The Streets of Fandom, Wednesday Evening

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So, Arden and Cal had been sending pics back and forth, Arden sharing as much of Daventry and the tournament as she could, Cal responding with pictures of the island and some of her favorite birds. (Yes, she had favorite birds around the island, don't ask, #JustSylphThings). About fifteen or so minutes ago, she'd sent a text asking him to go check on a specific bird that sometimes showed up in town.

Interestingly enough, a portal from Daventry just happened to open up in that exact same spot, and Arden stepped through, still dressed in her fantasy world finery, looking around to see if her ruse worked.

[While the text was to Cal, open post is open for other folks, whether they're also returning from Daventry or just happen to be out and about!]

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So he could relate to Dean about these two absolute idiots.

"I'll bring water!" Arden said. "I'm pretty sure a nice cool bottle of water will be perfect once we've finished." Then she considered. "Wait. Do you get really thirsty, like, during?"

[moreofaponchoguy]

"Not usually. The whole point is to relax, so the water will be helpful afterward. It won't be strenuous, I promise," Cal said.

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Dusk was falling, the sky painted in crimsons and golds as they walked down Loon Street, holding hands (in a friendly way), her dress rippling in the rising wind, Cal holding her suitcase with BD on his back. It's just...nice. Relaxing and calm and nice.

"You know," she said softly, "this is just...so normal. And that sounds maybe not great, but I mean it just the opposite. It's the kind of normal I never expected to have. Walking down the street with a cute guy and his adorable best friend, not having to be afraid that the Duskwatch is gonna drag me off and execute me because I didn't fake being human well enough..." She trailed off, sorting through her thoughts. "I'm not scared," she finally realized. "I mean, I probably will be if I think about it too hard, but right now? I'm not scared. That's beautiful."

[moreofaponchoguy]

For a moment, Cal let himself be a stupid guy and relish in the fact that Arden had called him cute, but he was able to quickly refocus on the real matter at hand. "You should never have to worry about that," he said, giving her hand a real squeeze. "I'm glad you're not scared, because you shouldn't have to be. I can't think of anyone here who would hurt you, and if anyone wants to try, they'll have to get through me. And everyone else in the Manor too," he added. "It's not right that people want to execute you for something you have no control over."

Something something pot kettle, yes.

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"I don't want people getting hurt because of me," Arden admitted. "And I don't really know how to deal with that, you know? Callista always told me that if I ever got myself caught by the Duskwatch, she wouldn't lift a finger to help me. We've barely know each other for more than a few weeks--" Goddess, had it really only been that long? "--and you're already willing to stand between me and a death squad. I don't know how..."

How to process that. Not just that he might - that they all might - but once more putting into context how little Callista, Duke, or Grimm actually cared about her.

"But hey," she joked, turning away from that bleak thought to a differently bleak one, "just look at all we have in common."

Because yes, pot. She was, in fact, noting your hue.

[moreofaponchoguy]

"I would do it because it's the right thing to do. I've been lucky to have people in my life who I know would have my back, and it's really unfair that you haven't." If he ever met this Callista person, he was going to make sure she regretted her actions. "But now you do, because that's how things are supposed to work. You find your people and you make things better together."

He did have to smile as he thought about all they had in common. Part of why he'd felt so alone was that there weren't many people still alive who had gone thought what he'd experienced. He didn't like that they were both afraid, but he felt a little less solitary right now. "I guess what we have in common makes up for the weird Earth stuff I don't know."

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Oh, Cal honey. Just wait. You hadn't even begun to hate Callista. Just give it a few more weeks.

"Don't worry, there's still plenty of weird Earth stuff I don't know," she said. "And you'll get to be the one who runs after me with sunblock when I'm chasing off after some giant bird on...Keshak?"

Yes, she was pronouncing it 'Kesha' and adding a -k at the end. Look, he'd only mentioned it, like, once.

[moreofaponchoguy]

"Kashyyk. It's got more Ys than it should. It's a whole thing where I'm from," Cal explained. "First, we need to get you to recognize the difference between friendly bird and murder birds. Some of them are so angry."

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"That does sound like an important distinction," Arden said, laughing. "Perhaps even something to focus on before I step foot on the planet. It will be very embarrassing to be taken out by a bird."

Especially as a sylph.