Balancing the Books

[conjuredskies]

Here’s someone who hasn’t shown his face in public for a while. Felix is sitting on the old Legion desk in his Legion leathers, a small pile of books beside him. For those who get close enough to look, they’re all reference books about Earth, including a children’s encyclopedia and a dictionary. The mage himself still looks a little sleepless, but he’s in far better shape than the gaunt, distracted wraith who showed up for the Halloween party. There’s color in his face, an easy confidence in his posture… and with his hood down around his shoulders, his hair looks like it’s back to its normal black.

Felix draws a deep breath that has nothing at all to do with the letter he’s pretending to read, then folds it and flashes the nearest Nexus-goers a quick smile.

“How forgiving you are you of debts?” he asks. “Those you’re owed, and those you owe.”

Comments

[rogueinladysclothing]

No reason to dwell on the past when the present is that much better. Besides, why worry about things that can't be changed? It's not as if it will help anything and the newly betrothed couple obviously aren't letting it get to them. Amelia's happy to let things in the past lie where they will.

"Only sometimes?" she teases, laughing openly at him. "I suppose I can't blame you for being wrapped up in your husband-to-be, but that hardly excuses your absence going forward. You've been gone far too much these past months, Felix, and your friends won't let you get away with continuing to do so." A beat as she leans closer so she can lower her voice conspiratorially. "We'll want to know all of the details as you two decide on how and when you'll be married, too."

[conjuredskies]

"Oh? Well, it's good to know I've been missed, but I didn't realize I'd have to contend with such scrutiny. At least from anyone bar Stratos." He does look as if the reality of it all is taking a moment to hit him again. He doesn't regret his answer to Jim in the slightest, but it's not as if he thought through what it was going to entail. "It's only a wedding, anyway. I'm sure we can find some relatives to pass the work off to."

His relatives, obviously. Jim's... well, he's just now realizing that could become a whole other quandary.

[rogueinladysclothing]

"Weddings aren't a big spectacle on your world?" That's surprising, and Amelia's eyebrows rise skeptically as she looks Felix over. "I don't think I've heard a single person speak of a wedding so modestly or apathetically before. Even the most pliable of people have opinions on such a momentous life event." She could go on for hours about the way her oldest brother fought her parents about his wedding, even as he wanted nothing to do with the planning. The memory makes her smirk a little, which she does nothing to hide.

She leans over a little and gives the conjurer a scrutinizing look. "You can still pass off the work, obviously, but you've really no opinions?" Come on, Felix, you must have some dreams and the rogue wants to know them!