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Who: Wuk Lamat and Scintilla Caminus
Where: Tuliyollal probably to start at least
When: Post 7.0 on an excellent day for outdoor activity
Open/Closed: Closed
Rated: PG-13? It shouldn't get more than that if at all
What: Even after going on a life-changing adventure, what better way to get to know someone than through a hunt?

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[By choice, being Dawnservant didn't really allow for a lot of free time. And "by choice", that meant Wuk Lamat was actively using anything remotely like downtime to be amongst her people. To hear their words, share their feelings, and know their thoughts, to better make their happiness a reality. It had given her some great ideas! Even Koana thought so! Thank goodness he had a head for the logistics of making those ideas work.

(There was this thing called long-term planning? Where you work on something big over several years? She'd just have to have patience with some of the things while others were easier to implement and have flourish. Gods, that's hard. But it'd be worth it!)

But today was special. Today, Wuk Lamat had seen something very cool and interesting, and thought, there was only one person she'd like to share this cool and interesting thing with: Eorzea's Warrior of Light. With a message left for them at the For'ard Cabins, she waited at a table in Xbalyav Ty'e with some churrasco to share and a bill for the Dawn Hunt flat on the table.

And she is definitely kicking her leggies a bit under the table. Aaaaah, so exciting!!]

[Scintilla had a lot of people she counted as friends she had met through being the Warrior of Light. The list started at the Scions and went all the way across the planet, following her all the way to Tural. Which was nice, of course, but proved difficult in its own way. While all of them cared, of course, most saw her through a layer of one absurdly heroic thing or another she'd done. There had been times where she felt like a panic button first and a friend second, though the events of the Final Days had inadvertently served to dispel a lot of those feelings. Admittedly, at first glance she'd expected Wuk Lamat to be similar--someone needed something done, why not go to the reliable godslayer?]

[But, of course, she'd been pleasantly surprised before long. For once, the bulk of responsibility wasn't on the shoulders of a blacksmith from Limsa Lominsa, and there was unspeakable relief in that. Lamaty'i was a lot like her; simple, straightforward, surrounded by people leaps and bounds smarter than they were. So, as she read the note, for once it didn't feel like 'can you solve this problem' but an actual invitation. Honestly, she couldn't remember the last time that had happened, if ever it had.]

[As a result, a woman in weather-appropriate redall but burst through the streets to Xbalyav Ty'e, practically braking to a stop as she slid into the seat opposite the Vow of Resolve.]

Heard y'got somethin' fun for me?

[The grin that breaks out over Wuk Lamat's face when she sees Scintilla practically bursting in is a bright and gleeful one. She would have waited as long as she needed to and understood any delay - but it's heartwarming to know a friend is happy to spend time with you even when others might demand their attention too.]

I do!

[She slides over the Dawn Hunt bill so Scintilla can take a look. Listed at a threat level of A rank, the bill features a sketch of...a rather beefed-up Minotaur? But the animal features are more rroneek than a plain old bull.]

I don't think I've ever see anything like this guy before and I was wondering...maybe, would you wanna go on a hunt with me to slay it?

[There is an unsaid "and then see if it's okay to eat it" underneath that, because, well, it's bipedal, she has no idea if it's an ethics thing to make carne asada out of it but there's no point in asking if they don't have it, right?]

[Her ears flicked forward in interest as she looked over the bill, sending a pair of unicorn-marked earrings swinging.]

Ain't never seen its like myself, far's I can tell. [Scintilla tilted her head, looking back up at Wuk Lamat with obvious interest.] Aye, 'course I'd like to. Don't think I got nothin' else needin' my attention today.

Really? You haven't either? No wonder it caught enough attention to get its own hunt bill...

[Aaaah but that makes this even more interesting! She'll push the plate of churrasco towards Scintilla and gesture to it.]

Let's make sure we've got the energy to go and get it, first, and then we'll go to it. Apparently it's been showing up in Urqopacha and scaring a lot of alpacas. [In her opinion, those spitting devils need some spooks in their life, but when a whole group of them bolt away from something instead of stand their ground, that's a problem.] I don't think any have been hurt yet, which is a good thing...but the Pelupelu are probably worried sick about the possibility.

Can't be havin' that, aye. [the poor alpacas. Difficult as they could be, she had to admit they were awfully cute. Almost like moogles in both regards.] Don't sound like a bad plan at all. Both of us ought t' be more'n enough for a problem like that.

[She reached over for a piece of steak, taking a bite with a sudden excited flick of her tail.]

Mm--Turali food's really somethin' else, I gotta tell ya.

Isn't it? I don't know where else you can get food as good.

[Half boast, half truth...because Wuk Lamat has not really spent time abroad. But then again, do the Eorzeans know how to use some of these spices to their full effect? Hard to tell.]

And a lot of the times, it's the simplest things that taste the best.

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