oh! also: a fancy resort au. whatever time period you want....
this is just an excuse to do a very very loose riff on dirty dancing which I welcome with open arms <3
- Chrissy country club resort-ing with her parents and her nightmare little brother along with Jason's family. Her and Jason are majorly on the rocks although sometimes she thinks he doesn't realise it at all. Chrissy gets her suitcase open on her bed to unpack and discovers that her mother has repacked her suitcase with clothes that barely fit. Chrissy fakes a sore throat and doesn't speak for that entire first day.
- Eddie is an out-of-sight gruntwork guy for the resort, but the main guitarist in the on-site band breaks his arm doing backflips into the lake in the first week of the season and Eddie gets to fill the spot. He has to wear a stupid scratchy slacks and play soul-decaying crooners for rich assholes but the pay is more and he gets tips.
- That first night, Chrissy and Jason join in on the dance class that Eddie is playing for. Chrissy is still not talking and Jason is getting angrier and angrier at her for embarrassing him in the terrifyingly contained way that only she seems to see. Halfway through the class, Chrissy looks away to the band and find Eddie just... gazing her as he plays. It hits her right in the gut and she looks away immediately. And then back. Away, back. Away, back. And he's always looking. Grinning a little. Sending her a wink. It makes her crack a tiny smile for the first time that day.
- The class dissolves into general revelry that night with drinking and dancing, or if you're Jason -- schmoozing hard with rich businessmen by the bar. Chrissy sneaks away to get some air. It's a cool night and she's shivering after a couple minutes. She turns to go back inside and runs straight into Eddie's slightly sweaty chest and starched shirt. He apologises and holds the door open for her, and she swears she can feel the heat of him radiate through her entire body as she ducks under his arm.
- Jason wrangles his way into an early-morning tennis session with a bigshot CEO and heads off to bed early. Chrissy stays sitting at one of the tables on the edge of the dancefloor trading gazes with Eddie all night. She follows him outside of when the band is all packed up and when Eddie sets eyes on her he grins the biggest grin. He doesn't seem to mind that she's not talking, in fact he gets a real kick out of it and asks if she'll walk with him. He smokes and carries his guitar and she wears his jacket. And he asks her questions about herself as they walk and then tries to guess the answers from her facial expressions until she giggles.
- BONUS: he walks her back to the staff party down the back-paths (no guests allowed) and they dance hot and close all night. Eddie in his stupid slacks, Chrissy in the awful clothes her mom packed. But Eddie spins her so hard that she doesn't care. And when, under the music, Eddie leans close to her ear and asks her name for the 15th time that night, Chrissy closes her eyes and laughs and finally, finally tells him.
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Day 10 - Stranger
It was a particularly warm day in Thanalan. There wasn’t a single cloud to be seen in the sky, just endless bright blue and the hot sun that relentlessly beat down on the sparse landscape and everyone who dared to set a foot into it. A'viloh, raised in the Sagolii Desert, was used to the heat, so it didn’t bother him much, but he wondered if the noblewoman he was sent to find shared that sentiment.
Papashan had asked him for assistance in their search for a girl from a noble family, a certain Lady Lilira. A'viloh didn’t know exactly how the nobility of Ul'dah lived but, with everything he had seen and heard so far, he expected it to be a rather luxurious way of living, not to say pampered. He wondered how long a carefully sheltered young noblewoman would survive so far away from the pleasantly cool temperatures of her palace.
Up until now he had barely seen any soul out and about. At this time of the day and with the blazing sun so high in the sky, every reasonable person looked for shelter indoors or at least beneath the shadow of a tree. As he let his eyes wander over the area that thought suddenly gave him an idea: The Sultantree! This had to be the coolest place around here at the moment, even if cool was a giant overstatement…
With quickened steps he walked towards the big tree. From afar he could already see a tiny, Lalafell-shaped form crouched in front of the Sultantree. He already feared that she wasn’t feeling well but as he stepped closer he noticed that the girl dressed in pink had only kneeled down to pray.
Quietly he stepped closer so that he wouldn’t disturb her prayers but she didn’t seem to notice him at all. After a moment, while he still considered how to address her, she suddenly spoke up.
“Show yourself!”, she ordered loudly and with unexpected confidence in her voice.
A'viloh startled. For some reason he felt caught and was about to stammer out some explanation, when a unforeseen voice and footsteps behind him made him jump in surprise.
“As you command, O Lilira.”, said the voice with a cheeky tone, while A'viloh turned to face the person it was coming from.
A man stepped beside him with a carefree and confident gait. It was a white haired Hyur, quite a bit taller than A'viloh and probably stronger too. He was dressed in black and white clothes and A'viloh couldn’t help but think that he was quite handsome.
