Moneylover x Zenlover E

Beatrice Allegri: [Got an idea for an intro post or would you prefer I take the flambeau? \o/]
Randall: Take the lead.
Beatrice Allegri: Another day of conversing with Etria's many residents- Beato, while not trying to relieve someone of a heavy coinpurse, did spend most of her time going around town, socializing. After all, it was her home town, and not that big to begin with, compared to the other cities. From the retired protector who's dog she walked when younger, to that elderly medic who babysat her now and then... It was like one big family for her.
So now she was bored of doing the small talk game of re-explaining that this time, she was going totally legit with that guild of hers. Back in the inn, she hoped to find someone from said guild to bother- A classic way to pass time.
Randall: Randall, meanwhile... was doing his thing. That is, trying to talk with people about his skyship group that he was once in. Of course, he gets nothing out of it, because it's Randall. Thankfully, he sees Beatrice, and before things get awkward, he decides to go talk with her instead, which is a horrible decision, much like most of his previous ones.
"Ah, Beato! Nice t' see ya here. What brings ya?" Friendly and naive as fuck as ever.
Beatrice Allegri: Spotting him more or less exactly as he approached her, Beato immediately greeted him with a smile. Taking a seat at the table she had been eyeing for a bit, she invited him to do the same. "Yo, Randall! I'm mostly just taking a break from the stroll I took. Gave some old neighbors some news, nothing too exciting." She handwaved that away, leaning forward. "What about you? Whatcha been doing since you got to Etria anyway?"
Randall: Surprised that Beatrice had even the concept of neighbors, Randall cast it away with a nod. "That's a good habbit t'have." And then he remembers his failure on that day... "Well, y'see, I was protectin' some kind folks what were using them skyships. And then I got left behind." He brightens up when he remembers Zenkal. "Oh, an' then I met Zenkal! An' you! An' Claire! An' Luke!"
Beatrice Allegri: Beato blinked a few times, frowning. "...Ehhh? Is that what happened? Wait wait wait, I got like, way more questions now. You were protecting a SKYSHIP? Like, a big flying ship? That's so cool!" Beato's knowledge of Tharsis was very thin, really. Like, non-existent thin. "So wait, how'd they ditch you? *Gasp* Did you get thrown overboard!? Man, Randall, I knew you were tough, but surviving a fall from a flying ship..."
Randall: "Yeah! They were recruitin' fer people to protect those things! They was some hard years, I'm tellin' ya. But I made it!" The country boy has this big ol' smile on his face, certainly proud of his accomplishments. "Thing is, though..." He sheepishly scratches the back of his head. "Reckon I musta missed the time we'd leave again, 'cause when I got back to the inn, they was all gone fer Tharsis again."
System joined the chat
System: (I woke up from a nap, so I figured I'd watch)
Randall: (nicenicneinceinceincien​cience)
Beatrice Allegri: "...Oh." Immediate disappointment. Here she was thinking Randall survived a hundred yard fall... Now that was just boring. "...Bah, I guess that's very Randall-like~. We'll make it back to Tharsis eventually, probably. Anywhere that isn't Etria will be exciting, at least." She shrugged, letting out a big ol' sigh, staring at the inn surrounding them. "Oh yeah, Randall, that reminds me! D'you know any cute guys back in Tharsis? Like, any exes who swing both way or somethin'? Figured I might as well ask, if we're gonna go there eventually!"
Randall: "'X's...?" Headtilt. "Dunno what those are, but I reckon my cousin Jean is still looking fer a girl to be with who won't uh... slip out right under 'im. He's pretty unlucky with girls, but he's a good looking guy, by my reckoning. An' whaddya mean by 'swing both ways'?" Someone help this child.
Beatrice Allegri: "Slip out right under him...? Like, what, falling off a skyship...?" Would Beato stop with the falling off ships thing? Only time would tell. Answer's no. Spoiled it for ya. "I DID forget you had a pretty large family! I don't even think I have any cousins myself. Aunt Anna was never too big on children. Or... I don't think? She was a little weird. Opened shops in a bunch of weird places, and said she flirted with only the finest. Last time we got a letter, she had kicked it off with some guy who turned into a dragon... Or so she says." She eyerolled, shrugging.
Randall: "Ya have a weird family," Randall points out the obvious. "Then again, I reckon Uncle Darcius is a little weird, too. Auntie Clarisse, though, she's a mighty nice woman. You oughta meet 'er, Beato. Though... Jean didn't have his girls fall off a skyship. They uh... well, they all ended up choosin' another man, which I think is mighty rude of 'em, to leave behind a nice man like Jean." Why is this guy so naive?
Beatrice Allegri: "Only Aunt Anna's weird- And interesting. My mom and dad are... Eh. Total snorefests." She handwaved the subject away, wanting to avoid talking about her parents. "That's a shame- But in a way, isn't he better off that way, instead of having 'em pretend to love him? And hell, maybe... Cheat on him behind his back?" She cringed at the thought. "Why'd you pick up exploring anyway? You're from a farm, right? It just... Seems weird to go from that to, uh..." She gestured on herself, miming an armor and a shield. "...That?"
