A Three-way Problem

Vana'diel date: 881/4/19
Place: Port San d'Oria, Rusty Anchor
Posted on 01 Jun 2012 16:57

When Endahren stepped into the Rusty Anchor that night, he somehow knew immediately that something was wrong. He looked around. Jenare was in. That was rare. He dind't usually spend all night here, and the hour was getting quite late. Endahren hesitated for a moment. He didn't really know what the trouble was, but he could imagine. He took a deep breath and walked to the table.
"Hey, Jenare. Didn't imagine seeing you here at this time." He sat down. Jenare looked at him and blinked.
"Ah, Endahren… good evening." Now he knew something was definitely up. It must be that dratted girl. After last Valentione's day, the two had been spending way too much time together. Endahren knew, although Jenare had never said a word of it to him. It was obvious enough. He made a mental note to ask around tomorrow, and to pay Vera a visit. He didn't really appreciate someone screwing around with the mind of his friends.
He tried to think of something to say when his eyes fell on the mug Jenare was nursing. "How many, exactly, have you had tonight?"
"Several," Jenare answered, and took a deep gulp. Endahren looked at him carefully. "I didn't have anything else to do tonight, so why not."
Endahren nodded slowly. This might need some correcting. But tonight…he glanced at the door quickly. He'd momentarily almost forgotten, but he'd promised to meet Nightingale here tonight. "Ah, that so. Need company?" He didn't really know what else to say. Nightingale was coming, but this was Jenare. Nightingale wouldn't mind, right? "I'm meeting with a friend tonight, we thought to see what we can find to amuse ourselves out at the city tonight. See the sights and all, he's only recently moved here."
"That why you've been so busy lately?"
Endahren nodded. He felt vaguely guilty. So Jenare had noticed he was avoiding him. But he might as well tell him something now, it wasn't like it was a big secret or anything. Well, not the mere fact of knowing Nightingale, anyway. "Met him a couple months ago." He reached to Jenare on an impulse and drew the other close. "You really look like you could use some cheering up tonight. You'll join us, right?"
Jenare was silent for a while. "I do not have anything else to do, for certain. Are you sure it's fine by your friend?"
"He's called Nightingale." Endahren looked up. Said boy had just walked in, and was looking at the two of them. He let go of Jenare, and continued. "He's a bard, recently come in from Jeuno." He gestured for Nightingale to join them. Jenare was sitting back up, still close but not quite so close. After a small pause, Nightingale gave a slight nod and came to the two of them. "Here he is now…"
"Hi! Sorry, did you have to wait long?" Nightingale threw a questioning glance at both Jenare and Endahren.
"Not at all, just arrived. Nightingale, this is Jenare, a long-time friend of mine. Jenare, this is Nightingale." The two looked at each other. Endahren felt weird. He hadn't imagined this meeting would happen quite this way, or it ever happening in the first place.
Nightingale smiled at Jenare. "I think Endahren has mentioned you before."
"He has?" Both of the boys, one with silver hair and the other with black, turned to look at him. He had? He cast his mind for something to say.
"Well..of course. You're a good friend of mine."
Jenare gave an amused chuckle and looked back at Nightingale. "It is an honor to meet you, certainly."
"Likewise." Endahren relaxed. This wasn't really too bad. The two of them seemed to be getting along rather well.
"He'll be joining with us tonight?" Nightingale looked questioningly at Endahren. The question surprised him. For a moment, he felt like he couldn't breathe. He knew very well what Nightingale referred to, and it wasn't just a tour of the city. He tried to gather himself. No thinking of that. Definitely no thinking of that.
"He will. I mean!" That could definitely be taken the wrong way. "For the tour. Of the city. Two minds can come up with interesting sights much better than one, right?" He laughed nervously.
Nightingale was visibly amused at him. "It shall be interesting. But I've wanted to see what the night-life of San d'Oria has to offer for a while now. I hope it's not too much trouble."
"Ah, not at all. I'd be glad to be of help." Jenare nodded solemnly at Nightingale. Endahren felt like he badly needed a drink himself. This might not go quite as smoothly as he had hoped just a moment ago.
"Shall we go then?" Nightingale smiled brightly and stood up.



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