http://theboywithhorns.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] theboywithhorns.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg 2009-06-12 12:46 am (UTC)

It was Yorda's idea to go and see this woman, and Ico reluctantly found himself coming along for the ride, if only to make sure that this mysterious 'love guru' wasn't trying to swindle or hurt Yorda in some way. He'd left the sword at the place they were staying for the night, hidden safely beneath the bed, and instead carried a straight branch he'd broken off a tree as walking stick - and a hefty club, if there was need for it. With the described "bad guys" lurking in the city, Ico felt the need to be prepared, and old habits cultivated in the old fortress still held strong.

Oddly enough, Ico hoped that this was a trick of some kind. If it wasn't, then maybe this woman was going to try teaching them about 'romance' and what came with it, things that Ico plainly didn't feel ready for. To him, romance was meant for grown-ups courting each other for marriage, and the boy certainly didn't feel ready for marriage. Even he thought he was too young for that kind of stuff!

Despite his misgivings, he managed to return Yorda's smile as she led him to this meeting spot, following her without complaint. It was amazing to him that she was so independent now... able to find locations on her own, able to guide him to this place without getting distracted or overwhelmed. He felt strange fluttering happening within him, close to his heart, as he looked at the girl he was holding hands with, but he didn't have time to investigate it as he caught the eyes of the woman waiting for them.

She had long white hair, and a tanned face, and it was obvious that she was very beautiful. She didn't seem too dangerous to his eye, although he knew that appearances could be deceiving. With some trepidation, he glanced to Yorda and inclined his head to the woman, slowly guiding his friend to the woman they had agreed to meet.

Stopping before her in front of the fountain she sat on, Ico held onto Yorda's hand and gazed at Urd appraisingly. "My name is Ico," he introduced himself in an even, polite tone of voice. "You are Urd?"

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