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Tobias grinned," I can't, it is simply the way I am." He then shrugged." It seems to me that you have two options here: One,find a way to dull me . Two, you get smarter. Somehow, I find your chances at the second to be greater." He widened his grin, knowing the general consensus on second options. His innocence and youth prevented him from understanding the rogue' s comment about her being strong on the outside weak on the inside. He tilted his head, much like a curious dog, and asked," Whatya mean it didn't come out right?"

" Well that's the case with most things, isn't it? You weren't, until you were. For instance, you weren't born, until you were. You weren't a messenger, until you were. You weren't an annoyance, until you were." He laughed as he ducked away to ensure his safety from a sudden whack, if it were to come.

Tobias's eyes drew over to the assistant when he spoke. Kai, he realized. After all, Cyrene had spoken of him, and a king can only have so many assistants. " Hm..." He thought smugly," I like his style. Intelligent, quickly delivered..." He nodded in appreciation to the assistant' s comment," Yes. I like him." Tobias decided, without ever having a conversation with the man, unless of course, this counted as a conversation. Tobias didn't think it did.

Tobias raised a blonde brow," Sure you will. You know what? Let's get out o' here before you embarks your self further. Not that I don't enjoy it, but I think it's only polite of me to try and protect you, even if it is from your own stupidity." Tobias ducked again, just in case.

“Haystacks. Second options are always out of the park, but the first choice would be too difficult,” Cyrene furrowed her brows and huffed. “And I don’t think I could fit any more knowledge into my head. What else is there to know except basic concepts and such?” She shrugged lightly. Of course, she knew there was a lot to understand about said concepts, but it wasn’t as if she would attempt to learn anything about them. Snapping back to the present, the rogue raised a brow at the elf. Then, she made an ‘O’ shape with her mouth as she realized he might’ve not understood what her words meant. “Nothing. The way it was worded didn’t quite sound like something.. That would make me seem alright?”

Her gaze shifted around the room as she wondered if that was the correct way to describe it. The assistant was no help, for he simply looked up and around, as if he was purposely avoiding her stare. She huffed. The one time she needed a small excuse of some sorts her mind blanked. So, she attempted to just move on.

Upon hearing his comment, the redhead gasped and held out her hand before drawing it in towards her once again, laughing as he ducked before she even lifted a finger. Her hands returned to her side. “I was never annoying, thank you,” She crossed her arms and leaned forward somewhat.

“And I was never a royal,” King Louis shook his head with a chuckle, enjoying his sarcastic response. “Guinevere-”

“Cyrene.”

“Guinevere, we both- all-” He made a gesture to his assistant, as well as the elf. “-know that isn’t particularly true.”

The rogue threw up her hands. “Well, that the heck!” Cyrene grinned sidewardly. “I don’t think I’m that annoying, anyways. But- sheesh!”

“Ha!” The rogue looked up for a moment at nothing in particular before she glimpsed at Tobias once again. “I could always protect myself, without a doubt. Even from my foolishness. Most of the time, anyways.” Then, she looked over her shoulder. “Well, we’ll be heading out, I suppose. Kai, you’ll be able to find us, won’t you?”

“Of course. There’s only an entire town to search, right?” The male smirked in return, shaking his head as he did so. “Besides, I’ll be sure to write this within a week. Or maybe I’ll need more time. Who knows?”

The rogue scrunched her nose in return of the last comment. “Oh, shut up! You knew I was joking about that!”

" Oh, and why would that be?" Tobias asked, knowing all too well the reason, but enjoying her apparent frustration." You know, if you ask my opinion, and why wouldn't you, you've got too much in 'ere already. I mean, I don't think it's much of a container, maybe it leaks." He rapped a knuckle on her head, only enough to cause an annoyance. The elf nodded once he heard the sound it made," Yup, definetly leaking, I'm an expert in such things, don't you know?"

Tobias opened his mouth, ready to deliver an argument, when the king answered. Tobias stretched his expression into a grin, trying to make it look like he had originally meant to grin. He mostly succeeded at this endeavor, and his his original intentions.

