamantlyardent]

[internal scream.]

That--

[internal scream.]

Um.

Well...that's. That's good.

[crimsonpromise]

[ Luke peered over at the phone a moment, something like pink coming to his face, before he shook it off quickly. ]

W-well, uh... I'm glad. That we talked. I... well, I'm still confused, but I feel a little better about it.

[adamantlyardent]

Oh.

Good.

[...]

...Sorry. Was there...something else? To speak of? I mean, since you said you wanted to talk--

[crimsonpromise]

I dunno.

[ He paused, dropping his head in his hands. ]

I don't have much else to say, but I can't sleep around here. It's too weird, and it smells bad, and the bed is awful.

[adamantlyardent]

[ha. sleep. what is that like. never met her.]

Oh. Sorry.

[man. complaining is more fun than hearing other people complain.]

Surely you can procure more...acceptable accommodations soon?

[crimsonpromise]

I dunno; they're making me do this 'job' thing, but I've never worked a job before, and all the fon tech around kind of freaked me out.

[adamantlyardent]

[...]

What did you do all day if you didn't...work before? Just...just hobbies?

[crimsonpromise]

Uh... well, after I was kidnapped as a kid and lost my memory, I was confined to the manor. That changed recently -- you know, the whole ambassador thing -- but before then, all I really had to do was try and remember things and work on my sword training.

[adamantlyardent]

[a long pause.

then, a touch flat:] Oh.

[crimsonpromise]

[ He let out a huff at that reaction, pouting at the screen. ]

It's not like I wasn't trying to remember things, you know. I just. Can't.

[adamantlyardent]

[defensively:] I didn't say anything about that! Gods, like. What am I supposed to say to that sort of backstory? What do you want me to say?

[crimsonpromise]

I-I dunno.

[ Huff!!! ]

...I don't really talk about it much for that reason, I guess.

[adamantlyardent]

Okay! Okay, fine. Sorry. See? This is what I was talking about -- people don't usually like, like. Talking to me. Get it?

[crimsonpromise]

Wha-- geeze, stop apologizing. Did I tell you to shut up about it?

[adamantlyardent]

No, but you said you basically don't want to talk about it, so like. What am I supposed to do about that?

[a huffed, pained sound.]

This is why I don't talk to new people anymore! It's not like I can, like. Rely on the sensibilities at home because no one knows those rules anyway, so I get stuck talking blind until I inevitably mess up and then people are annoyed or mad or think I'm stupid or whatever.

[is this really the same Lady Ardenbury. are u super sure Luke.]