10th Vhalar, 719
"Arlo! Look! I got a new hat!" Vega exclaimed, as Arlo emerged from the treeline. She looked at him with an expression which warned that she liked this hat. "Last time I got a new hat, you said that I looked silly," granted it was the elephant-ear-flaps and the rainbow colouring which had caused that, but still. "An' there was no need to be personal. You said, an' I quote, that some people jus' don't have hat-type heads." Was it him who said that, or her? Honestly she couldn't remember, but she wasn't going to let a small detail like the truth get in the way of a good opportunity to torment him. "Do you like it?" She gestured to said item, "It's got a brim, an' it's at a jaunty angle, an' it's got fruffles!"
"Fruffles" - a Vega-ism if ever there was one - were her name for the apparently decorative bits of stuff on it. "The woman in town what makes them told me there's a proper name for them, but I weren't really listenin' an' I think fruffles is good, innit?" She grinned a wide grin at him. "I went shoppin' with Fi, an' bought some fabric for makin' stuff, an' a nice warm coat," which she was also wearing and which, of course, matched ...."an' my new hat!" Vega liked Fi, her cousin Huw's wife. "An' what was really good was that her two useless fluff-head sisters didn't bother us none, either." She was less keen on Sian and Lily, it was fairly obvious. "I'm righ' glad they're both too tender an' delicate to be shoppin'. It were great fun."
Adjusting her hat, Vega moved over and kissed him. It was an unusual greeting for her, she was more likely to thump, usually, but she was very pleased to see him, it had to be said. The weather was turning and her cheeks were red with cold, although of course, temperature and Vega were a strange thing. Between her father's curse, which left her permanently warm, and her Defiance magic, which caused a strange wind to whip around her, she'd as much bought the hat to keep her hair from flying around madly as any other reason. Having kissed him, she grinned amiably, and looked at him with an odd expression in her swirling eyes. Colours mixed and she was amused and ~ she knew he knew ~ trying to keep a straight face. In the constant battle that was their relationship, Vega believed she'd just scored a point.
"But I've been thinkin', Arlo. An' there's somethin' we need to change, I think. I mean. A'right, for instance, have you seen the bracelet Huw bought Fi? It's beautiful." Vega didn't care about jewelry, never had. She treasured the bracelet Arlo had given her, the ring from the Lightning Knights of Rharne - and she wore a long necklace with a number of items on it. But each of those was useful, she didn't - as a rule - bother with fancy for the sake of it. "An' the useless twins have got diamonds drippin' from their bootie, they're that decked out. An', so, I decided, it's time we got respectable. So. I've got myself a hat, an' you a job."
Looking at him, Vega nodded her head. She was half-fooling him, she thought - he knew that she was up to something, yet equally he was suspicious. That would do. "Don't thank me, it's quite alright. I've bought you a new suit to wear, an' we can do somethin' with your hair..." She looked at him and could contain herself no more, her face burst into a grin. "Arlo! There's a travellin' circus troope in town! An' they're gonna be here for a while - said we can join up if we want. Do you wanna?"
Then, of course, because she couldn't manage to go a whole conversation without doing so at least twice, she thumped him.