" Uh, uh huh uh.You should've stopped at " I don't think"."Tobias laughed, not bothering to coward early this time, hoping he would be quicker than her.

Tobias decided the effort to grace Cyrene's latest argument would be wasted, and so he simply rolled his eyes and muttered something under his breath before opening the doors and walking out. He then turned to the king and assistant and called over his shoulder," Hey! Thanks!"

“An expert in what?” Cyrene batted away his hands, taking a step backwards as she did so. “Causing an aggravation to a certain redhead? And, thank you, but what I know is enough. It doesn’t leak or anything like that. Promise.” She chuckled as she held one hand on her chest and the other with the palm facing outwards to show said pledge.

“Falsehood! I think all of the time, actually,” The rogue folded her arms and scoffed with a smile creasing her lips. “Maybe not a lot, but at least I think, right? I would think that that’s better than nothing.”

Cyrene rose a brow, looking back at the two as the elf spoke. “What are you- Why are you thanking ‘em?” She chuckled in bewilderment and followed after him. Despite claiming that she had put thought into everything, she didn’t think to ever thank the King, let alone his assistant.

But, in return of the small appreciation, King Louis called back hopefully before the doors shut. "Ah, no problem! We'll get that letter to you soon enough!"

" Sure, You know the last promise you made happened to be that you wouldn't pick on me. And, well," I guess someone learns something new everyday?'" Tobias raised a sarcastic eyebrow, moving his mouth to the side sassily and crossing his arms. He wasn't entirely certain how she was going to try and worm her way out of this one, only that she would because she was a coniving little rogue. He just hoped he would be able to argue with her.

" So, ready for that strawberry oh brainless one?" Tobias asked, his voice laced with merriment and laughter as his eyes sparked with joy at the opportunity to pick on his elder, it wasn't everyday he got to tease someone of Cyrene's age after all.

The rogue gasped in disbelief. “That was not making fun of you, dear Tobias!” She laid a hand on her chest and shook her head, fighting back the temptation to smile. “I was simply repeating your own words. I apologize if they were used in a mocking manner, but skies forbid I dare tease you!” When the statement rolled off her tongue, she couldn’t help but snort. “I believe we both know that would be highly unacceptable, hm?”

“Brainless?” Cyrene’s mouth fell agape as she adjusted her posture, attempting to stand somewhat taller. “Bottom of a-” She paused. Clearing her throat, she restated her sentence in order to appear not as ‘brainless’. “I beg to differ! I have some intelligence, thank you very much. After all, how stupid can a thief be?” She chuckled, folding her arms in a defensive manner. “Besides, I don’t need something to eat. I’ll live. I mean, I’d be cool with it if you weren’t stealing it, and- y’know- with the whole ‘being the purest elf’ situation or whatever, it’s not exactly ideal.” Cyrene smiled crookedly, tilting her head with a raised brow, as if to ask if he wanted to do this anyways.

"Somehow I find it extremely hard to believe that that wasn't teasing. I, believe it was in fact teasing. After all, you were mocking my former statement and threw my words back at me which is rather rude. And, you used them in order to argue with me, and insults and readings are most often used during an argument." Tobias pointed out, moving his hips and finger in a very snotty way almost as if using his body to argue as well.

Tobias waved his hands at her as if batting a way her arguments," Yes, yes whatever you say." He told her flippantly as he eyed a strawberry vendor. He saluted lazily as he wandered away to go steal the strawberry.

Cyrene felt her jokingly tenderhearted smile fade for a moment as she listened to the elf. But, in a matter of the argument, she dipped onto a quick bow and grinned. “I fully apologize for my actions. It was wrong of me to insult , let alone argue with, you! I regret what I have done deeply, and I hope you can accept my sincerest apols.” She then lifted herself to her normal state once again, though she seemed rather confused. “Apols? That is the right word to use, isn’t it..? Yes, yes it is. So, Tobias-” She nodded to him. “I hope you can accept my sincerest apols.” Cyrene snickered, obviously enjoying saying the word.

