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The true joy of love brings a thousand tears

Who: Ovelia and Agrias
When: Sometime in mid-late April
Where: The Near Shore
What: Finding reasons to smile.

[ While Ovelia was fairly certain Agrias hadn't figured out her reaching out on the network for answers and empathy was her own words, it was also obvious both with their emotional connection as shinki and goddess AND Ovelia's general lethargy that once more that darkness in her heart and mind was weighing heavily on the shinki. And while normally simply spending time with her in her room, reading silently, just being near her helped, at some point it had been suggested they go on an outing together into The Near Shore. It seemed like a silly and fleeting thing to indulge in, to Ovelia, but... perhaps silly and fleeting was precisely what she needed.

She'd picked out a somewhat more modern dress to wear out, so they'd draw less attention. The last thing she really wanted right now was curious and possibly judgemental eyes on her, and waited for Agrias near the pedestal on the dock just outside the temple bordering the lake it sat upon, the one they used to teleport to and from the near shore, looking out on the horizon and feeling the breeze catch her hair. ]

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[It was because of her bond with Ovelia that Agrias continued to endure those very emotions creeping into her.

She never once showed any such hesitation and lethargy when spending time together. Ovelia needed her to be strong and enduring, and that was what she had resigned herself to be. Though truthfully, Agrias could not help but become increasingly more and more worried.

"Gods be merciful, is this truly Ovelia?"

The knight would ask herself, concerned over the darkness that gripped the Queen's very soul.

It was that same concern that prompted the very same trip they were about to embark on.]

Ovelia!

[She approached from the distance.]

Apologies for my tardiness, I was simply...

[But she can't help but notice.]

Ah, 'tis a lovely garment. The lady wears it well.

Mm... [ A blush crept into her face. A fleeting moment of happiness. A step to be taken. Waver was right, in that they existed. And hearing Agrias' praise would always be a joy, even if other things inspired such turmoil. ]

My thanks, milady. [ She gave a bow, straightening out and offering an honest, if tired looking smile. ] However... do you intend to go out in your armor?

[It's such a simple, harmless question. Yet Agrias is taken aback, as if she overlooked something very important, though she cannot for the life her figure out what.

She gives herself a quick once-over.]

'Twas mine intent, aye.

Have I overlooked something?

Well... We are not going to battle, milady. Should you not leave such things here?

Ah, hrm.

[She takes a moment to clear her throat.]

I'm afraid I've simply... not taken much time to look into additional garments for myself.

Mine armor is what I feel most at ease in. And maintaining it is but a simple matter to me.

I do not doubt that, and would not wish for you to endure discomfort for my sake, but it does give the impression that we are on mission, or otherwise expecting danger.

Perhaps my current state does have me come across as... over-prepared. I should not want to cause any suspicion by attracting undue attention.

[For as much attention as she could bring to herself by going to world the living, in any case.]

Would you be willing to assist me, Ovelia? I admit I know so little regarding modern attire, and you've already a ways ahead of this knight.

[ A small chuckle, Ovelia's cheeks coloring some. ]

I know not more than you, milady, but I suppose being fashionable comes more naturally to me, regardless... Ah, not to offend, I mean! [ She waved her hands. ]

That is... I would be happy to help select something for you.

Worry not, Ovelia. I've always had the utmost faith in you.

[No pressure, right?

But in actuality, Agrias already trusted Ovelia with her with her life.

So why not trust her with fashion choices?]

Shall we be off? I admit to being curious as to what our trip shall yield.

[ It was at least some pressure, but not the sort Ovelia felt crushed beneath. Rather, she felt she could thrive here. In her eyes, Agrias was beautiful, and capturing that beauty in a more modern garment was something she felt confident in.

Which was why their first stop would be a shopping district in the living world, full of little boutiques and other shops they could explore. She'd take her, first, to the place where she'd obtained the dress she was wearing. They had a vintage style that appealed to Ovelia. ]

Tis a good place to begin. The tailor here is quite enamored with the fashions more familiar to you and I. It inspires them.

