[ It's remarkable how quickly they went from glaring at each other to sitting down and having a good time, but on the other hand, that's what Thancred has trained for years to be adept at: putting others at ease, so that they'll let their guard down around him.
In this case, it's far more genuine that if he was "working." He mainly just wants to get to know a fellow Summoned with whom he shares a mutual friend, now gone. (Or preserved, in some way, via Mogwry?)
And if his laughter filled the small campsite before, now it reverberates off of the nearby trees as Hilda asks if Tataru is a primal. ]
No, no, though there are times she can almost be as frightening as one. She is in charge of both the coffers and administrative organization of the order I'm a part of back home. Were it not for her, I would likely never get paid a living wage.
[ A soft smile remains on his lips as he thinks back. It's been quite some time since he's seen her now, yet at least this time it doesn't appear that any time is passing back home. It helps to know that Tataru isn't worrying herself to death, like when they all were dragged to the First. ]
You might not know it looking at that card, but she's a ruthless businesswoman.
[ Frankly, if Thancred had told her that point blank she probably wouldn't have been very surprised. Nobles all played a similar game and Hilda was no exception. The key difference there is that had never been any formal training or any political intent behind it on her part. All of it had been for her own gain. And gain for much of Hilda's life meant doing the most not to lift a finger or break a sweat before later on using it only when she deemed it necessary - like when Claude asked.
Something something, use your power for good not evil.
But all of that is to say that ulterior motives are the farthest thing from her mind at the moment. Not when she feels the genuine sound of Thancred's laugh. A life in noble company had been more tiring than she had anticipated; she vastly prefers this. Even if this had started in a strange way.
She gazes at the card, making a show of scrutinizing it and the portrait of the cheerful visage on it. ]
You know what, I'd believe it. Especially if she made it into a card game.
[ Thancred gives a firm nod in response to Hilda's assessment of Tataru. ]
Yes, she was responsible for that. And for having all of us added as well, in time...
[ That second remark is pitched a little lower, almost as if he doesn't want Hilda to hear. What good does it do to try and keep a low profile when people have a card with his face on it all throughout Eorzea? The only saving grace is that it had been a rare enough printing that it didn't go into wide circulation.
At her question he sighs and shakes his head, leaning back on the makeshift seat. ]
Unfortunately, no, for now I can only play in the Horizon. I suppose that I could try to commission a deck to be created somewhere in Thorne, especially with arcana decks being all the rage, but I haven't gone to that effort just yet. Besides, multiple decks would need to be made for the game to work as intended, so...
[ He shrugs in defeat. There are generally better uses for his coin, so this hasn't been at the top of his list to pursue. ]
[ If Thancred was hoping that Hilda wouldn't hear it, he'd be disappointed to hear that she did. Mogwry did too, head snapping up to look at Thancred with an amused air about him. Kupo, why would anyone want a card with you on it? What with your ugly mug -
Hilda's hand returns to his mouth, clamping down on it to muffle whatever the rest of that sentence might be without batting an eye. Instead of scolding the little moogle (he'll be getting an earful later when they return to her domain) she decides to tease Thancred instead. ]
You mean you wouldn't want your handsome face circulating amongst the Summoned on a deck of cards?
[ While she may be teasing him, it's impossible for his lack of cards to plant a seed of an idea in her mind. Whether it comes to fruition has yet to be seen. ]
[ When Mogwry pipes up after actually keeping quiet for a short time, Thancred rolls his eyes and points a finger at the fussy Moogle. ] And yet my card has a three-star value—
[ But perhaps he shouldn't encourage this behavior, and when Hilda cuts Mogwry off, Thancred lets it go. It really isn't worth his time to get into an argument with an imaginary Moogle, is it.
He focuses instead on Hilda's tease, as it's much more complimentary. ] Oh, so I'm handsome, am I? [ Said like someone who definitely knows he's handsome. ] Unfortunately, I do also have to keep a somewhat low profile around Thorne for a variety of reasons, so it's for the best that there's no reprint here.
[ At least not with him as one of the subjects. Still, the idea of a deck based around the Summoned is quite amusing. ]
In any case, I'm glad you found your Moogle, and I appreciate you listening to my impromptu lesson. [ Not that he even got into all the rules, but that can always wait for another time, if Hilda turns out to be interested in actually playing. ]
[ Now that is an all knowing tone that Hilda is too aware of. Her roommates were masters of it. She is too, to some degree although she'd be hard-pressed to admit as much. Curiosity sparks at his mention of needing to keep a low-profile. It could be another jest for all she knows, but it could very well not be either. As much as Hidla would love to probe a little further, she knows that the longer she stays, the more likely it will be that Mogwry is to start a fight. Especially after that three-star value comment. Mogwry certainly didn't like that.
His little pom-pom bobs furiously, his neck craning around to try and look at Hilda as if that would somehow convince her to release him. When he had shown up at her doorstep, the last thing Hilda had signed up for was an attack moogle. Somehow she manages to continue to seem completely unfazed as she bats her eyes. ]
Thank you for taking the time out of your busy, low-profile schedule to show me despite my moogle being rude.
