Act 3

[untrueheart]

[Once upon a time, there was a girl who noticed that every single day, she had to track down her dearest love from wherever he happened to wander at the time. He could meander quite far if left to his own devices, which he was, more often than not, because establishing him a 'permanent' place to sleep at night? Had been overlooked.

That's not going to go on any longer. Rue leaves her room in the morning with some serious intent: first to find Mytho, then to convince him to get a room. His own room. ...Somewhere nearby. She has the perfect spot in mind. Of course, she has to find him first, a journey which takes her all over town and back again. Thinking of the only two things he's shown a real interest in doing, and with an eye out for anyone acting particularly odd and emotional, she'll stop a few people she happens to pass with a question:]

Have you seen a white-haired boy pass this way? Or perhaps he was dancing somewhere?

[Once all the hunt-and-find is over and done with (it is a long day), she might be forgiven for overlooking something upon her return to her own apartment. In truth, she doesn't get a good look until she starts to get ready for bed.

There on the living room chair is a pair of terrifyingly familiar black toe shoes.

That is all it takes to turn a frustrating but decent day into a rising nightmare; Rue screams once, turning to run out of her apartment and out of community building seven, as well. Distance, she wanted distance. If she could get far enough away they would not be real.

It is her particular brand of destiny that takes her on a collision course with at least one other person in her flight. Hopefully whoever they are can manage to stop her doing something foolish and irrational.

After all, it's just shoes.]

Comments

[untrueheart]

[Worried for his person is an understatement. There's no telling what kind of trouble he could get into in an ordinary village, let alone one where strange things are apt to happen at any time without notice.]

He gets lost easily.

[inventings]

{ So this is something that happens often. Wonderful. She has to applaud Rue for doing this right away when realizing Mytho is missing and cannot be found easily. Especially here considering the last odd event involving spirits. }

But someone always finds him again, no? { Doing her best to keep a cheery disposition on the matter, she thinks all will be fine long as he didn't go to the forests. } If it has been done before than it can be done again here.

[untrueheart]

[Someone does always find him.]

Will you send me a message if you see him?

[inventings]

Of course, I'm more than happy to. { That's definitely something she can do without worrying about messing it up somehow. She should probably knock on wood later. }

What is this message you wish for me to pass along should I see him?

[untrueheart]

That I'm looking for him and he should go to the fountain and stay there.

[inventings]

Of course. The moment I see him I will chase after him to repeat your words to him.

If it is not too much to ask, could you let me know when you find him? I'll do my best to keep an eye out for him until then.

[untrueheart]

Don't chase him. You might scare him.

[As for letting her know.] I'll make every attempt to remember.

[inventings]

Then I'll approach him cautiously and in a friendly manner. { There's always a solution or an alternative. She's learned that much over the years. }

Take care of yourself and good luck, my dear. I hope you and him find each other soon today.