[Agrias followed as Ovelia took the lead. A different change of pace for the two of them, to be sure, but one she felt would benefit them both.

The knight's eyes were captivated almost immediately.

There was a sense of familiarity to the garments on display, yet they'd also been adapted to a more current style.]

'Tis clear that they possess a fair amount of skill. I should want to praise them for their efforts.

[Praise was all fine and good, though not the reason for their visit.]

Ah, I suppose I should... find a garment that catches my attention, then.

Take your time. And I'll remain ever ready to offer advice if needed. [ Ovelia hummed, giving an excited nod. ]

Though I doubt any selection will fail to satisfy. This dressmaker's talents shine, as does milady's natural aesthetic.

[Agrias took her time in observing the selection. Such different styles than she was accustomed to seeing.

Much more extravagant, by comparison.

She looked, and looked.

... And looked some more.

But didn't really seem to be any closer to making a choice.]

Forgive me. I simply know not where to begin.

'Tis overwhelming, in a sense.

Shameful, even. That such a simple choice eludes me.

[ Ovelia let out a small laugh, shaking her head. ]

Be not ashamed, milady. Tis nothing to fret over so much. [ It definitely seemed trivial compared to what they'd both been through, mentally, lately. Thankfully, Ovelia was quick with a solution, picking out a particular outfit she'd eyed and had thought would look great on Agrias. ]

Here. This should fancy you.

[Agrias stares at the garment, taking it in her hands.

And then she stares at it a bit longer.]

'Tis so unusual, the style. And the material, quite unlike any I have ever worn.

[She doesn't seem to dislike it, thought.]

Yet, that is also the very reason I've found myself within these walls.

I should... like to try this on.

I think you shall find tis not so far away from your tastes as you may think. Please do try it on, milady. I eagerly await to see you presented as such.

Aye, I shan't tarry.

[Off to the dressing room she was went, after a bit of guidance. She did not want to leave Ovelia alone for very long, though undoing the entirety of her armor was fair delay.

It took some time, though the knight eventually stepped back out.]

'Tis very... light.

[Agrias kept looking at herself, feeling particularly self-conscious and hyper aware of what she was wearing. She hadn't really observed herself much in a mirror yet, even.]

What does the lady think?

[ There was no hiding the color in Ovelia's cheeks as she saw Agrias step out of the dressing room. Even if some of her radiant confidence was absent, there was still a certain luminescence that Agrias carried with her that shined through, though no through a different lens. ]

Beautiful... Milady is as lovely as one could be, in such a dress...

[While Agrias herself wasn't sure how to feel about the garment, she could certainly take notice of how Ovelia felt towards it. Their bond made it as such.

It was a good sensation to be having, one that was a welcome change from the darkness that continued to make it's presence known in Ovelia.

Admiration, and fondness.

Though was that really their extent?]

Your words truly flatter me, Ovelia.

Truth be told, I've sometimes envisioned myself had I chosen a path different from that of a knight.

[ Admiration, fondness, adoration, and a whole slew of positive, if amorous, feelings that Ovelia had no more mental energy left to put shields against. Or perhaps she didn't feel a need to, because what they were doing was so distracting from the inevitable ache that came with those feelings... ]

I can hardly imagine you as anything but, but to hear such a thing tickles the imagination. What would you have done, milady, had you not taken up arms as a protector?

'Tis hard to imagine, on that I will agree with.

Ever have I been in the service of my kingdom and its people. A different trade... perhaps I would've found myself confounded not by mere garments.

Since the lady has asked, what else would she see me as, if not a knight?

Ah... Perhaps a constable?

Though one supposes that is not so truly different, when thought of broadly.

[There's a brief chuckle, followed by a small.]

'Tis a sentiment I must needs agree with!

Truly, had I not chosen the path of knighthood, I would've surely found myself still serving my kingdom.

A certainty, I feel.

I wonder what sort of role I would have in your world... surely nothing of great importance.

[ Kill bill sirens. ]

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