The rogue scoffed with a smile, placing one hand on her right hip instead of both on both. “Just don’t get caught,” She hissed underneath her breath with a snicker. “I don’t feel like having to rescue a princess just because they felt the need to get a strawberry.”

" Apols? Where did you find 'at word? It sounds like you went to say apologize and then your brain stopped working. Not that that would surprise me, but still..." Tobias let his sentence drift off as he wondered on the next insult he might use. It would have to be quick, well thought out. Something artistic. Perhaps even something like the King's assistant's quote. It had been well delivered. Yes, something like that." So, oh childish one, where in the known world could someone as... distasteful as you find such a strange word?"

Tobias turned around, walking backwards and rolled his eyes at her. He then turned back around before he had the opportunity to fall into someone. or something. The elf shook his head," Princess." He muttered," How will I ever live this one down?" He asked himself, slightly jokingly as he knee it was kind of a term of endearment between the two. He shrugged as the strawberries drew nearer," Perhaps I don't need to."

Tobias walked by the vendor, waiting until another person struck up a conversation with the vendor before slipping the ripest strawberry he could see into his sleeve. The elf turned and began to walk back.

(( do we want to roll to see if he succeeds or just say yes or no?))

“I beg your pardon, but it’s an actual word!” Cyrene snorted, puffing out her chest in a defensive manner. “I remember someone saying it once. Kai, maybe. Mhm. I think it was him. No one I would know would use such a fancy word, anyways. And- excuse you! I am not childish.” She shook her head at the term as she scoffed “I am very responsible! It’s not my fault I knew a word you didn’t.” She smirked tauntingly, winking at him.

The rogue sneered with a grin in return, mocking him. She chuckled to herself. Hopefully, the tease wouldn’t actually count as mockery, since it was only expressions and not words. But she wouldn’t be surprised if it would be displayed as such. Her gaze drifted over the elf for a few moments- perhaps longer than it needed to- before she focused on the crowd around them. Would anyone suspect them of anything? The unfamiliar face was certainly drawing some looks, she noticed. Well, it is a small community, and it’s not everyday an outsider wanders through the gates. She nodded, confirming her unspoken theory.

(( Go for it! It’ll definitely surprise us one way or another. ))

Sure it is." Tobias rolled his eyes sarcastically," Sure, of course you would say that Kai said it, after all he seems to be the most learned person you know, and therefore if you say he said it it makes it more believable that it's a real word when in fact it isn't and is a lie! A falsehood!" Tobias's voice began to climb as he continued acting as if he were truly offended by her comment.

As Tobias walked away he turned his head to see if anyone noticed...

"What? Tobias, I may lie often, but this is the honest truth!" The rogue nodded, as if the simple movement and words would be enough to convince him. "And it wouldn't really matter who said it, really. Either way, I still would've repeated it just to seem intelligent or something close to that." Cyrene shrugged with a smile. Her hands finally were tucked into her pockets, where she decided they would stay until she needed to wildly gesture to anything else she or the elf said.

The crowd didn't seem to be put off by the wandering ( who would possibly seem indecisive by the stroll to and fro ) elf, but he did receive a handful of looks. One, though, put Cyrene on edge when they squinted, opened their mouth to speak, and stepped forward. But they didn’t seem to be too stirred by the maneuver of Tobias, so he simply shook his head and turned away.

Tobias shook his head"adamantly" and replied," Oh, I seem to remember someone saying that ,"Once a liar, always a liar."?" the elf raised an eyebrow as if asking for her to argue." Oh, so you're... what? A parrot? Good job! You're as intelelgent as a tropical bird!" The youth gave her two thumbs up with a sarcastic grin," Okay, can you tell me anything " intelligent sounding" that you didn't hear from someone else, oh parrot of the kingdom?" Tobias asked.

Tobias wandered back to her, checking over his shoulder only once more before grinning victoriohsly at Cyrene. He gave her an exaggerated bow and rolled the strawberry down from his sleeve and landed it in his palm," My lady." He said, trying to impersonate Kai' s voice, and failing miserably.

