The Roof; Wednesday Evening [ 08/25 ].

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

After a rather long and unsuccessful day looking over maps at work, Alexander found himself feeling distracted with thoughts of Cassima now more than he ever had since coming here. Without classes to fill his days, all he could do was think about her. Now was the added worry that, after all this time, she would slowly be forgetting about him, and would vanish completely from hope if he did not find the Land of the Green Isles soon.

So he found himself on the roof, looking at the stars, fascinated by them in a way. How they were so different from the stars above the kingdom of Daventry, or even the kingdom of Llewdor, and how they, like the vast sea, seemed unending. Somewhere out there, beneath the pale moonlight, was Cassima. He just knew it. The key was just how to find her and if she was out there, as he was, thinking of him as well.

He sighed, wishing he knew, and continued being emo thinking.

[[ open roof is open! MY NEW SCHEDULE AND TIME ZONE IS WEIRDING ME OUT :\ ]]

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[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

After slipping out of the slumber party before they could read from horrible romance novels that actually reminded her a bit too much of home, Maladicta took a deep breath and thanked the heavens was a bit too happy it was nighttime. "Alexander."

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

His mind millions of miles, thousands of lands away, it was only natural for Alexander's brain to kick into wishful thinking the moment he heard a voice, turning toward it with a sudden spark of impossible hopefulness.

"Cass--"

No. That was absolutely ridiculous. He shook his head. "Maladicta." He forced a bit of a smile. "Hello. Nice night, isn't it?"

For LURKING, maybe?

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

She wasn't lurking! Lurking happened in graveyards.

"It's certainly cool enough to enjoy for a change."

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"And you can see some of the stars where there aren't clouds," Alexander noted with a nod in that direction, before his head shook slightly. "They're so different here than back home..."

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

"They certainly are," Maladicta replied. "How anyone would navigate by them is beyond me."

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"By the stars?" said Alexander, tilting his head and gazing thoughtfully up at them. "It wouldn't take much; just a few weeks with a good map of them. I've found that the advances in cartography in this land are astonishing. They have maps of the entire world, put all together! Back home, you're lucky if you can even get a map of the way to the neighboring land, much less the whole world..."

There was a sigh trailing after those last words, as if composing all of his disparaging thoughts on just how vast the whole world could be in one exhalation of breath.

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

"An explorer then?" Which was cute of him. And would end in a horrible death back home, but that wasn't the point.

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"More of an adventurer, I'd say," said Alexander, with a bit of a grin. "Not necessarily intentionally, but one sometimes discovers themselves in situations. I have become fond of embarking out on the sea. There's nothing quite like the thrill of the open air, the endless ocean..."

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

"I haven't been beyond seeing the beach here," Maladicta replied. "It mostly just looks like a lot of water." And no shade to hide in.

Boo. Hiss.

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

That's what they made parasols for, though, right? Nice ones. With pretty lace trim...

"I haven't been far into these waters, myself," Alexander admitted. "Except being on the ship for Sing Like A Pirate class." He was still sad that was over. "I should look into a bit of a small sailing tour of the area, mayhaps."

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

"Couldn't you simply hire a boat to take you out?" People traveled like that, didn't they?

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

Alexander wasn't going to respond to that with anything more than a look that clearly stated that this suggestion defeated the whole purpose of bothering with going out on a boat in the first place.

Nothing more, that was, until he added, "Maybe I'll have to take you out sometime and show you."

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

She raised an eyebrow, wondering when the innuendo would begin. When nothing happened, she carried on gracefully. "At night."

A pile of ash was no fun to talk to.

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

After an oddly social few days, Bruce needed to get away from both training and people and spend some time on the roof, alone.

So of course there were people there when he went up. That always seemed to be the case. "Enjoying the night air?" Bruce asked as he stepped outside.

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

Alexander, glad for more distraction from his tortured thoughts, glanced over toward the newcomer with a lopsided grin. "The coolness," he said, "is rather refreshing. So that's good news if you've come up here with the intention to enjoy it as well."

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

Actually, he had come with the intention of enjoying some alone time in the dark, but that would sound a little too rude. "I did, actually," Bruce lied. "And the view from the roof is a lot nicer than the view from the porch. Have we met?"

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"Oh!" There he went, forgetting manners again. Grateful for the darkness of the evening hiding any blushes that might have surfaced. "My apologies; I don't believe we have. At least, as much as I can tell. My name is Alexander. Of Daventry."

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"You're the one who made the call to those of us who were lost a few weeks ago," Bruce said. "Bruce Wayne. I suppose I owe you some thanks."

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"...oh!" Again, something akin to embarrassment crept up on Alexander's face again, although this time with the nervousness that went along with being acknowledged for his deeds. He wasn't used to that.

Or, rather, more to the point, he was used to that leading to him getting in major trouble.

"Not at all, really. It was just a matter of being in a certain place at a certain time. It could have been any of us who worked the--" He cut himself off before saying the M-word. "Err, looked into the mechanism who could have sent it; they are all just as easily worthy of thanks as I am."

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"You're not very good at accepting praise, are you?" Bruce asked, smirking a little.

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"I--"

Well, you know. Enslavement. Tyrannical magician. So on, so forth.

Alexander shook his head a little. "It's not that," he insisted. "I just feel that it was definitely a group attempt, and none of it would have happened if it weren't for all of us."

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"Thanks to all of the group, then," Bruce said. This was why he rarely made it a point to thank people. It often ended up getting too complicated.

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"I'll see about passing that along at the next meeting," Alexander said, nodding sincerely, and he actually would, too.

"Were you among those sent off into different...dimensions, or whatever they were?"

Because that was a great, light conversation to bring up.

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

Bruce didn't actually mind talking about that. It wasn't easy to traumatize him. "I was in the underwater city," Bruce said. "Really, it wasn't that much worse than a bad invasion here. And everyone survived."

Some almost didn't, of course, but that was a minor point.

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"That is the important part," Alexander agreed with a nod and, for a brief moment, went quiet.

"So..." And, of course, he knew this was a long shot, but, with all these dimensions and worlds floating around, he was figuring that anything was possible. "While you were there, you, uh, didn't happen to see anything in reference to a place called the Land of the Green Isles, did you?"