[i]Mmm?[/i]
There was a presence behind her all of a sudden. It was solid. Tangible. Something was there.
Lovissa turned around after she had capped her casket shut and tied it onto her belt with the attached thin ropes and a little effort, straightening up her cloak as well to hide whatever she had in her possession when she turned to face the two young men with a questioning pout and a glint in her green eyes as she gave them a quick scan. Health bars and all. One, the one with the cat-ears and red hair was called Prince. She recognised him, the man she'd tipped earlier for his melancholy song with the harp. The other one was unknown to her, though she could have sworn she'd pushed past him, along with a hell of a lot of other people. The crowds weren't very kind, and giving way was not usually an option. She didn't mind, though.
He was of a shorter stature, the brown haired brown eyed one. His name was Chrysantheum. Chrys for short. [i]Chrysantheum[/i] was definitely a mouthful, so she made a mental note to steer clear away from that. "And what may the two of you require of me?"
She blinked at them in turn, switching between faces until the greeting was offered by the man with the ears. She returned his greeting with a little bow of her head and a smile of her own, though behind it lay a million unsaid thoughts. "Gentlemen, I'm afraid I cannot agree to the favour unless and until I know what it is. And oh, I wonder what it could be. Something for little old me? Anyone else could complete your favour, could they not?"
Here she gracefully sidestepped the two, who would turn to face her, and threw her arms about her to really emphasise what she was talking about.
"In a world, where people are frightened, players run for their lives and dungeons lurk just below one's misplaced foot, it must be tiring on every soul to meet a stranger, must it not? I do not know your names, nor where you come from! Hell, you could be trying to kill me! Or rob me. Good luck with either of those, by the way." here she smirked, even offering the gentleman in smaller stature a wink with those ever-glossy green eyes. Her hands fell behind her and she gave them both a genuine smile. "Ask of me a favour and I may not respond. There are many a person out there who might be quite willing. In fact, even a guild. Do you two come from one? Are you two together? You were together a while ago, though correct me if I'm wrong, you weren't playing with him at your side, particularly.
Were you, Prince?"
Nodding at the two and tilting her head to make a little inclination to the lonely man standing on the center of the nearby stone bridge as people came and go, she spoke again. "Someone over there seems more bored than I am. I think I have plans for the moment. I might just risk a stampede by entering the crowd again. There seems to be an adorable jester going about his business with an adorable little play, which I think I'd quite like to see. If you gentlemen would accompany me, that would be of your own wish. Perhaps we can talk on better spirits then, mm?"
"And after all..." her voice went down to a little whisper here as she bowed her farewell, two fingers touched to her lips in her version of a salute. "It's rude to catch a lady unaware when she's bent over, for any reason, wouldn't you agree? In better spirits, my friends. I shall bid you two adieu for now, Chrys, Prince. I wish you luck."
And with that, she turned on her heel and made her way off, back the way she came, through the crowd. Her footsteps dainty and elegant as to not draw much attention, and her movements fluid until she disappeared behind the wall of people again, making her way to the less crowded area where the Harlequin danced on his pedestal. Luckily enough, she managed to squeeze into one of the front rows of the already-small-but-building group of people there.
"Encore, encore!" she applauded as the man's antics carried on, reminded of her parents and when they took her to the circus as a younger girl. In the real world. [i]Sigh.[/i]
This man here was awfully happy for someone who had lost their entire life.
She applauded him not only for his antics but his enthusiasm and willpower.
[i]It must be difficult still making people smile.[/i]