Randall: "Well, they offered up some good money for protectin', an' they said these skills would help in both protectin' and explorin'," Tharsis is flawed in more ways than one, apparently. "My folks were sorta short on money, so I wanted t'help out." He lets out a little sigh. "If only I knew what I'd end up getting myself into..."
Beatrice Allegri: "Huuh, so that's what got you started! Makes sense and all. Did they even pay you though? Or... Did you get left behind without a pay........?" There was an ominous silence as Beato said that last sentence. If they had, the oath would be broken and Beato would have no choice but to go on a SECOND rampage- Y'know, after she's done EVISCERATING those who robbed the chest and left behind that note.
Randall: "'Course, but I'd always send most'a the money to my folks back home," Randall felt that ominous silence. It was ominous to him, of course, and it unsettled him in a strange way for Beatrice to say it like that. "Why do ya ask?"
Beatrice Allegri: "...Whew! Just afraid someone broke the moral code of adventurers. You know, doing something like... Not warning people there's a trap ahead, or in this case, not paying someone for their services properly! Or robbing a treasure chest and leaving behind a note to insult anyone who then finds it. Those are just... Improper... behaviors..." She coughed to clear her throat from the genocide that got stuck in it, before giving Randall a reassuring smile. "I suppose we're pretty similar. Both born from modest households, with no exciting events to brag about, looking for money... It's somewhat surprising."
Randall: "All the more t' be friends, then!" Forgetting to add "R-right?" after that sentence, the Fortress offers a hand to the War Magus. Really? Really, Randall?
Beatrice Allegri: How boring. Beato nearly rolled her eyes there, and stopped herself before she did. Sure, she didn't really like anything... Ordinary and modest. And the handshake (AND the person offering it!) was the pinnacle of ordinary. But just this one time, she decided ordinary wasn't all that bad, and returned that handshake. Then, she let go, forced Randall's hand into a fist, and fist-bumped him. Yay!
Randall: For a moment, Randall was happy. Then he got sad after she let go. And then he was confused after she did the fist-bump. Not even doing a "what", just... confused silence, as he attempts to wrap his simple country boy-head around doing a fist bump.
Beatrice Allegri: Noticing his confusion, she sighed, shaking her head. "That's what cool people do. Here, let me show you." She held her fist out. "You gotta do the same, and then gently bump 'em! It's called a Fist Bump for that reason. It's way cooler than a handshake!"
Randall: The first mistake was in assuming that Randall understands the concept of cool. Randall forms a fist, and carefully bumps into it, as if he was afraid anything harder would make Beatrice explode like she was made of Meteors. "I... I see."
Beatrice Allegri: "...Hmph! Good enough, I suppose." She sighed, chuckling slightly. "I'll give you an A for effort, and a C for execution. Definitely an F in understanding though." She shrugged again, stretching in her chair. "Make sure to show Zenkal at some point. I'm curious to see if he knows that kinda stuff. I bet he does, but you never know! Who knows, that might help you win him over."
Randall: Another headtilt. Sigh. "Win him over? I don't getcha, Beato." Of course you don't, you're Randall. "I mean, he's a pretty nice guy, once you get to know him. I think we're friends." You're not.
Beatrice Allegri: "...Is he?" Man, everytime Randall asks for an explanation, he goes for a more interesting statement. "He just feels like a smart-ass to me. I mean, he's not ALL bad either. I have to admit, he's probably the only one out there who gets the idea of flair, even if he pushes it too far... And I can make fun of other people with him. The others just look at me disapprovingly." That's because you're not nice, Beato.
Randall: "Y-yeah, being able t' use stars seems mighty amazin'," Randall has stars in his eyes. Literally. You're not a girl, Randall. Please stop the kawaii attempts. "But bein' rude t' anyone else on the team don't seem nice of you, Beato..."
Beatrice Allegri: "Oh, not necessarily anyone in the team- I mean, except Zenkal. Claire's cool. Lily's super nice. Luke's kind of a stick in the mud, but he didn't do anything wrong. You're pretty nice. I'm mostly talkin' about... It's... Eh, you'll see." She sighed, looking down at the floor, her happy mood dissipating. "...Not everyone's nice. Though they may help the people, you'll grow to learn some guilds aren't good. Those very same people could be walking the same ground as you, helping the same people, and yet, be truly wicked inside. Don't trust everyone you meet." She rose her head back up, trying to smooth things over with a smile. "At least I suppose so! I haven't met anyone like that yet, obviously, h-haha..."
Randall: The farmer boy opens his mouth to protest mid-speech, but allows the Entel fanatic to go on. Perhaps she isn't as crazy as everyone thought. He gets better once Beatrice does, too. "R-right! Let's uh, git ready fer the next trip to the labyrinth! You reckon we need to go shopping?"
Beatrice Allegri: "Yeah! I got my hair to fix, and my staff to polish, and my money to count, and my diary to fill. I'll see you there!" She smiled a bit wider, getting up so she could start heading to her room. "And thanks for hanging out with me. You're one of the good people, Randall! Even if you're totally clueless and ordinary. Good luck with that conquest of yours, by the way! I'm sure he'll eventually start falling for you too." Off she went. Poor Randall. Randall: Poor Randall, indeed. Doesn't understand yaoi, and is already heavily immersed in it. Aunt Anna help us all.

> Randall and Beatrice have attained a Support Rank of E!