"Strange people can be interesting." She said, growing quiet as she thought about his request. "Until the Solstice Ball. I'll learn about your Court, and the Night Fae, and you can try to convince me to return with you, without me being an…ass about it. But if I've yet to change my mind by then, you must accept that." She lifted her gaze from the cobblestone path to meet his eyes, while speaking the terms of her willingness to listen in a tone that had no room for change.
He met her eyes with a smirk. "Alright. That works." He replied. "Though lessons do not start tonight." He shook his head slightly. He wasn't going to give an explanation, as saying he was tired would be a lie and he couldn't say it, but so would any other reason. He just didn't feel like starting tonight. He would likely lose his patience and doom the entire thing.
"Good. I've got other things to go do." Miyaki said simply, tucking her hair behind her ear. The movement revealed the slightly pointed tips of her ears, something she'd just assumed happened to a changeling who lived this long in the Fae worlds. She turned, glancing up at the moon once more before starting down one of the cobblestone paths, needing someone without bias to talk to. Aster, maybe, or maybe Mika. As long as word didn't get to General Urei until she could handle the backlash of that.
Jin nodded. "If you have questions, you can come find me in my rooms." He replied. He turned, and walked back inside the palace, still looking as out of place as ever. A black and white image moving through a painting of color. Well. At least she agreed to give it a chance. That is all i could ask for. He went inside, wandering down the hallways aimlessly. He wasn't sure exactly where his rooms were, but he would find them. Eventually.
((Skippito then?))
(sure)
((To when is the question lmao. Ooo, I have an idea, I'll pm you))
(dude the idea is perfect. Do you want to start, or should I?)
((Could you?))
(yup)
Jin headed towards Miyaki's room. He had been told by a servant where they were. He had told her last night what she was, and tonight he would educate her on the ways of the Night Court. He realized that it was a bit strange going to a woman's room at night, but then again, he was a High Lord; no one cared. He knocked politely. He had enough self control and decency not to simply barge in unannounced. That would be extremely rude of him. Morrigan was nearby, he knew. She wouldn't let him do things like this alone. Not in a strange, unknown court.
It was late. And while Miyaki knew she should have probably been sleeping, she instead found herself sitting in the windowsill of the largest window in her quarters on the second floor of the West wing, half out the open window to watch the night sky. She had done the same thing last night, as well, as though somehow the sky would hold all the answers to her questions. It didn't, but the stars were pretty anyway.
A knock at her door caused her to turn slightly, tilting her head as she tucked a stray strand of hair that had come loose from the ponytail it was in behind her ear. She hadn't been expecting anyone, and Aster was usually working if he was up this late. "Come in!" She called, without pausing to think of changing out of the tiny shorts and thin tank top she usually slept in, or at least grabbing some sort of robe. A little too late now.
Jin opened the door, silver eyes flickering over her body, then up to her face. "Well. Interesting fashion choice, miss Miyaki." He said evenly, walking over to her. "I'm here for your first lesson about the Night Court and the Fae that inhabit it." He said with a smirking grin. "Now, shall i leave the room so you can change, or are you going to walk around the palace and gardens dressed like that?" His eyes flickered over her form again, and he tipped his head slightly. He himself was dressed in an elbow sleeved white shirt, with black slacks. There was a silver ring on his left hand.
"I wasn't aware I'd be going on any late night excursions, so I dressed for sleep and my quarters." Miyaki stated, her expression closing off a bit at just the sight of the High Lord. She didn't trust him much, that was obvious. Sliding out of the window sill, she stepped around him, motioning to the door. "I think I'm good like this. I've seen hired escorts walking the gardens during parties in less, so I'm sure this isn't the most scandalous thing these walls have faced. Why? Is there a problem?" The way she arched a brow was almost like a careful challenge, though not enough to be anything worth commenting on. No basis, after all.
"The escorts are typically for one thing only." His eyes flashed. "And unless I am very much mistaken, you are not that sort. Although if I'm mistaken, I'd be happy to hire you." He said in an almost purring tone. He smirked. "But no, there is no problem. Come along." He turned and started walking, with the air of a man who was used to getting what he wanted, and used to being obeyed. Which he was. The silver ring flashed, a moonstone set in it shining.
She narrowed her eyes at him, nose wrinkling slightly in what very well might have been disgust. And, maybe to get back at that comment, she didn't follow. "Just a second, I have to grab something." She said, her pendant catching the light as she spun around, disappearing into another room. She returned a few moments later, a small notebook in hand and a pen tucked behind her ear, not bothering to put on shoes as she slipped out the door, shutting it behind her.
(…….i just realized that in all the RPs I'm in with you, my characters name ends with an "in/an/en" sound. Fml lol)
He waited for her at the door, then started walking again. "Come on." He said as he walked. He still looked so out of place in the palace. Still so colorless in a colorful place. A creature of the night in a place dedicated to the day. He led her through the winding hallways, and over to a tower. He started up the spiraling staircase without a word, expecting her to follow him.
((Lmao))
She rolled her eyes, following along behind him at a much slower pace than he was walking at. Pausing to peer out various windows as though that was much more important to her. When he started up the stairs to the [insert whatever the tower is for] tower, she hesitated at the bottom, frowning. "Why exactly are we going up here?"
"So I can seduce you by the light of the moon?" He said with a laugh. He shook his head. "So i can show you the moon and talk to you about the Night Court and it's traditions." He continued walking. "Do keep up, we have much to talk about and little tine to do so." He continued up the stairwell, vanishing from sight as he walked up. Only his footsteps were still audible.
"You better not try anything." She muttered to herself, once he was out of earshot. After a moment of thought, she shrugged, following him up the stairs. It might be a bad idea, but she was curious. And if he knew things, he was her best bet for getting those answers.
Jin chuckled softly as he emerged into the top of the beautiful tower. It was designed for viewing the sky, with three hundred and sixty degree windows. He went to the one they could see the moon out of, leaning against the sill as he waited for her to get up there. He sighed softly and raked a hand through his black waves.
Miyaki's eyes were on the sky before she had even fully stepped out into the room, a small smile ghosting across her lips, as she momentarily forgot who she was up there with. She hadn't been in this tower much, and definitely not in a while. She'd just been too busy, helping Aster as often as she could, and functioning essentially as Alina's advisor at other times. It had been one of her favorite places in the palace when she was younger though, and could get away from studying.
He turned as she came in. "Well. Nice to see you smiling already." He said. "Come here. I want to be able to talk without shouting across the room." He turned back to the sky, looking up at the moon. "Where would you like me to start?" He questioned. "With the court, the land, the common people?" He didn't look at her, keeping his eyes on the moon.
Her smile dropped at the order, and she rumbled to herself as she crossed the room, plopping down on the ground near him and crossing her just-a-bit-too-bare legs. "The common people." She answered immediately, glancing up at him for a moment before turning her gaze to the moon. She looked more perplexed than anything, like she was trying to figure out why he kept watching it.
"Okay." He replied, thinking for a moment. "Which sector? The poorest and lowest circle, or starting closest to nobility?" He glanced down at her for a moment, then away again, eyes flickering around the stars as he observed the constellations. He found comfort in the night sky; always had. He didn't know if it was simply for being one of the Night Fae, or if it had anything to do with his childhood.