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Warmer than coffee; Leonel / Freya
Topic Started: Aug 13 2010, 09:15 PM (352 Views)
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It was about time Leonel took a day off, he had been working too much lately, he barely had time to relax and read a good book or spend the day with Keisuke. "Huh?" Leonel grasped looking at a particularly curious shop at Pyrite Circle, one that he never got the opportunity to visit.<br><br>
Fluorite Cafe, an attractive and different name for a coffee shop, Leonel thought. It was a bright day, not a single cloud in the sky, even thought the meteorologists said it would certainly rain. He, then, entered the shop, sat and enjoyed his coffee and blueberry pie.<br>
"It's weird...she still haven't showed up..." The young librarian said calmly to himself, while he added sugar to the warm and refreshing coffee in front of him. "Nevermind...", he thought, taking a small slice of the cake to his mouth and tasting it.<br><br>
Maybe Obsidian was the right place to go? Leonel wasn't so sure about it, but once everything was over, he would surely come back, he had grown attached to the warm energy that seemed to flow every piece of it...<br>
"And there's also...well, Freya." He thought for a moment, silly wasn't it? He barely knew her yet her company made him feel a little bit more cheeful and gave him hope he had long lost, and maybe that was the real reason that was keeping him here? He just wasn't sure...
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Goodness, she had no idea that she was going to have to take such a late lunch when she first opened Misfit Seeds that day, but she felt as if she'd been swamped for the entire day. Customers who delayed purchasing their Summer seeds were flocking to her today, dismayed to see that the Farming Superstore was still working at bringing in a new shipment of their seeds, and Freya was as happy as ever that Peter decided to buy his seeds early: the day before the season changed at all. Saved everyone a great deal of frustration and pain. She sighed softly as she closed the store, locking it behind her just out of a measure of paranoia, and hurried off to the cafe, tucking her cardigan closer around her.<br>
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The silly sweater made her feel so much warmer out here in the thick, humid summer heat, but one could not put a price on modesty. Where Jane had absolutely no qualms with running around almost as naked as the day she was born, Freya held her morals in higher esteem. While she knew that Jane was completely naive and innocent, she could not hold the girl's actions against her too very much, but Freya had read...romance novels. The mere thought still made her shudder, as if her mother was about to leap out from behind the nearby shrubs that she was passing with a loud "AH-HAAA!" and smite her with a ruler. As it was, however, Freya was being an absolute genius at hiding the evidence. Neither Peter nor Jane so much as suspected a thing, and she could rest easily at night knowing that it would stay that way. As mean as it might be to suggest, both her brother and her cousin were a bit too wrapped up in their own worlds to notice anything different.<br>
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She slipped into the cooler cafe, with the curtains drawn to keep out the sun and fans whirring to keep the temperature softer still, and sighed in relief. Ah. Much better. Freya smiled politely at the individuals that she passed that she knew from her store, even giving out a few rare nods to those who she knew by name, and continued on her way to a spare table, where she plopped down with a heavy sigh and seized a nearby menu. She didn't like to be away from the store for very long if she could help it due to her need for customers, and thus that called for a quick lunch. What would she have? A sandwich? A lemonade? A - "Leonel!"<br>
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Her cheeks flushed a rather pleasant shade of peach when she realized she'd burst out with the man's name whom she'd suddenly seen sitting at the table directly beside her. In a second she was staring at the tabletop, wondering how in the world she was going to get out of this mess. Oh goodness. ...converse, perhaps? Oh, but she was so bad at that! How was she supposed to converse with such a handsome man as the one sitting nearby him? He was just as equally shy as herself, of course. She cleared her throat softly, fingers tightening on the menu she held, before she forced herself to look up at him again.<br>
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With a very nervous smile, Freya only barely managed to look the man in the eye. "I mean to say...good afternoon, Leonel. I trust that you are having a wonderful day?" Better. Much better. No one could say she didn't know how to learn, at least.<br><br>
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"!!!" Leonel's thoughts were suddenly disturbed by a loud and familiar voice that called his name. At first he thought it could be her, but he then noticed it was a much different person, someone he really would be glad to see.<br><br>
"Freya." The young man replied, with a shy smile, noticing the coincidence of her showing up just when she was passing through his mind. Or perhaps it was not a coincidence?, he thought immediatly, well, at least it wasn't second a certain old book he read: "In this world there is no coincidence, there's only the inevitable." Either way, he couldn't leave her like she was. "Please, have a seat., he invited.<br><br>
"I've been good. Looks like we finally met in some other day other than festivals." He said with a polite laugh, remembering of when they met. It was always on festivals, it does make someone wonder if what the book said is really ture, if there was a meaning behind it all. How about you?
