The Steps We Take

The sun sat bright in the morning sky which was bathed in a light orange that was slowly fading to blue, a light breeze cooling the busy townspeople of Onibus as they went about their summers day. Izar locked the door to his new home, purchased not long after the mission he took on with his two friends. He slid the key into his pocket heading to his destination, the Guild, where he would no doubt find the person he was looking for. He reached the guild in record time, this most likely being due to the fact that the home he now lived in was much closer than the dingy shack he had previously resided in. He entered the guildhall, taking only a moment to find her sitting in the same secluded spot she often sat in, absorbed into a book.

He made his way through the people who crowded the guildhall, careful not to bump into someone, knock anything over, or trip on something. He stopped when he got to the edge of the crowd, wondering how to approach her as their conversations here normally all began in much the same way, her being cold and him trying to justify him being there. He took in a deep breath as he decided to try to approach her in another way, one he had seen another couple approach each other once before. He wrapped his arms around her, leaning forward to rest his chin on her shoulder. He knew he would have to speak quickly, lest she instinctively hit him, "Good morning Akumu. I've noticed that you have a tendency to be a bit cold whenever we start a conversation here. So, this time, I thought I'd warm you up a bit first. Is it working?" he said in a playful tone that he hoped would prevent her from either getting the wrong idea, hitting him, or both.