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Who: Yuna and Togo
When: An unspecified easygoing afternoon
Where: CERES Gardens
What: Tooling around the gardens on what is definitely not a date
Warnings: Gals being pals
A passionate body-building trek, where Yuna walks while pushing Togo and Togo lifts weights! That was osensibly the excuse for the outing (or at least the idea rambled about in the conversation that inspired it), but if we're being honest, Togo didn't even bring weights to lift. It didn't really seem necessary.
The actual important thing, as far as Togo was concerned, was spending time peacefully with Yuna. So, she had charted out the safest, most flower-dense parts of CERES Gardens in advance, so that the two of them could get away from all the chaos and stress of their situation for a while. Just Togo, Yuna pushing her along, and a beautiful winding path amidst tranquil ponds and flower beds to plunder for artistic materials.
Ah, serenity. It almost feels like she should be composing a haiku.
"So... I'm a princess, am I?" Why yes, she was following the other conversations in Yuna's call to action. Why wouldn't she?
When: An unspecified easygoing afternoon
Where: CERES Gardens
What: Tooling around the gardens on what is definitely not a date
Warnings: Gals being pals
A passionate body-building trek, where Yuna walks while pushing Togo and Togo lifts weights! That was osensibly the excuse for the outing (or at least the idea rambled about in the conversation that inspired it), but if we're being honest, Togo didn't even bring weights to lift. It didn't really seem necessary.
The actual important thing, as far as Togo was concerned, was spending time peacefully with Yuna. So, she had charted out the safest, most flower-dense parts of CERES Gardens in advance, so that the two of them could get away from all the chaos and stress of their situation for a while. Just Togo, Yuna pushing her along, and a beautiful winding path amidst tranquil ponds and flower beds to plunder for artistic materials.
Ah, serenity. It almost feels like she should be composing a haiku.
"So... I'm a princess, am I?" Why yes, she was following the other conversations in Yuna's call to action. Why wouldn't she?
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But even if it had, as long as she had Togo, she'd definitely, absolutely have found a way to put herself back together again, just like she's done now. Without her best friend by her side, she wouldn't be able to deal with this, but because Togo is here...because Togo is here, everything is okay, even when it's not.
"Yeah. You're definitely a princess!" Only a princess would have the amazing ability that Togo does to remain calm during so many rough situations. Beautiful, strong, and mature...yeah. Togo is the closest thing to a princess Yuna might ever know. "I guess you were listening to that stuff, huh? Did I do a good job recruiting people?"
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"In the end, what's a princess worth without her faithful knight by her side?"
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"I dunno, I think princesses are really important, so you must be worth a lot by yourself. Lots of people can become knights, but you have to be born a princess, right? So you're definitely something special!" She leans over Togo's shoulder a little, smiling brightly. "But I'll make sure to become the best knight ever, so that you don't need to worry about anything!"
She believes that both Togo and herself have an inherent worth, and that their value only increases when they're together. She really must do something to thank her...
"Say, what kind of flower is your favorite?"
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Does that mean lilies are Togo's favorite flower, then...? Yuna nods to herself.
"Lilies are really just like you, Togo. They're really elegant and overflowing with girl power!"
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"...Unfortunately, I seem to have left that bookmark back in our homeworld. As long as you're here looking for flowers, maybe I could ask for a new one..."
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"Have you found any interesting books to read here? I bet aliens write totally different stories than we do." Now that she's thinking about it, it's kind of cool to think about a bookmark she made being used in an alien book...
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Togo stops in mid-sentence as a drop of rain lands on her head. Then another, and another, until a steady sprinkle has built up around her.
"Is it... raining...?" There's not a cloud in the sky.