[Open] A Party Of Two

[stitch_witch]

WHO: Lark (and Little Bear), Open
WHERE: Peanut Party
WHAT: A Woman and her Dog on a Spaceship
WHEN: During The Ship Event
WARNINGS: N/A

Music as a lure was not something that shocked Lark. Had Sandry and her student not used music and dance to lure people before? This made sense, and it was in a way more pleasant than other means by which they had been brought to the ships before.

It also helped that she could not be quite so upset about it as she watched what was happening now.

Lark sat near where the forest turned to beach and laughed as Little Bear went loping off after the recently thrown stick. The dog was having so much fun, his tail wagging wildly as he bounced onto it and caught it up. Then the dog's sets flirted one way and the other before he raced back to her, dropping the stick with a proud little wuff.

"My arm is getting sore. Perhaps it is time to take a rest," she suggests to the dog. And only earned another little bark.

"Or not," Lark laughed, catching up the stick again to toss. "I fear I'll have to get someone else to help me entertain you, Little Bear."

Comments

[stitch_witch]

Ah. Lark smiles and nods to the other man.

"That would be quite appreciated. He has a good bit of energy. I think it is something in the music."

And she truly cannot keep up with him.

[fatedsacrifice]

Noct smiled and got down on one knee, waiting for his furry friend to come over.

"He always seems to have a lot of energy. Wish he'd let us borrow it from time to time."

[stitch_witch]

The dog does, of course, gallop over eagerly so he can lick all over Noctis's hands and face if he's given the chance. Of course this definitely leads to a dropping of the stick. Multi-tasking!

"Indeed. But he is little more than a pup himself, so it makes sense."

[fatedsacrifice]

The king just laughed good naturedly as the dog licked him. But then the stick was dropped and Noct picked it up before throwing it a moment later.

Looking over at Lark, he nodded. "One day he'll grow out of it."

[stitch_witch]

The thrown stick immediately has Little Bear bolting off after it, as a good dog should.

"Perhaps he shall," she agrees. "But for now he needs the energy dealt with, so I am grateful."

[fatedsacrifice]

Standing up and dusting himself off, he smiled. "He'll definitely keep you going here, and he's one of the best guardians here."

[stitch_witch]

"He is," she agrees with a smile. Not that she is defenseless. Being the equivalent of a priestess or monk does not mean she is a pacifist. Just that her order does not believe in starting things, only ending them if they are started.

"He reminds me of the children, and that brings me some measure of comfort."

[fatedsacrifice]

Noct nodded. "He reminds you of children you knew from back home?" Then again it made a whole lot of sense. "Come to think of it, I haven't seen anything like him here. So you're lucky."

[stitch_witch]

"Oh yes. The children adopted him, and so he reminds me of them," she says, her voice soft and sad. She missed all of them dearly, even though they were all gone from home at that point. "So he is the touchstone I have to home. Yes, I am quite lucky to have him."

[fatedsacrifice]

The king nodded and stretched his frame a little bit. He briefly thought of Umbra and Pryna but even if he could, he wouldn't wish them here. They needed to be with their mistress or with Gentiana.

Of course the pup came back and Noctis tossed it again for him and shook his head. "It's a comfort to have someone from home."

[stitch_witch]

"I suppose it is," she says with a smile. This isn't as much of a comfort as it could be. But she was also glad that those she loved were still living their lives. "Do you have anyone familiar around?"

[fatedsacrifice]

At her question, Noct had just retrieved the stick from the pup's mouth and gave him a pet on the head. With a nod, he threw the stick again and looked back at Lark.

"Ya, he's my Shield back home, but here..he's more than that."

Because they both had the freedom to be that in this place.

[stitch_witch]

Little Bear barks in joy and bolts off after the stick. Clearly this was a very happy dog.

"A sworn shield? You are nobility then," she observes. To her it's a logical jump, but she was from a world of nobility and sworn retainers and knights and magic. For her it was the easiest thing to put together. "And here he became more? I am happy you have had a chance to know this."

[fatedsacrifice]

Seeing the pup run made him think of Umbra and how that dog could track the guys anywhere. Lark's voice brought him back to the present and Noctis lowered his head and scratched the back of it a little nervously.

"Uh ya, not sure how it all happened except to say it was more or less Gladio doing the initiating. But thanks."

[stitch_witch]

"Our hearts can guide us to the balance we need," she says, her voice warm. She reaches out to touch his hand.

"I am glad for you have found this."

[fatedsacrifice]

Noctis blinked at Lark's response even as the pup came back with the stick. Her touch was unexpected but not unwelcome.

And it makes him smile a little shyly. "Thanks..for that and for your words of wisdom."

[stitch_witch]

"I tend to give them whenever I may be asked," she laughs. "I'm glad these were good for you.

[fatedsacrifice]

He laughed a little and scratched the back of his head again. "Wasn't sure I asked for it really, but hey I know wisdom when I hear it."

[stitch_witch]

"Good," she says with a smile. "I have worked many years to gain what knowledge I have, so that I can share it with others."

Usually children, but he could benefit as well.

[fatedsacrifice]

He smiled in return. "You'd make one hell of an advisor for a king."

Ignis would not have it.

[stitch_witch]

Of course she would. Lark chuckles. Kings often turned to mages for such guidance. And as a member of the senior councils of mages, she could be called upon for that.

"But who wants to listen to the words of a woman good with thread?"

[fatedsacrifice]

Noctis laughed slightly. "Well I can listen. And besides."

He then knelt down to get the stick from the pup.

"I always have time to play fetch.

And with that, he stood and threw the stick again.

[stitch_witch]

Little Bear bolts off after the stick again, boofing happily

"We do," she says with a laugh. "More people should have time for sweet animals."

[fatedsacrifice]

Noctis turned and smiled.

"If he was by himself, I'd worry. But he has you here, so that's good."

[stitch_witch]

He does. Lark smiles to himself.

"And I have him. That is something we are both lucky for. Family."