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[personal profile] rightfully 2018-11-19 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[ About half a day after this, Connor receives an incoming call on his watch. It's from Lucina.

Does he pick it up, or...?

(I'm sorry this tag sucks so badly.) ]
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[personal profile] rightfully 2018-11-20 08:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ As a matter of fact, she can! He greets her with a surprisingly happy tone, subverting her expectations. Lucina had anticipated he would still be brooding following his conversation with the woman from his homeworld. That's what she would be doing, after all! However, superimposing her own tendencies on other people is typically a bad method for predicting their actions, she's learning. ]

Good day, Connor.

[ As usual, she doesn't dress up her half of a conversation with small talk or empty words. ]

Would you like to go for a walk with me? I have a longing to stretch my legs.

[ Spoiler: They're going to the forest. :D ]
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[personal profile] rightfully 2018-11-20 03:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She still isn't remotely ready to invite him into or near her living quarters. With that in mind, she gives a neutral answer, as well as a convenient one. ]

I am just finishing up some chores in the dining area. I - [ oh, cool.

guess who dropped her watch in the sink mid-sentence!

...

Somewhat gingerly, she leans closer to the basin and its plethora of hot, soapy water. Some of her hair falls forward and ends up in the water. ]


Connor? Can you still hear me?
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[personal profile] rightfully 2018-11-20 03:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Intelligently, Lucina remains propped close to the lip of the basin a moment longer, waiting to see if Connor will respond. And he does! Just... not in the way she was expecting. A familiar voice pops up behind her and Lucina's reaction is so visceral, so immediate, that she whirls around and - bangs her knee, quite hard, on the corner of the tub. Her expression contorts just so, eyes widening, and it takes all her composure not to instinctly favour the knee. ]

Connor.

[ Some of the hair framing her face drips suds. It is the epitome of dignity and refinement, truly. ]

I - Ah, apologies. My watch slid off my wrist and into the sink, and I wasn't anticipating your quick arrival...

[ she's a mess ]
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[personal profile] rightfully 2018-11-21 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
I'm quite alright, Connor.

[ She means it! A throbbing knee and slightly damp ends of her hair - well, that's just the cost of doing business. Or something. The point is, she doesn't look annoyed or even offended by her misfortune.

She turns back to the full sink basin, eyeing it with a tinge of resignation. ]


I haven't yet retrieved my bracelet, though.

[ TERMINOLOGY COUNTER—
Watch: 1.
Bracelet: 1. ]


If you'll give me just a moment, I will grab it so we can go.

[ starts to roll up her sleeve ]
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[personal profile] rightfully 2018-11-24 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
[ Well... Alright, then. Lucina watches, somewhat haplessly, as Connor bounds forward and does the thing before she can even finish rolling up her sleeve. She, uh, she rolls it back down with finessing fingers and then accepts her damp watch - which lights up at her touch! She didn't destroy it again! She now has a PhD in technology! ]

Yes, you're right.

[ She fastens it back around her wrist, careful to pull the band a little tighter through the buckle this time. ]

I ought to be used to having this device on me by now, and more cognizant of its safety. [ It's a watch, not a puppy. You know what, whatever. It's super serious declaration time! That is, her voice takes on its more regal, precise cadence, enunciating every syllable with exacting care. ] I will outgrow this carelessness.
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[personal profile] rightfully 2018-11-25 10:34 am (UTC)(link)
Thank you, but it's well in hand. I was finished before you arrived.

[ The severity of her overly serious affectation ebbs slightly. Lucina relaxing is something that only happens in small increments - little gestures and shifts that aren't always noticeable to the people around her. Being inobtrusive is a fairly necessary skill for a princess to learn at a young age, after all.

Of course, cleaning up the kitchen isn't very princessly in turn, but she's never seen it that way. Being too proud for menial work would be an ugly characteristic, in her mind.

But, like she said, it's been dealt with, so Lucina continues - ]


Shall we? There was something I wanted to speak to you about, but I decided it was best done in person.

[ Connor, apparently, gets no say in the matter. ]
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[personal profile] rightfully 2018-11-25 06:46 pm (UTC)(link)
In a sense.

[ As the grass, still stiff from the morning chill, crunches under her boots, Lucina contemplates their surroundings. It's quite nice out here, even with the implication of the changing seasons hanging low and brisk in the air.

Her pause is palpable. In truth, Lucina is very ignorant to the social rules of commenting on someone else's public conversation over a network. She hasn't exactly had Twitter or Facebook to break her into the concept. Lucina's tendency is to barrel forward bluntly, assuming that her natural eloquence will see her through - or, just as often, not thinking about it either way. Princess privilege never helped her learn that some topics are closed to her.

So, after that (palpable) pause, here's Lucina, pushing on clearly. He is not eased into it. ]


To tell the truth, I was privvy to the conversation with [ how even to describe it ] the individual from your home. The belligerent one. [ beat ] The one called "North". [ Because, you know, the belligerent one could describe Hank to a degree.

In her peripheral vision, Lucina holds Connor's expression, looking for any sign of reaction to her words, but doesn't add anything else right away. ]
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[personal profile] rightfully 2018-11-27 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ She stops, turns halfway, looks him dead on. ]

No, you aren't. Forgive me for saying so, but I can see it in your face.

[ Happy, that is. And, honestly? It's more hypocrisy from her, denying someone else the opportunity to hide behind their words, stripping them of their secrets. She's young, still, and will have these moments. ]

There's no reason to affect otherwise. [ Once started, she hardly knows how to stop. ] How do you actually feel about my bringing it up?
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[personal profile] rightfully 2018-11-27 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ Do you see what you just did there, Connor? Lucina, for all her faults, can't even imagine being this unsubtle - and this is from one cagey individual to another. Not for a single moment does she imagine he's unaware he's doing it (whether or not he is or isn't). ]

Connor...

[ gods

No, she digs her own heels in, gaze still lingering firmly on his face despite how his seems so faraway. Gently, she points out: ]


I did just ask you a question. You've let it go unanswered.
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[personal profile] rightfully 2018-11-29 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ Accepting that as something real (or real enough) from him, she starts to walk again. There's nothing assuming in her steps. Implicitly, it is up to Connor to dictate the pace of their stroll. ]

Emotional testimony only has as much power as others are willing to give it. You are hardly without allies here.

[ Herself, for one. For whatever it may mean. ]

For someone like you, she's... not what I might have expected.
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[personal profile] rightfully 2018-12-02 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sometimes, Lucina hangs back her more decisive tendencies just to see what he'll do. This is once such incident: from the aimlessness of their walk to her unassuming observations spurring opinion out of him.

If she were a little less upright, the fact that Connor apparently believes he isn't stubborn may startle a laugh out of her. As it is, she merely internalises the observation, politely hiding a smile. (For a moment, it threatens at her - eyes and lips both, a muscle twitching in her throat as she smothers it back.) ]


I'm sorry, I don't understand. Can you explain what you mean by "deviant" in this context?
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[personal profile] rightfully 2018-12-03 11:38 am (UTC)(link)
Of course.

[ She wouldn't forget something like that! It seemed very important to him, and therefore is worth remembering. ← The world according to Lucina. ]

You said you were - created - to focus on very specific crimes, but that within that umbrella, you had witnessed the aftermath of murder.

[ Nailed it. ]

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