“Well, that quote itself is lying,” She huffed, rolling her eyes as she faintly hid her smile. “People can change, y’know. Besides, that doesn’t even affect anything I said, ‘cause I’m not lying. And- jeez! First I’m a racoon, then I’m a werewolf, now I’m a parrot? Tobias, what other animals do you mistake me as?” Cyrene chuckled. “Oh, have you met me? Why would I need a random fact to prove I’m intelligent? You should just trust that I am.” Grinning at the elf, she tapped the side of her head, as if that would demonstrate her level of intellect.

At first, her cheeks flushed with rosiness in mild confusion, but she quickly regained control over her slight daze and flicked Tobias on his forehead. “What’re you doing, Princess?” The rogue snorted, hesitantly taking the strawberry from him. “You look like a dork. Are you feeling alright?” She joked, taunting him with a slight shake of her head.

" Sure, whatever you say. My only problem is that most people don't seem to want to change. Like, oh, Ya know, the Elders. They've been that way for generations. So, why should you change?" He asked, although he did regretted it because now it sounded like he meant she was like the Elders, which wasn't what he meant at all but he couldn't take back words that were already spoken," Er... Not that you're like them,but," The elf' s entire body vibrated with nervous energy as he spoke," well, I mean... You know!" He threw his hands to his sides in exasperation. The boy rung his hands, unsure what to say next. He laughed nervously in response to Cyrene's comment on animals," Well," He rubbed the back of his neck trying to eleviate the stress," I guess you're just some kind o' abomination." Tobias joked, even if it was slightly forced." I'm 'fraid I don't trust that you're intellegent."

Tobias recoiled and scrunched up his nose," Hey!" He said as he held a hand on his forehead, pretending it hurt," Ouch!" He exaggerated the word." I get you a strawberry, and you flick me on the forehead and insult me? No wonder the king dislikes you and sent you on messenger duty!"

Cyrene narrowed her eyes at the remark, lifting a brow. “Why wouldn’t I?” She finally mumbled. She was evidently curious, but she had a few guesses on the answers. “I mean, sure, some people don’t change at all—and some never will—but I believe most would at least try to become better.” Then, with a smile, the rogue waved her hand to the right, as if brushing away the serious topic. “Besides, you could never compare me to your.. the Elders or whatever. I’m obviously too amazing.” She tossed her hair over her shoulder slyly to prove her point ( Also, she didn’t want to make too big of a deal over what the elf clearly didn’t mean to say ). “And why not put a little trust in me? I’m trustworthy enough for you to at least take my word for something, right?”

“Well, I was panicked by whatever..” Cyrene gestured to him, but nothing in particular. “..that was. It was a fight-or-flight thing, y’know? But, anyways, thank you.” Then, she gasped. “Actually, no, I take that back! The King loves me! Who doesn’t?” She grinned and took a bite out of the fruit, her eyes lighting up as she did. She definitely enjoyed the pleasure of having something to eat, and she made sure to wipe her mouth with the back of her hand before muttering an actual thank-you to him.

Tobias jumped upon the first snarky, and somewhat kind, remark he thought of," Well because why would you want to? You're already perfect!" He told her, trying to make her forget what he had just said."Alrighty, if you believe that, I suppose I haven't seen all the people in the world, or even a large portion of them." Tobias didn't even bother to comment on her next remark, he felt he had already buttered her up more than enough. "Speaking of butter, corn sounds really good!"The teen thought to himself as he stared at a marketeer. "Haven't you already had some just a few hours ago? Yeah... I guess I have. Oh well."The boy finally decided as he tore his gaze from the store. He only caught the last part of her question, but he could infer most of it." Oh, fine. I guess I can trust you. For the most part." The elf grinned, knowing she would dislike that last part.

" Whatever that was? It was a bow, and an elegant one at that. So, why would you need a survival instinct to react to a bow?And, Your welcome." He said, obviously enjoying the thanks, perhaps a little too much." I didn't get that feeling off of him. It seemed to me he found you...rather annoying." Tobias grinned, getting ready to duck.

(( so sorry! Had to shear a sheep.))

