Glenn's not the only man reminded of Derdriu by the beach here. Claude is wandering along it, lost in thought and, honestly, trying to decompress. It's been a wild weekend already, and it's far from over.
And then he sees that particular shade of blue hair on someone sitting on the beach not far from him. He was walking in that direction anyway, but his feet seem determined to keep carrying him there now that that Felix blue is calling to him...even though he's initially expecting Rodrigue.
As he gets closer, though, he realizes it's not Rodrigue. His next instinct is that it must be Felix, then, and he's looked wrong, but closer still...and he can see it's neither of them. It's someone he's never seen before.
Even as his mind whispers it's probably someone from some other world, he knows he's lying to himself. He can see both Rodrigue and Felix in the structure of the face, in the eyes. And getting that shade of blue that perfect would be hard for some random person to pull off.
He can't tell if his heart is sinking or not. This is another awkward family encounter he has no real idea how to field. But...he'd never gotten to meet Glenn, even once. Some part of him does feel intrigued, maybe even excited, to have this chance to meet him now.
He clears his throat once he's close enough. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but I don't think I am...Glenn Fraldarius?"
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Date: 2021-06-02 10:31 am (UTC)And then he sees that particular shade of blue hair on someone sitting on the beach not far from him. He was walking in that direction anyway, but his feet seem determined to keep carrying him there now that that Felix blue is calling to him...even though he's initially expecting Rodrigue.
As he gets closer, though, he realizes it's not Rodrigue. His next instinct is that it must be Felix, then, and he's looked wrong, but closer still...and he can see it's neither of them. It's someone he's never seen before.
Even as his mind whispers it's probably someone from some other world, he knows he's lying to himself. He can see both Rodrigue and Felix in the structure of the face, in the eyes. And getting that shade of blue that perfect would be hard for some random person to pull off.
He can't tell if his heart is sinking or not. This is another awkward family encounter he has no real idea how to field. But...he'd never gotten to meet Glenn, even once. Some part of him does feel intrigued, maybe even excited, to have this chance to meet him now.
He clears his throat once he's close enough. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but I don't think I am...Glenn Fraldarius?"