orientation ♔ and knowing how hard it hurts when we fall

[postergirl]

♬ Reasons Why - Nickel Creek

WHO || Dumage Moulet, Sven van Tol, Mark Sandazhard, open if people want to bang into them, just threadjack wherever.
WHAT || Dumage is forced into meeting with her squire
WHERE || Knight's HQ, Sven's room
WHEN || Sunday afternoon...
HOW || Actionspam

[So remember how Gar said everyone would hear from their Knight mentor on like Friday or so? Yeah, not so much. Sven hasn't seen a single glimpse of Dumage since then, because she's been conveniently avoiding him.

He ends up hearing her, before he sees her. Because there is the definite sound of two people arguing outside in the hallway, getting closer and closer.

The first voice is hers:]

Look, I have a lot of work to do, so I don't see the harm in waiting until he actually needs something. He's not a child, he doesn't need me to hold his hand and point him towards the bathrooms.

[And the other is Mark, the guy Sven talked to at the party with the yellow tie:]

He's still your squire! You're supposed to answer his questions, make him feel at home, that kind of thing. Just... be ... nice? [He sounds as if he realizes this might be a big request and he's afraid she's going to swat him even for suggesting it. Her eye roll is practically audible:]

If I must.

[Annnnd then there's a solid rapping on the door. When opened, Mark releases his grip on Dumage's arm and she goes staggering a step to the side, shooting him a glare. He smiles widely at Sven.]

Good morning!

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[thebetrayer]

[Had Sven wondered where his Knight mentor was? Yes. But not enough to ... seek her out, obviously. He was actually likeminded in Dumage's way of thinking because he decided he ~~didn't need help.~~ He had more important things to do. Like lie around in the magical dragon bedroom he hated and write emo poetry. There's a very good chance he didn't even go to Gar's lab tour/debriefing/weapons handout jamboree. He's off to an amazing start, basically.

Sven heard Mark and Dumage coming down the hall, but didn't move until they actually opened the door. He had been lying sprawled out on the bed while smoking a cigarette, now he's just sitting.]

Heyyy ... [give him a minute ... ] Mark?