Thread: Fire Emblem: A New Revolution (Esyel & Beautiful Disgrace's 1x1)

Ike Selune Ike took the time to admire both the scenery and Crimea finally coming into view. Maybe it had just been because he hadn't been here for over a year but somehow, this felt ... larger. It almost looked like the population had increased by tenfold. Or .. had Crimea always held this many people? He honestly couldn't recall. It'd definitely been a while since Ike had come here on a more peaceful note. Needless to say, he was glad to be able to focus on anything but immediately having to draw his sword out and fight. The thought made him smile, as did the sunset. He returned to reality, however, as one of the women behind the stalls of their store spoke to him. The choice of words the elderly female used to describe Katlynn made the very slightest blush dance across his face. ... My lady? I doubt she even begins to think of me in such a manner herself. Still, he didn't object outloud. His eyes quietly looked down to the price tag before he gave the woman - well both, technically - a smile a nod. I think I will, he replied simply, setting down the exact amount in front of the sales woman. Money had never been an issue for Ike. He had never really spent any of his money earned from any of the previous missions before. So, despite not having led the Greil Mercenaries for a while, he had kept most of what he earned from various assignments. Do ... you want me to put it on you, Katlynn? he offered, ready to move some of her hair aside and clasp the necklace around her should she say yes. But if that was too personal, he'd be fine just watching her back to make certain no one tried to steal it from her. The streets were definitely crowded enough that a skilled enough rogue could try. However, with most people beginning to head inside towards taverns, he didn't really expect the trouble. Still, much better to be safe than sorry. Soren's words certainly caught Selune's interest. Was he .. well-known or something? How was he so sure that she would be safe around him? She wanted to inquire yet not sound as if she were doubting him. Instead, she merely nodded in agreement, putting her faith and life in his hands. It wasn't something she typically did. But by this point, she had little to no choice. He really was the closest thing to an ally and friend she'd had ... ever? In years for certain. No. No, I'm not. There were definitely times it was tempting to, even if just to survive but ... no. I don't steal. Otherwise, she probably would have a tome on her plus some more elegant, discreet, or perhaps both types of clothing. Remembering Soren's persistent words about being thanked, she merely smiled while staying behind him. Finally, her luck was beginning to shift. Of all the people she could have encountered, Soren was clearly one of the much better possibilities. Were this anyone else .... gods knew what exactly would be happening to her. When the answer of 'probably nothing pleasant' entered her mind, she gripped her lower lip briefly before resuming their trek, forcing her legs to keep moving in hopes of arriving to Crimea in good time. There were a few immediate things she'd want upon entering there a place to sit, a meal, and somewhere to sleep -- all in about that order.