[Chapter 02 - SCENE] Time to go...
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abyssianmelodyWho: Zelos Wilder, Philia Felice
Where: Outside Daath Cathedral
When: After Tartarus Scene of Doomage
Warnings: None
Zelos walked out of the door to the Daath Cathedral, a slightly irritated expression slapped on top of his otherwise beautiful facial features. Just who did that Grand Maestro think he was? All Zelos had done was request for an aid to accompany him on his trials, but no. The only way he could get his aid was if he went to go look for the missing Fon Master. Did they even know where the Fon Master was?!
That old man always has to complicate things.
Zelos briefly glanced behind him, his previous frown shifting into a sly smile. Obviously, he had agreed to the Maestro’s terms. He would look for the Fon Master, no problem…. But he’d do it when he felt like it. His trials came first, after all. He found his usually spot, and leaned up against it. All Zelos has to do now was wait for his aid to show up.
She was apparently very knowledgeable. “The best possible aid in Daath”, the Maestro had said. Clearly, if anyone could help him do something he had limited information on, she could. It was apparently her idea to look for the Fon Master, too. Leave it to a priestess to freak out about everyone’s favorite little Fon Master. He sighed.
“Why does everything have to happen to the Great Zelos Wilder?”
Where: Outside Daath Cathedral
When: After Tartarus Scene of Doomage
Warnings: None
Zelos walked out of the door to the Daath Cathedral, a slightly irritated expression slapped on top of his otherwise beautiful facial features. Just who did that Grand Maestro think he was? All Zelos had done was request for an aid to accompany him on his trials, but no. The only way he could get his aid was if he went to go look for the missing Fon Master. Did they even know where the Fon Master was?!
That old man always has to complicate things.
Zelos briefly glanced behind him, his previous frown shifting into a sly smile. Obviously, he had agreed to the Maestro’s terms. He would look for the Fon Master, no problem…. But he’d do it when he felt like it. His trials came first, after all. He found his usually spot, and leaned up against it. All Zelos has to do now was wait for his aid to show up.
She was apparently very knowledgeable. “The best possible aid in Daath”, the Maestro had said. Clearly, if anyone could help him do something he had limited information on, she could. It was apparently her idea to look for the Fon Master, too. Leave it to a priestess to freak out about everyone’s favorite little Fon Master. He sighed.
“Why does everything have to happen to the Great Zelos Wilder?”
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Date: 2008-12-23 05:18 am (UTC)I guess I could lay of the flirting, until she feels more comfortable around me.
Sure he was a flirt, but he wasn’t a jerk! Well, okay. He was a jerk, but in this situation he didn’t want his relationship with his new travelling partner to sour so soon. He should just respond to her question, casual conversation never hurt anyone.
“Not very well, actually. My Father had worked here in the Cathedral, the only time I ever saw him was when I came to visit, which I rarely did. This is my first time back in Daath since he…passed away.” Zelos put his hands behind his head and continued, “I know where the Inn is and where the item and weapon shops are.”
That’s all he needed to know, really.