Well, she either wasn’t gonna show or she was. Not much he could do about it.
After the first time they had met, Xavier had been thinking about Aeron. They’d spent a very interesting and illuminating time together during Earthland’s traditional Halloween celebration. Despite not knowing one another beforehand, they had somehow managed to connect and spend the evening together. She was cute as hell, with apparently a lot of bad things from her past. Not that really mattered much to Xavier; he hadn’t exactly been a saint either. But there had been a connection there, especially how revealing that one particular ride had been for both of them. He’d promised to look her up and take her on a real date, a comment that was probably eye-rolled at as a line and nothing more.
Well, he’d followed through. Granted he’d been hella busy since then, what with the creation of Confidence International. Still, he’d heard about a rather robust and fancy party happening to celebrate the approaching new year. People would be dressed to kill and while that usually would inspire him to plan a con job, he decided to leave the event untouched. Instead, he used the connections he had gained as a struggling artist to figure out who Aeron was and where she could be. Luckily she’d given him some hints, most notably the name Mythal. Granted there was only one major name that came up in that particular search; Mythal Ragnos, the Director of the Rune Knights. From there, it was just about spreading the net to see what he could catch. As it turned out, Aeron herself was a Rune Knight as well. Aeron Krishna, only recently recruited into the numbers of Fiore’s policing force.
He didn’t need much more than that. He got himself on the reservation list for the party and once he had the extra invitation for his guest, he headed over to Era. It was less suspicious if he went and provided the invitation by hand rather than through some kind of mailing service. Dropping it off at the reception area with a very pleasant lady named Valorie, Xavier asked that the invitation be passed onto Aeron from her friend on Halloween. It provided all of the details of the gala, including just how snazzy she would have to dress and where she could go to meet him.
Sure, it was a bit presumptuous and he wasn’t entirely sure if she would even want to go. She’d been a nervous wreck on Halloween, especially once she had been enchanted to sing, so it may have been a bit too high brow. Hell, Xavier wasn’t even sure if it wasn’t too much for him, especially given how little funds he had. But he went out and got himself a nice, crisp suit, draining the remaining funds in his savings. He may have been temporarily destitute but he would sure look hella fly while being so.
Once the night of the celebration came, Xavier arrived at the meeting place first. He wore a large top coat that covered up his sleek outfit beneath but it was just as fancy. The snow beneath his feet crunched softly as he stepped in it and the Rhaegarian took a moment to bend down and pick up the cold, wet substance. He’d arrived in winter and had been shell-shocked by the sudden appearance of the white frozen material. Frankly, even a year later, he still wasn’t over it. There were snowy areas of Rhaegar, sure, but he’d never gotten a chance to visit them. Smirking to himself, he closed his hand around the snow and made a miniature ball before he tossed it away. Brushing his hands off, he stood back up and tucked his hands in his jacket pocket, looking around to see if she would show.
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