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[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

Anthy is sitting at a small round table, with a cup of tea and a bowl of soup in front of her. She's knitting something small and green, slowly, and watching the rest of the bar.

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[firstwizard.livejournal.com]

Zedd is experiencing some abnormal angst, although he thinks he know why, he knows better then to try to do anything about it. And for a change he doesn't walk up to someone and start talking, but instead he is leaning against the bar watching Anthy.

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

Anthy's eyes land on him, and she gazes back curiously for a moment before looking down at her knitting.

[firstwizard.livejournal.com]

Funny what she has at her table, it seems to be exactly what Zedd has next to him at the bar. Perhaps a different flavor, but still it is the basics.

Smiling he walks over to her.

"Good evening younge lady."

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

Anthy looks up again, and smiles back. The needles stop clicking. "Good evening, sir."

[firstwizard.livejournal.com]

Zedd grins to her.

"It is a shame to see you here by yourself. Would you like someone to talk with tonight?"

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

"If you like," Anthy agrees, and looks uncertainly at the knitting. After a moment she decides that it isn't rude to knit during conversation, and starts up again. "I'm sorry, I don't think I know your name?"

[firstwizard.livejournal.com]

"I'm sorry I am forgetting my manors."

He bows deeply with grace and elegance.

"I am first wizard Zeddicus Zu`l Zorander, but call me Ruben."

He grins widely at her.

"And who may you be?"

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

Anthy looks a little confused. "Ruben?"

"I'm Anthy Himemiya." She stops knitting to reach for the teacup, and takes a sip. "Pleased to meet you."

[firstwizard.livejournal.com]

"Yes Ruben."

He rolls the name around in his head. He has always liked that name, he may as well use it some while he is here.

"It is good to meet you Lady Himemiya."

He sits down in a nearby chair.

"May I ask what you are knitting?"

[young_tmriddle]

*Tom smiles and wanders over.*

Taken up a new hobby, have you?

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

Anthy smiles back, cheerfully, and glances at her knitting. "It's not new, really, but Blodwen reminded me of something I wanted to make."

[young_tmriddle]

Ah, Blodwen...

I haven't seen her about for a while.

*Thank goodness he thinks*

What are you making?

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

She holds the bit of knitting up happily. "A sweater for Joanie. Have you met her? Susan's little elephant?"

[young_tmriddle]

Oh yes, Ingress was quite taken with her. I've tried scores of charms on magical toy elephants to make them eat peanuts in exactly the same way, to no avail.

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

Anthy beams. "She's adorable, isn't she? I thought I'd make her something to keep her warm, so she doesn't catch cold. The climate here is chilly for elephants."

She considers. "Desire give me a little elephant just like Joanie, but pink. Maybe you could ask her?"

[young_tmriddle]

Desire? Of the Endless?

Do you know, I don't think I've ever met the, er, lady.

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

"Yes, that's her. My fiancee." She tilts her head. "You've never met her? Really?"

[http://users.livejournal.com/futureperfect_/]

Iris decides this warrants investigation. "Are you making a scarf? Er...for...a ...leprachaun?" Her knitting is green after all.

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

Anthy looks a little confused. "No? Should I be?" A pause. "Oh, this? It's a sweater. But not . . . what's a leprachaun?"

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Iris blinks.

"No. I just... Hoo. You've never heard of leprachauns? Well, basically they're silly little gnomes with Irish accents that collect gold. Or lucky charms."

She looks sheepish. "Seems like a very nice sweater at any rate."

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

A thoughtful pause. "Little gnomes -- are they made of cloth, by any chance?"

Anthy hasn't heard the finger puppets speak. She has no idea what kind of accent they have.

She smiles brightly. "Thank you. It's for an elephant -- do you know Susan?"

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Scratches her head. "No. Though...you never know with leprachauns. I guess."

Considering this place, who knows? Anything's possible.

Smiles. "You're welcome."

Then blinks again. "An elephant? Well, I haven't met Susan yet but I'm very new to this place."

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

"Bar gave her one," Anthy explains, with a sappy smile. "A little elephant, this big. Her name is Joanie."

"Then I suppose it wasn't a leprechaun." She glances around the room, quickly, and a little nervously. The puppets lurk.

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Iris grins. "Aw, that's cute." Beyond strange but very cute.

"What wasn't a leprachaun?" Iris darts a glance around the room but doesn't see anything.

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

"She's adorable," Anthy says, and somehow manages an ever sappier smile of fuzzy adoration.

She hesitates. "If I knew what it was, I wouldn't ask if it was a leprechaun."