Then he noticed the pair of daggers at his hips and immediately his mind jumped back to the young noblewoman. Oh no! Was this man here to kidnap her?
But the Lalafell girl seemed to know the Hyur already, at least considering the way she spoke to him. She sounded unpleased to see him but also not surprised. It all sounded more like he was one of her guards than a thief. However the nonchalant way the man spoke to her didn’t quite fit that picture.
After a short conversation with the Lalafell the handsome stranger turned to face A'viloh, as if he just noticed him for the first time, and flashed a smile that caught A'viloh off guard. It was a charming kind of smile that made you feel warm and welcome. Like it was only meant for him. But at the same time a voice in the back of his head hissed at him like a feral coeurl, that he shouldn’t be stupid and that it probably was just a well exercised and clever trick to lure him in. Maybe he was a thief or some creepy stalker after all…
“You must be the one Papashan mentioned. Congratulations on finding our elusive young charge. You should return with us. The stationmaster will be eager to thank Lady Lilira’s protector in person.”, he said still smiling so amiably that A'viloh almost felt bad for mistrusting him.
Just as A'viloh wanted to answer, the sound of flapping wings in the air distracted him. All three of them looked up and saw a strange dark monster swoop down from the sky on leathery wings and shriek at them.
The handsome stranger shook his head and protectively stepped in front of Lady Lilira. With a joke on his lips, he pulled the daggers from his belt and looked at A'viloh for support. Just as the ugly beast swooped down on them, A'viloh jumped to the side and gripped his knuckles.
“Let’s attend to our uninvited guest, shall we?”, the Hyur asked as he jumped towards the monster slashing at it with his daggers. A'viloh followed his example and tried his best to put the techniques, which the pugilists had taught him, to good use. Occasionally it was difficult to hit the flying creature but fortunately it was not particularly fast. Every now and then the stranger threw another quip at A'viloh or the monster, and at the later also his daggers, until after a while it finally fell down defeated.
While the stranger turned to check on the Lalafell girl, A'viloh noticed something shimmering by the monsters corpse. He bowed down and picked up a shining blue crystal but just as he stood up again he suddenly started to feel very dizzy. His head started to spin and his view began to blur. Is the heat finally getting to me after all these hours in the sun, was the last thing he thought before he fainted.
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He didn’t know how long he had been unconscious, when he woke up again. All he remembered was a weird dream about a giant blue crystal and a strangely familiar female voice that spoke to him. He was sure he heard it before somewhere and it all had sounded rather important but he didn't really understood the meaning of it.
“Ah, coming around now?”, he heard the voice of the handsome stranger as he started to blink. Slowly his view got clearer again and he saw both, the Hyur and the Lalafell, looking down at him with worried faces.
Carefully he tried to sit up and the stranger extended a hand for him to help him up. A'viloh took it and with one strong jolt he was on his feet again. Maybe the man had misjudged A'viloh’s weight or the Miqo'te simply was still a little dizzy but his tug had been strong enough to make him stumble forward, right into the Hyur’s chest.
Embarrassed A'viloh tried to put some distance between them and muttered his thanks. You should have apologised instead you idiot!, he scolded himself in his thoughts.
“You’re welcome.” The man said and chuckled, while he helped him steady himself. “No need to throw yourself around my neck though, really…”
He winked at him and A'viloh would have sworn that the midday sun got a few degrees hotter all of a sudden.
“That was a little too much aether for you, wasn’t it?”, the Hyur asked and looked a little worried again.
A'viloh, still a little too perplexed to answer, just nodded.
“I hope you at least had a pleasant dream.”
Before he really thought about how stupid it sounded A'viloh had already blurted out: “I dreamt about a giant crystal!”
That of course earned him a quizzical look and he immediately kicked himself for it.
But before any of them could say anything else, they were interrupted by Lady Lilira, who loudly cleared her throat. “Would you mind telling me what that was?”
A'viloh looked at her in confusion before realising that she hadn’t spoken to him. The stranger explained that the monster probably had been a voidsent but he didn’t have any explanation for how or why it had appeared so suddenly.
Then he told them that he had to report this strange encounter at once and asked A'viloh to escort Lady Lilira back to Papashan. She protested, announced that she was capable to return on her own and ran off before anybody could object.
The stranger shrugged with an amused smile on his face and then motioned to leave as well.
“I suspect we shall meet again before long.”, he said. “Until then, do try and stay awake!”
Dumbfounded as he still was A'viloh just nodded once again and watched the stranger leave towards the city.
Only then he realised that neither of them had even introduced themself. What would they both think of him?
“I dreamt about a giant crystal!?”, he parroted to himself and buried his face in his hands. “I cannot believe I actually said that…”
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