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Sparing a sheepish smile in Weiss' direction, Ilona would bow her head afterwards. "Sorry again! Truthfully, I do run into things on occasion when I'm feeling a bit emotional so this isn't a surprising turn of events, milady."
Ilona perked up a bit though, actually happy to see Weiss. Despite the shitty way this white-haired young woman had treated her during Civil War, Ilona still admired her for one reason or another. Probably just because she was too damn nice. : |
"But, might I say, you look absolutely lovely on this fine day, Lady Weiss! 'Tis wonderful to see you once again! Praise the sun you seem to be doing well! How is Miss Ruby? I do hope her classes are treating her well."
Of course, Ilona rambled along using the loud voice she often did when filled with excitement. It actually took her a moment before she realized Weiss was still scolding Ryan. Ilona frowned and glanced at her, oblivious as to who this was. After not having seen Ryan for nearly seven years now, she honestly didn't recognize her.
"Lady Weiss, she does seem to be sorry. Mayhaps you can forgive her?" she questioned, tilting her head innocently.
@Midnight Maiden @Mason Moretti
Mason's heart forbid him from leaving Ilona be when she was clearly distressed. He pursued quickly behind her. He called her name, but his voice was lost in the chorus of eccentric boys of beasties. Even as he warned her, "Watch out for Weiss," his voice fell upon deaf ears. He winced as the blonde princess and the snow white heiress collided. Mason found himself with a group of girls whose occupations were running into each other.
"With all respect I have for you, Weiss," Mason said with little respect for her, "I'm on Ilona's side here. You don't need to be bullying this poor girl like this." As he spoke, he stood halfway behind Ilona, almost using her as a defense. A bead of sweat, wishing for little confrontation, dripped down his brow.@Klutzy Ninja Kitty @Midnight Maiden
Despite his experience in the Secretariat, his demeanor remained green. He lacked the commanding presence fit for a diplomat like Robin. He was glad to not have his superior in sight.
He also gently whispered into Ilona's ear, "Perhaps, Lady Ilona, you want to use an inside voice? We are at a public event."
"Oh, don't waste my time. I don't need to hear any apologies," Weiss chided, sternly. "Just... Make sure it doesn't happen again," she concluded firmly, idly brushing herself off. Luckily, no harm had been done to her dress, tailored specifically for the occasion... And she was in a good mood, so it couldn't hurt too much to let Ilona off the hook this once. But, of course, just as she was about to inquire as to why Ilona was feeling 'a bit emotional', the blonde did something that lead to Weiss sweatdropping, looking less than amused. Not that this wasn't common, of course.
"...Erm, thank you?" Weiss muttered, almost automatically taking a small step back. Even after she had bumped into her, Ilona hadn't exactly moved a comfortable distance away yet, so the Heiress decided to take initiative herself. Shaking it off, though, she straightened and cleared her throat, continuing a bit more comfortably. "...Likewise. It has been a while, hasn't it?" she uttered, thoughtfully, briefly losing her train off thought. "..Ahem. Ruby's been well. There have certainly been a handful of times she's slacked off, but I'm always certain to keep her on track, and--... Would you keep it down? There's no need to speak so loudly. We're hardly a few feet apart and yet you address me as though it's miles," she scolded, Ilona's volume making her lose her train of thought again.
Of course, that apparently led to Weiss, herself being called out for her treatment of Ryan. Which, led to her eyebrows furrowing, one hand finding it's way to her hip while her other sarcastically moved to her chest in mock surprise.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realize warning someone to watch where they're going so as to avoid hurting themselves- or others -was considered bullying. In that case, you have my most sincere apologies, miss...--" Weiss sarcastically remarked, only trailing off as she realized, she still didn't know miss average, blonde and oblivious's name.
Slowly looking up, said blonde flashed a warm, bright smile, suddenly seeming all the happier. "Oh, it's okay. You don't have to apologize," she assured, hastily, finally ceasing to rock on her heels. The response earned a loud groan from Weiss, who facepalmed and shook her head, though Ryan didn't seem to pay it much mind. Idly, one hand raised up, brushing a single stray lock of blonde hair out of her face before moving to smooth her white and gold dress, which, oddly, seemed to have some sort of flower in a small pocket on her chest. But the flower wasn't the odd piece, at least, not without further examination. It was wilted, looking as though it were barely still held together. Almost like it were years old, only a few of presumably once many petals remaining. Regardless, she continued to speak. "Oh, and sorry, I guess I didn't introduce myself... I'm--"
Wait.
Blinking unnaturally bright green eyes briefly, the female tilted her head, smile brightening further upon hearing something Mason said. "...I'm sorry, did you just say Ilona?" she inquired with genuine curiosity, letting out a momentary laugh as she looked to Ilona. "Is that your name? If so, that's pretty ironic... When I was little, I had a friend named Ilona, too. I used to... call.... her....."
Suddenly, the words trailed off, Ryan simply staring at Ilona with her mouth falling open. This earned a single raised brow from Weiss, who waved a hand in front of Ryan's face. "Um, hello? You could at least introduce yoursel--"
"L... L-Lona....?"
It was a bare whisper. A disbelieving, astonished one, filled with a mix of hope and shock only highlighted by her facial expressions and the newfound tone her words took. "...I-is that really you?"
@Mason Moretti @Klutzy Ninja Kitty