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Some nameless Inn, some nameless town.

This is an origin story if ever there was one, for all great partnerships have a definite and decided beginning and this is one such.

Jhude had been on the trail of a nobleman who had been hellbent on marrying his daughter to a highly abusive peer; it was a coaching inn on the way to one of the three major metropolis; now he'd read reports that the man on the gifted end of the bride stick had been a widower thrice times over which.. to Jhude, was a bit suspicious.

It had taken quite a bit of researcher, and he wasn't a born researcher by any stretch-- but it did not take an idiot to put two and two together and he was not an idiot; it also meant that the ladies life was hanging on a knife's point. Not now, but perhaps later-- and Jhude was enough of a bleeding heart that he could not countenance this whatsoever.

No one deserved it.

So he was in the posting house, keeping to the shadows, watching the lady and her father in question. Oh, but she looked miserable, and he looked smug. Tonight was the perfect time to act, the posting house was crowded and if there was anything that he could do, it was to perhaps sneak her out, give her a bag of gold to settle comfortably, give her the name of someone within the church who could provide her aid if needed and she'd have freedom to live her life and perhaps marry someone of her choosing.

He was sitting at a table with his hood pulled over his head, nursing a tankard of ale as he watched and listened; ever so close to the table so that he could pick up their words, their routine. Any sort of information that would make this entire process easier.

Date: 2026-03-11 02:01 am (UTC)
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Aster could feel consciousness trying to ebb away, but he held on both to the thin thread of wakefulness and awareness and to Jhude physically. He was vaguely aware they were on the ground soon, and he stumbled along as best he could, his feet on something of a delay.

"My horse 's there. She's a good horse. She's the prettiest horse and really likes apples..." He wasn't sure what he was saying. The words were just flowing as he tried to keep his eyes open. Except they weren't his eyes, they were some woman in trouble's eyes, but she wasn't in trouble anymore, he was and...

"Horse." He nodded, finally.

Date: 2026-03-11 02:44 am (UTC)
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"We're eloping. Shhhh." Aster added helpfully to the poor stablehand, still hanging unsteadily on Jhude. He at least was trying for some form of subterfuge, and clearly amusing himself since he dissolved into a giggle.

But right his pretty horse. He pointed to the third stall in, a gray mare who darkened to an almost black at her feet, though her mane ad tail were a silver-platinum that shone even in the low lamplight. "There you are my girl, my pretty Moonstone."

The horse seemed to know her owner despite the shape he was currently in, given that she whinnied quietly as they approached and did not hesitate to nuzzle at Aster as soon as he was close enough before snorting at the unpleasant smell of the drug that had been used on him.

Date: 2026-03-11 02:54 am (UTC)
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Moonstone whinnied again at Jhude as if to say that she had seen this sorry scoundrel in far worse states, usually of his own doing. Jhude was winning her over quickly, with the soft voice and gentle petting.

And the apples. Moonstone could indeed be bribed and her affections bought. She nibbled at the apples very delicately, not even the slightest brush of teeth to that palm. She was a very polite mare.

"I'm a minor nothing," Aster informed him, reaching out to set a hand against Moonstone's neck as well. "Major annoyance, thank you. But... mm. I can hold on. There's only one of you now, which is probably a good sign." So yeah he could do this. Probably.

Date: 2026-03-11 03:49 am (UTC)
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"That's more like it," Aster agreed. Major pain, yes. Perfect. He reached up to grasp the saddle to help Jhude help him up. He curled his fingers around the reins, swaying far, far too much to the left for a moment. He would've tumbled straight off the other side if Moonstone wasn't quite so good at what she did, sidestepping so that Aster merely thunked his head against the wooden post by the stall wall.

"Ow."

But at least he was still on the horse.

And once Jhude had joined him and those arms were around him he didn't bother trying to hold back from leaning back against him. Partly for balance, yes, but also because Jhude was pleasantly warm and, as previously established, smelled very nice.

Moonstone tossed her head just a bit as if to say here we go and then started out towards the road.

Date: 2026-03-11 04:03 am (UTC)
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Moonstone nickered again, pleased with herself and with the compliment, but then fell to quiet, letting Jhude guide her as he wished. She was a cooperative horse, so long as she had decided her rider was someone who merited that cooperation. Jhude had clearly passed the test.

Aster meanwhile, was quietly trying not to be smitten at how good his new friend was with his mare. He did get the sense that this was probably a man who had a way with beasts in general.

For a few moments he tried to be stubborn about sleeping, but the drugs were still in his system and Jhude saying I got you did something very funny to his heart. Thinking about that was too complicated, and letting himself doze off meant he didn't have to worry about thinking. Much better.

Date: 2026-03-11 11:11 pm (UTC)
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Moonstone didn't seem at all put out by the fact that her usual rider was passed out in the arms of someone she'd only just met. After all, the someone she'd just met had talked sweetly and pet her and fed her apples. If that didn't make Jhude trustworthy she didn't know what else did. She was a good judge of character. Or easily swayed by snacks. Perhaps both.

Aster, however, dozed, occasionally opening his eyes long enough to see they were still moving before cozying himself right back in against Jhude. Warm.

When the horse eventually drew to a stop, he lifted his head slowly to look around. "Did we make a clean escape?"

Date: 2026-03-12 02:29 am (UTC)
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Aster's brow furrowed at this bit of information. No, it would not be an issue for him. No one other than Jhude had seen so much as a hint of the face he normally wore. He'd probably let the Cyprus persona retire for a while just in case, but he had more than one character in his repertoire.

But Jhude wasn't quite so lucky. He'd apparently been seen.

And he'd apparently been seen rescuing Aster. And why the hell had he done that? They barely knew each other, and Jhude's goal of doing the right thing in saving the damsel in distress had been accomplished. He didn't have to come back for the sketchy changeling bard he'd only just met, no matter if said changeling had gotten himself in a bit over his head.

