Who: Astralin and you! Where: Meadowlands, on his new farm. What: Astralin needs help setting up his new farm, anyone is welcome to help out. Warnings: None.
Prompts below! If you want to mingle, feel free to make your own prompts.
[...What remarkable skill. Even those skilled in the utilization of Cryo would struggle to replicate a person's visage in such exacting detail. Kaeya marvels at it, hands on his knees when he hunches down to examine it closely. No detail out of place, it seems, and his eyes shoot up to meet Astralin's with a broad grin.]
I'm afraid our definitions of impressive are entirely different. On the contrary, your talent is obvious at a glance. Very impressive, Astralin.
[Very impressive. On the mental list of notes he's maintained on the people of Aldrip, he places Astralin towards the top.]
I'll be keeping your offer in mind. I may not be of much assistance on the creative front, but should you ever find yourself in a bind on the battlefield, feel free to seek me out. Then again... that scythe of yours looks plenty imposing on its own.
Has anyone told you that you have quite the silver tongue, young man? Not that it is a bad thing.
[The compliments... Are quite flattering, really. Something he thought wouldn't be so special might actually be special, with the way Kaeya speaks. Quite honestly, Kaeya is reminding him of someone special back home, and there's a hint of a flattered smile that appears on the corner of his lips. Flattered, and homesick really, but he won't say anything about that second matter.]
Is that so? Are you a knight or sorts back home? Or perhaps a warrior?
[His eyes give Kaeya a once over, before trailing back to the scythe on his back.]
Ah, well. I am... But a simple farmer. However, I have seen much blood spilled, and I suppose you could say that I have spilt blood as well. Times of war back home have made it difficult to keep my hands clean of that, but... I do appreciate your offer. It puts my mind at ease, to know I can rely on someone in battle.
[Kaeya's chuckles are mirthful, jovial, but he should mind his silver tongue around a married man, shouldn't he? Then again, he'd rather trust that Astralin understands these compliments are coming from a good place and that Kaeya doesn't expect anything in return for stating what he believes is the honest truth. Sure, he might be inclined to embellish the truth just a bit... but regardless, he means well. Astralin has yet to give him a reason to lie.
...Well, he hadn't given Kaeya much reason to lie until now. His vocation has little importance in this land, but a man with eyes as sharp as Astralin's might easily see through him if he tells too outlandish of a story. Tipping his chin skyward, Kaeya hums.]
I know my way around a blade. Where I'm from, it never hurts to know how to defend yourself.
[That answers Astralin's question, doesn't it? Sure, Kaeya wasn't exactly forthright, but he's counting on Astralin not calling him out on answering so vaguely.]
You see... You claim to be a mere farmer, so in that sense, I suppose I'm merely a swordsman. I've seen my fair share of combat, but only out of necessity. We're quite the same in that regard, wouldn't you say?
It is not a bad thing. In fact, I must admit you remind me of my husband, Rivoix, so I find it rather amusing.
[It's said with a rather fond smile, and nothing more than that. If anything, if he knew Kaeya well enough, this is where he would get that fatherly head pat for the misunderstanding, but he doesn't know Kaeya well enough quite yet. However, given this meeting so far, and how he did extend his creationism services to him... He expects that he might be seeing Kaeya more often than not. Which! He didn't mind. He found the young man to be rather amusing.]
I am not surprised. You must have your own talents that are not to be slept on, I am sure.
[Kaeya's quite right on that, and he's not one to call out Kaeya for being so vague. It wasn't really his place to say anything, and he figures that Kaeya may reveal bits and pieces as time goes on. For now, he's content to just learn about the people who come here, at their own pace.]
Mmm... I would say so. I am sure there are similarities, but truly... I am not much. I may be a prodigy in magic, but I am a simple farmer who's family cut ties with nobility.
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I'm afraid our definitions of impressive are entirely different. On the contrary, your talent is obvious at a glance. Very impressive, Astralin.
[Very impressive. On the mental list of notes he's maintained on the people of Aldrip, he places Astralin towards the top.]
I'll be keeping your offer in mind. I may not be of much assistance on the creative front, but should you ever find yourself in a bind on the battlefield, feel free to seek me out. Then again... that scythe of yours looks plenty imposing on its own.
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[The compliments... Are quite flattering, really. Something he thought wouldn't be so special might actually be special, with the way Kaeya speaks. Quite honestly, Kaeya is reminding him of someone special back home, and there's a hint of a flattered smile that appears on the corner of his lips. Flattered, and homesick really, but he won't say anything about that second matter.]
Is that so? Are you a knight or sorts back home? Or perhaps a warrior?
[His eyes give Kaeya a once over, before trailing back to the scythe on his back.]
Ah, well. I am... But a simple farmer. However, I have seen much blood spilled, and I suppose you could say that I have spilt blood as well. Times of war back home have made it difficult to keep my hands clean of that, but... I do appreciate your offer. It puts my mind at ease, to know I can rely on someone in battle.
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[Kaeya's chuckles are mirthful, jovial, but he should mind his silver tongue around a married man, shouldn't he? Then again, he'd rather trust that Astralin understands these compliments are coming from a good place and that Kaeya doesn't expect anything in return for stating what he believes is the honest truth. Sure, he might be inclined to embellish the truth just a bit... but regardless, he means well. Astralin has yet to give him a reason to lie.
...Well, he hadn't given Kaeya much reason to lie until now. His vocation has little importance in this land, but a man with eyes as sharp as Astralin's might easily see through him if he tells too outlandish of a story. Tipping his chin skyward, Kaeya hums.]
I know my way around a blade. Where I'm from, it never hurts to know how to defend yourself.
[That answers Astralin's question, doesn't it? Sure, Kaeya wasn't exactly forthright, but he's counting on Astralin not calling him out on answering so vaguely.]
You see... You claim to be a mere farmer, so in that sense, I suppose I'm merely a swordsman. I've seen my fair share of combat, but only out of necessity. We're quite the same in that regard, wouldn't you say?
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[It's said with a rather fond smile, and nothing more than that. If anything, if he knew Kaeya well enough, this is where he would get that fatherly head pat for the misunderstanding, but he doesn't know Kaeya well enough quite yet. However, given this meeting so far, and how he did extend his creationism services to him... He expects that he might be seeing Kaeya more often than not. Which! He didn't mind. He found the young man to be rather amusing.]
I am not surprised. You must have your own talents that are not to be slept on, I am sure.
[Kaeya's quite right on that, and he's not one to call out Kaeya for being so vague. It wasn't really his place to say anything, and he figures that Kaeya may reveal bits and pieces as time goes on. For now, he's content to just learn about the people who come here, at their own pace.]
Mmm... I would say so. I am sure there are similarities, but truly... I am not much. I may be a prodigy in magic, but I am a simple farmer who's family cut ties with nobility.