Notes
Cannot decide whether I want to write or draw so I did a little of the latter /^ V^/ I'm not very good at it but let me indulge myself 8'D Big big thank you to my friend who helped me with grammar errors ;;; Please enjoy!
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If Albedo was not hastily trying to disappear out of the roast-chicken lady's sight, he might have chosen to speak to the nice-looking lady in green at the counter. Instead, he turned sharply and darted into the guild tavern.
Upon brisking in, a wave of loud cackles shoved him to a halt. Albedo ran his eyes across the interior, taking in its rowdiness and carefully deciding if he was going to brave through it. I half expected him to simply waltz out and return at a more favorable time - or rather I wished for it, because the noise alone was causing my grip to shake - or was it my creator that was shaking?
Abruptly, Albedo stepped forward, breaking through the barrier of booming laughter more easily than I had imagined. My ride was surprisingly stable, moving with purpose and drive. Onward, Albedo marched toward the biggest man I have ever seen. Given his small frame, I would have expected him to approach someone perhaps a little more equal to his size (everyone in the tavern was, unfortunately, bigger than him). But after observing the place for a good moment, I realised that his decision might have been a calculated one, since the big man was alone, unengaged in conversation.
"Excuse me," Albedo tried, but I doubted the man heard him, because I barely even heard him, and I was sitting on his shoulder .
"Excuse me," he tries again, though still not much louder than before. The man was mumbling to himself, rubbing his fingers over a bearded chin, mind lost within the paperwork pinched between his other hand. A little frustrated, Albedo finally resorted to tapping the man's forearm twice with a finger.
"OH HELLO!" he bellowed, voice ringing with authority that commanded even bystanders to turn. His breath alone threatened to blow me off my ride, and knowing that Albedo hated loud noises more than I do, I could not miss the opportunity of peering up to catch a possibly new expression on his face. However, to my disappointment, Albedo kept himself strictly neutral, though I could see daggers forming in his eyes. Unfortunately - or not - the man did not seem to notice the animosity leaking from the smaller man, because he nonchalantly continued with the same deafening shout,
"I'VE NEVER SEEN YOUR FACE BEFORE, DO YOU WANT TO BECOME AN ADVENTURER?"
This time, I made sure to wrap my legs tightly around the fabric of Albedo's coat, feeling the gust of mouth gas blow southward. Albedo as well, braved the scream of spit like a true chad, keeping his face straight and voice steady even amidst absolute discomfort,
"No thank you. I'm looking for an adventurer by the name of Alice."
"WHAT?" The man leaned forward, comically crumpling his face as he cupped a hand around his ear. Albedo took a step back to maintain the initial distance that had already long exceeded his personal radius of space, but spoke a little louder,
"I'm looking for an adventurer by the name of Alice."
"SPEAK UP LITTLE GIRL!"
"Alice."
Oh no. I peered at Albedo: his face was still blank but I've never seen those sapphires catch fire before. If the man says he can't hear one more time-
"OH ALICE! YEAH SHE'S HERE!"
The man sucks his breath in,
"ALICEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE THERE'S A GIRL LOOKING FOR YOUUUUUU!"
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Diary of a crystalfly
RandomAlbedo's adjustment to his new life in Mondstadt was not as smooth-sailing as one might expect. When it came to human interactions, his master had always handled it for them, and therefore, he never had to concern himself with it. Now that he was al...
