17th Star

[sparkling_eyes]

[Action; 747 Partridge; Saturday morning]

[Well, it's been a few days since the end of the event, when Lyon stormed up to her room and locked herself in out of sheer embarrassment.  She was droned for seemingly no reason about ten minutes after that, and Mayfield's been treated to the cheerful drone named Mismar bouncing around town in her place ever since - doing her hair up in curls, going on dates with the Prince's drone, and just generally having a nice relaxing time in the wonderful town of Mayfield.

...All of that comes to an abrupt end on Saturday morning, however, as a red beam of light tears through the roof of 747 Partridge Drive, bright enough and wide enough to be seen from anywhere in town.]

[Phone; filtered from drones]

...Hello, everyone.  It's Lyon.  I'm back.  How long has it been here?  And can anyone help repair a hole in a roof?

Comments

[sparkling_eyes]

Okay, now I know that one can't be true.

[commentboxtroll]

Oops. Was that one too far out there?

[sparkling_eyes]

You shouldn't lie, Caesar.

[commentboxtroll]

Come on, I was only kidding around. No harm in that.

[sparkling_eyes]

Besides, the Prince and I haven't even talked about kids yet.

[commentboxtroll]

Of course not. You have to marry him before you get that conversation.

[But now that he's no longer getting a laugh out of this conversation, his head sinks back behind the arm of the couch again.]

[heavenfang]

A Rune, eh? Hmm... May I ask which one?

[sparkling_eyes]

It's called the Twilight Rune, one of the three guardian Runes of the Queendom of Falena.

[sparkling_eyes]

Isn't that moving a little too quickly?

phone.

[crosseyed]

There is a hole in your roof...? Did something happen, Lyon?

[sparkling_eyes]

I had a bit of an accident.

[crosseyed]

An accident? That put a hole in your roof?

What kind of accident does that?

[solarhussyalert]

Ok! As long as you're not calling yourself Mismar and being really cheerful about this place again!

[She pokes her head through the door and peers at the ceiling]

Um...

[not_so_great_wall]

Mm! When should I come over? Are you going to work on it now? I think we have a.... what's it called? — ah! A tarp! We have a tarp in the garage if you need to just cover it up for now.

[sparkling_eyes]

The kind where you lose control of a new regain for a moment.

[sparkling_eyes]

[Lyon just holds up her left hand with a guilty look. The Twilight Rune shines brightly.]

[sparkling_eyes]

Oh, that would be very helpful, thank you! You can come over whenever you like.

[heavenfang]

... Something like that, then. -Tir's voice seems almost distant. As if there is a great deal of gravity to the words he just spoke.-

[commentboxtroll]

Well don't ask me. I don't know how you Falenans do romance or marriage...

[weiss_tank]

Ah I see, it makes sense that someone like the prince would have a personal cook.

[sparkling_eyes]

...You know about them?

[sparkling_eyes]

The same way anyone else does, I think.

[sparkling_eyes]

Right! He and his daughter Shun Min make the most delicious dishes! Retso cooks, and she raises the fish.

[solarhussyalert]

Um, don't feel bad. The roof will fix itself, right?

[sparkling_eyes]

I think so.