But Jhude had come back from him. It didn't sit right with Aster at all to know the other man would have that shadow of trouble hanging over him for his sake. "Too late, I'm worrying. But it sounds like we'll have some time on our hands, so may as well put it to use." With the worrying.

Date: 2026-03-12 03:25 am (UTC)
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Moonstone tossed her head because apparently she knew the word apples and knew it well. Aster chuckled, leaning forward to pet the horse's neck lightly. Good girl.

"I may need a hand. I'm feeling more securely attached to this consciousness thing, but the world is still a bit... topsy-turvy." He felt unsettled in his body, and that was strange for him, given that he was used to his body in all sorts of shapes. It was a vulnerable, terrible feeling, but he was trying not to let on -- or really, to admit it to himself -- and instead glanced over his shoulder at Jhude.

He batted his borrowed eyelashes at the blond man. "If you don't mind playing gallant rescuer a moment or two more. I'll let you off the hook for it soon, I promise."

Date: 2026-03-12 03:41 am (UTC)
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Oh Aster was teasing and flirtatious, but that sure as fuck did not mean it did not have its genesis, currently, in very genuine attraction. It was less the physical side of things -- though holy fuck he had now been in those arms and they were, yeah, they sure were, and Jhude was also just pretty -- and more the way that his new acquaintance seemed so hell bent on doing the right thing for no discernible personal gain? And also the undercurrent of something gentle in him. Kind.

Nothing hotter in this world or any than a kind man with pretty face and biceps that really ought to be illegal.

So Aster waited for Jhude to dismount and let himself be helped down from Moonstone's back.

Once his feet were on the ground once more, he lingered closer to the other man than he probably needed to. "That's... the thing I'm a bit mixed up on. Why did you come back for me? You didn't have to, and you earned yourself a lot more problems for the trouble."

Date: 2026-03-12 04:06 am (UTC)
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Aster was not entirely certain what the sudden fluttering in his stomach was, or he really didn't want to let himself be certain of it. But here he was watching Jhude say something so incredible as if it was simple and casual. As if it hadn't been an outright heroic act.

As if anyone had ever done that for Aster before. Oh he had people he trusted, who trusted him, who he knew he could rely on in a spot. But he'd also been betrayed before, more than enough to realize that true loyalty and displays of kindness and bravery without reward were rare things, far more precious than any treasure. And in his case, well, changelings weren't exactly the most welcome or trusted people. Most of his kind kept their true nature a secret, and they were rare to start with.

"I see." He saw and he felt, and fuck everything he needed his heart to remember how to beat normally. "I would have, you know, been able to handle myself." But he wasn't trying to dismiss the gravity of what Jhude had done.

"But it wouldn't have been easy. Or pleasant. And it might've been a painful while before I figured a way out." The words were spoken quietly, earnest and plain. "So I'm grateful. Thank you, Jhude." And since he was shorter currently, he leaned up on his toes in order to press a kiss to the other man's cheek.

Date: 2026-03-13 02:03 am (UTC)
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Was that a blush? Well, that was something wasn't it? It was kind of adorable, endearing. More and more.

But Jhude also had a very good point, didn't he? One that Aster had not considered. He followed after as Jhude headed into the barn, leading Moonstone with him. Well, ostensibly leading Moonstone. She needed very little leading more often than not, and was quick to decide that the hay was meant for her.

"Of course."

Aster glanced around the barn, finding a stall wall that would sufficiently hide him away for his shifting so he didn't send Jhude into a dizzy spell again. Really, he'd prefer that the other man not be freaked out by him in general. Here he was wanting this man he just met to like him. And not in the 'find him charming and play into his current scheme' sort of way either.

Once he was out of sight, he let his form properly melt into the face that felt like his, the pale, blue eyed, dark haired man that Jhude had already seen when they'd been brainstorming their plan back at the inn.

He stepped back out. Of course, he was still wearing a very fetching dress and travel cloak. He no longer had the bosom for it, so now the neckline left his shoulders mostly bared, a deeper peak at much more masculine cleavage. The skirts also no longer hovered just above the ground but instead bared a scandalous amount of ankle and, dare we say it, calf.

"All right. I'll be back with apples."

Date: 2026-03-13 02:41 am (UTC)
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Entirely unaware of the turmoil that his ankle had thrown Jhude into, Aster snagged up what looked like a burlap sack still hung by the door. He shook the dust off it and slung it over his shoulder. And he did find quite a few apples that looked delightfully ripe, filling the sack with them, he also spied a rather overgrown thicket that, upon closer inspection, turned out to be a long neglected blackberry briar, with enough berries that he decided risking the thorns was worth it.

So when he returned, he had apples in a bag slung across his body, and had used his skirt lifted up as a place to keep the berries. Foraging successful, he noticed Jhude working hard at a water pump.

Oh. Clean water then. That really was good luck. "That poor handle looks like it hasn't had a decent pumping in years." Why did that sound vaguely dirty? Huh. "Hopefully it's not giving you too much trouble?"

Date: 2026-03-13 02:57 am (UTC)
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"Oh... darling... that is not a bath," he sighed in so much dismay. "But you're very right. I'm very fond of cleanliness, so I'd be grateful."

Aster did not even have to make a roll to see if he noticed the way that shirt was starting to get wet and stick to the other man's chest. nope, there was not a world where he would ever miss that. His eyes lingered longer than they had any appropriate business doing.

He did however, swing his way closer to Jhude. "That has to be freezing though. Here..." Reaching over, a soft little humming tune and a wiggle of his fingers, and Jhude would find the water pleasantly warm. Prestidigitation was, so far as Aster was concerned, a very underappreciated spell.

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