“Awe, that’s sweet and all, Tobias, but don’t flatter me,” Her nose scrunched as she snorted. She was surprised by the sudden compliment, of course, but she briskly realized that there had to be some sort of catch to it. “I mean, my beliefs are.. probably wrong. Besides, who am I to state my opinion on that, right? I hang out with thieves, for the sky’s sake!” She laughed softheartedly before running her hand through her hair as one of her few nervous habits. “For the most part? Pfft! Princess, I’m one of the most honest rogues in town. What other redhead could you possibly trust more?” She had thought about that last statement before speaking. If she were to say ‘who else’, it would have been too generic ( And she could think of people, herself ). On the other hand, if she were to not be as general and say ‘other rouge’, there were a few names that popped into her mind. So, she went with the color of her hair. After all, it wasn’t as common and she was hoping there wasn’t a snarky comment to follow to prove her wrong. But, knowing the elf, there probably was.

She raised a brow. “Oh? It was? Well, it must’ve startled me, then. Y’know, caught me off guard or whatever,” Cyrene shrugged with an infinitesimal smirk, as if that was the answer. “And—still—you’re wrong. I don’t think I’d be rather annoying, really. I’m just..” She held out her hands, moving them as if they were a teeter-totter. “..unique! Yup!”

(( No worries! We both got a little busy, huh? ))

" Of course it is, it came from me didn't it?"Tobias asked sarcastically, enjoying their bantering."Well, I don't see anyone here that says you're not allowed to state your opinions. So, what're your beliefs on trees?" Tobias asked as he snickered," Sorry, anywah, go ahead and talk, I'm not gonna tell you you're not allowed to tell me your beliefs. Especially after that talk in the woods, where we spoke on Lothfalas, and reincarnation, why would I allow you to speak at one time, and then deny you a little while later?" Tobias asked in all seriousness." Wait a moment, you're the most honest rogue, and then you want to know what other red heads are more trustworthy? How do those two points connect? Or, were you saying that there weren't any other rogues more honest, so you were movin' on to the next distinguishing factor of yourself? And, while I might not know many red haired people, I'm sure there's some more trustworthy than you." The boy frowned, would that insult her? Did that sound too mean? Has she actually ever lied to him?

Tobias raised an eyebrow," Have you ever even seen someone bow?" He asked, obviously pretending to be displeased in her questions." Here: Allow me to show you one." The elf said before bowing again, this time less enthusiastically. He looked up, still bowing, and asked," See?" before straightening his back and responding to her," If that's what you want to call yourself, then by all means go ahead." The Tobias snorted, trying to keep himself from laughing. He pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head as he chuckled.

Cyrene laughed. “Oh, unfortunately, I would state my opinion on anything I pleased, whenever I like,” She joked, flashing a smile. “And.. trees? That’s all you could come up with? Well, they’re highly unappreciated and should no longer be destroyed! But, when everything boils down, that particular belief is one I’m.. not so sure about, you could say. It just depends on the person. Sometimes.” She winced before rolling her shoulders back into a light shrug. She was thinking all of this over in her head, wondering if it made any sense at all. After a few moments of the inner debate, the rogue grinned crookedly and began walking just to focus on something more than her thoughts. “And, yeah, pretty much the second idea of yours. I’m obviously honest almost all the time, and I took a wild shot with the whole ‘only redhead’ thing. But it worked, didn’t it?” She chuckled before hearing his next statement. She jabbed a thumb in her direction to gesture to herself. “And that’s where you’re wrong, my dear friend. I’m as trustworthy as they come!”

“Of course I have. I may not be intelligent, but I know what a bow is. Pfft! You practically have to do it every time you enter the palace!” Cyrene swung an arm to the left to motion to the palace in the distance. “What? Unique’s a good word. It’s better than strange or peculiar, at least!” She chuckled, watching as he rose from his example of a bow.

Tapping her chin, the redhead looked around for a moment. “Well..” She mumbled, squinting. “Hm. Alright! Duke doesn’t seem to be back yet, so would.. You mind if we go on a small detour? I guess it would pass time while we wait for that letter, too.”