[ The eyelash batting stops, if only so she can sound as sincere as she means to me. ]
I'd love another lesson if you have the time in the future. And maybe if you find some decks outside of the Horizon we could play in person.
[ Mostly so that she can focus her attention on the game instead of dividing it between a lesson and her angry moogle friend. ]
[ When the eyelash batting starts, Thancred can only smile. Hilda has made quite the first impression, especially with her ability to somehow wrangle even the most difficult moogle without missing a beat. ]
Any time. It was a pleasure. Whether it's here or in person, we'll most certainly have to find a time to play.
[ It's been so long since he was able to have a proper match, since he's not quite sure Mogwry counts. (Sorry, Mogwry.)
Sensing that Hilda's ready to take her leave and return to her own domain to discipline Mogwry however she chooses, Thancred stands to escort her out of the woods. ]
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In this case, it's far more genuine that if he was "working." He mainly just wants to get to know a fellow Summoned with whom he shares a mutual friend, now gone. (Or preserved, in some way, via Mogwry?)
And if his laughter filled the small campsite before, now it reverberates off of the nearby trees as Hilda asks if Tataru is a primal. ]
No, no, though there are times she can almost be as frightening as one. She is in charge of both the coffers and administrative organization of the order I'm a part of back home. Were it not for her, I would likely never get paid a living wage.
[ A soft smile remains on his lips as he thinks back. It's been quite some time since he's seen her now, yet at least this time it doesn't appear that any time is passing back home. It helps to know that Tataru isn't worrying herself to death, like when they all were dragged to the First. ]
You might not know it looking at that card, but she's a ruthless businesswoman.
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Something something, use your power for good not evil.
But all of that is to say that ulterior motives are the farthest thing from her mind at the moment. Not when she feels the genuine sound of Thancred's laugh. A life in noble company had been more tiring than she had anticipated; she vastly prefers this. Even if this had started in a strange way.
She gazes at the card, making a show of scrutinizing it and the portrait of the cheerful visage on it. ]
You know what, I'd believe it. Especially if she made it into a card game.
[ Idly she flips through the rest of the cards. ]
Do you play this outside of the Horizon as well?
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Yes, she was responsible for that. And for having all of us added as well, in time...
[ That second remark is pitched a little lower, almost as if he doesn't want Hilda to hear. What good does it do to try and keep a low profile when people have a card with his face on it all throughout Eorzea? The only saving grace is that it had been a rare enough printing that it didn't go into wide circulation.
At her question he sighs and shakes his head, leaning back on the makeshift seat. ]
Unfortunately, no, for now I can only play in the Horizon. I suppose that I could try to commission a deck to be created somewhere in Thorne, especially with arcana decks being all the rage, but I haven't gone to that effort just yet. Besides, multiple decks would need to be made for the game to work as intended, so...
[ He shrugs in defeat. There are generally better uses for his coin, so this hasn't been at the top of his list to pursue. ]
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Hilda's hand returns to his mouth, clamping down on it to muffle whatever the rest of that sentence might be without batting an eye. Instead of scolding the little moogle (he'll be getting an earful later when they return to her domain) she decides to tease Thancred instead. ]
You mean you wouldn't want your handsome face circulating amongst the Summoned on a deck of cards?
[ While she may be teasing him, it's impossible for his lack of cards to plant a seed of an idea in her mind. Whether it comes to fruition has yet to be seen. ]
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[ But perhaps he shouldn't encourage this behavior, and when Hilda cuts Mogwry off, Thancred lets it go. It really isn't worth his time to get into an argument with an imaginary Moogle, is it.
He focuses instead on Hilda's tease, as it's much more complimentary. ] Oh, so I'm handsome, am I? [ Said like someone who definitely knows he's handsome. ] Unfortunately, I do also have to keep a somewhat low profile around Thorne for a variety of reasons, so it's for the best that there's no reprint here.
[ At least not with him as one of the subjects. Still, the idea of a deck based around the Summoned is quite amusing. ]
In any case, I'm glad you found your Moogle, and I appreciate you listening to my impromptu lesson. [ Not that he even got into all the rules, but that can always wait for another time, if Hilda turns out to be interested in actually playing. ]
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His little pom-pom bobs furiously, his neck craning around to try and look at Hilda as if that would somehow convince her to release him. When he had shown up at her doorstep, the last thing Hilda had signed up for was an attack moogle. Somehow she manages to continue to seem completely unfazed as she bats her eyes. ]
Thank you for taking the time out of your busy, low-profile schedule to show me despite my moogle being rude.
[ The eyelash batting stops, if only so she can sound as sincere as she means to me. ]
I'd love another lesson if you have the time in the future. And maybe if you find some decks outside of the Horizon we could play in person.
[ Mostly so that she can focus her attention on the game instead of dividing it between a lesson and her angry moogle friend. ]
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Any time. It was a pleasure. Whether it's here or in person, we'll most certainly have to find a time to play.
[ It's been so long since he was able to have a proper match, since he's not quite sure Mogwry counts. (Sorry, Mogwry.)
Sensing that Hilda's ready to take her leave and return to her own domain to discipline Mogwry however she chooses, Thancred stands to escort her out of the woods. ]