[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]

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."

[fatedsacrifice]

Noctis smiled.

"Yeah it doesn't seem so common here, people seem pretty lonely at times."

[stitch_witch]

Yes, that is true.

"It can be hard to trust yourself to strangers I suppose."

[fatedsacrifice]

He nodded as he watched the wolf pup.

"It is, especially when you're not sure how someone else is like first meeting someone."

[stitch_witch]

Lark nods in agreement. It is often hard to tell, isn't it?

"Yet the mystery of other people is part of what makes them a delight to come to know."

[fatedsacrifice]

He smiled. "People can definitely be mysterious, I'll agree to that."

[stitch_witch]

Oh? That's an interesting statement. Lark smiles knowingly at Noctis.

"Present company include?"

[fatedsacrifice]

That observation made him laugh.

"Ya definitely."

[stitch_witch]

"Young people do so believe in airs of mystery," she chuckles lightly. Though she supposed Noctis was better at it than many people.

[fatedsacrifice]

Noctis half laughed. "There's more than enough mysteries here to investigate too."

He knelt down and retrieved the stick, getting ready to toss it again.

[stitch_witch]

Yes, there were, weren't there?

Lark smiles and nods.

"And we shall continue seeking them together. For now, though, I think I shall leave you to investigate the mystery of whether your arm or Little Bear will tire first."

[fatedsacrifice]

Noct laughed good naturedly and threw the stick again. "Well I'll get going once he returns the stick so you can get on with what you're doing."

[stitch_witch]

And speak of the devil, here's the dog running back wit said stick. Lark smiles as the thing is dropped at Noctis's feet.

"Thank you, for entertaining him as long as you did."

[fatedsacrifice]

He handed the stick back to Lark and nodded, before petting the pup.

"Any time."

[stitch_witch]

Lark offers him a warm smile and a nod.

"Oh I assure you that I shall make use of such a suggestion. But for now, a good day to you."