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He wanted her to sit with him? Immediately she felt all of the blood rush to her face, cheeks pure beacons of blushing, and looked down at her own table in an attempt to hide it. If she went and sat with him, that would mean she'd have to talk to him too! She might be a little better at conversing, but Leonel was just handsome enough and just quiet enough to make the entire experience awkward, she was sure. She peeked over toward him again, smiling very faintly as she nudged one of her braids over her shoulder. It was her fault, of course. Ironic how she couldn't force herself to blame Leonel instead. Even if the two of them were equally shy and quiet, she believed that she was the one at fault, and doubtlessly always would.<br>
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Freya demurely cleared her throat and nodded. "If you are certain that I shall not disturb you..." she said softly, rising from her chair and replacing the menu where she originally claimed it at the table. She shimmied to the side carefully and slipped into the chair across the table from Leonel. There. No, wait, this was probably a bad idea. She looked up at him and caught a glimpse of his brilliantly bright blue eyes and felt her cheeks flush a bit again. She looked down, biting her lip gently. It was rude not to look people in the eye, she knew, but she'd rather embrace that tiny bit of rudeness than have Leonel be mortified by the realization that Freya found him so physically attractive.<br>
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When it came right down to it, Freya knew she couldn't look any man in the eye for a long period of time, even if he was horribly ugly. There was something too intimate about it unless she had already befriended them, and she wasn't quite certain that she could call Leonel a friend yet. They'd met frequently, yes. They'd sometimes exchanged conversation. But, when it came right down to it, didn't friendship mean that you knew something about the other person? Something more intimate? Oh, she'd never been very good at this whole friendship thing. Even her female friends back home had basically been ready-made companions, given that they were all born around the same time and thrust into multiple playdates before they were capable of rational thought.<br>
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His comment about meeting her at some time other than festivals made her smile, however, and she laughed softly. "I might agree with you, Leonel, but you forget that today is the day of the Beach Party." She glanced up, eyeing him coyly from beneath her eyelashes so that she didn't have to look at him straight on. "So, you see, we still meet on a festival day." Freya reached over and grabbed another menu, as they were all stationed at the various tables around the room. "Perhaps the Harvest Goddess herself enjoys playing tricks on us like that, mmm?"<br>
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She was conversing! How joyous was this! She studied the menu, though glanced up at him when he asked how she was. "I have been well. My shop is quite busy, I fear, but I cannot complain about that." With her order made and decided, she waited for a waitress to approach the table. "Yourself? How is your bookstore?" She knew that she asked him this every time she saw him, but for goodness sakes, she needed to take baby steps until she felt more comfortable with conversing, didn't she?

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The young librarian took the last sip of the warm coffee that was resting on the table while he analyzed the woman for a second. She was...pretty, wasn't she? Leonel wasn't sure what this meant, why he had thought such thing? It must be this loneliness...<br><br>
"I-It's...fine. Nothing unusual..." He said with a spacey face, this thought had remembered him, remebered him he had to ready, that he couldn't get too much used to live in Obsidian. This thought scared him for some reason.<br><br>
Leonel had finished his lunch for some time now, it was getting late and he should go and open the bookstore, the chat was nice as always, he wanted to stay longer but he had to work. "I'm afraid I don't have much time, I have to go open the bookstore..." He said getting up from his chair and moved next to Freya who was already on her two feet to bid him farewell.<br><br>
"T-Thank you." The young man said with a rather long hug, trying to hide his blushing face. He then rapidly turned and left the scene.
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