Vincent
I mean, you can start
Paul
*Odo strolled the streets of Kahlo City, running errands and gathering groceries around the area for the beloved Ruled. He held a small journal which he stood writing in, checking off boxes and crossing out things.*

"I got this... And this... Now I need..."

*He looked up momentarily and then looked back down to his journal, continuing the low grumbling to himself. The groceries in question were being lifted curtesy of the gale he possessed.*
Horace
*Shoila was walking with a backpack, looking for shops with supplies. She was preparing for her suicidal adventure to Aegis, to discover maybe new type of fairy she could hunt... She didnt pay much attention to the road, she was more focused on shops around.*
Paul
*He continued to grumble as he kept looking up, around, and back down. Carts and people passed him, and he continued to stand, shifting to the side as to not be completely in the way of the road. The items with him floating and following close behind him.*
Horace
*Yes. I set that up to happen. Shoila accidentally bumped into him... And fell on the ground...* 
Ouch... *She massaged her head with her wing*
Paul
*As she bumped into him he also stumbled back a bit, but caught himself with his wind. He looked down at her as she was on the ground, offering a hand to her.*

"...Uhm... Are you alright?"

*He blinked with a soft smile.*
Horace
oh? Yeah yeah, I'm alright... *She got up of the ground, looking at who she bumped into, before the realization.*
Wait... You are part of the rulers?? Im so sorry sir! *She looked around, hoping he wouldn't mind...*
Paul
"No apologies needed. I'm surprised you could tell."

*He retracted his hand seeing as she didn't take it and were able to get up on her own. He looked at her a little more closely to get a better look at whom he was talking to.*
Horace
What does such highly respected person like you doing here? 
*She asked surprised*
Paul
"I'm running some errands for the Ruler and getting some groceries for meals following these next couple of days. Nothing too serious."

*He sighed as he looked at the one thing he was missing in his journal.*

"I just haven't been able to find any chicken feathers anywhere..."
Horace
chicken feathers? I may come off rude, but what do you need chicken feathers for mister? *She would look at him curiously*
Paul
"I just need them for personal usage. Nothing important."

*He looked at her.*

"Have you seen any around?"
Horace
not in shops... But, as it happens, i have a spare after my... Cooking... *She wasnt sure how legal it is to make longevity potions, so she played it save with authority*
Paul
"Oh, you cook?"

*His eyes lit up out of curiosity. He loved to talk about cooking but hadn't really heard about any new recipes and was curious if this would be different.*

"What did you make?"
Horace
Well...*Is visibly nervous, cause she didnt expect follow up questions on her cooking, as she was actually terrible cook* Was nothing interesting, just chicken roast with some spices, thats all...
Paul
"Oh that's... Nice.."

*Whilst he was slightly disappointed in the lack of response he was hoping for. Whilst he wasn't going to sit there and downplay the dish, he was still disappointed nonetheless.*

"So, uh, your wings. Are they the equivalent of arms? I haven't studied into your species yet..."
Horace
not exactly... Its more of like... I can use it to slap people, but not much else. For manipulating objects i use feet or wind magic. Why are you curious about that though? *She is relieved that you dropped the cooking subject*
Paul
*He flipped backwards a few pages and started writing in his journal, noting what she said.*

"I need to know as much as I don't know. So this is a step to that goal."
Horace
well, we can make an information exchange then... Unless you dont know anything about Aegis *She would look at him, patiently waiting for an answer*
Paul
"What could you possibly need to know about Aegis?"

*He lifted an eyebrow and shifted his hip.*

"Besides that was my only question anyways so I really don't think you have much more to tell me regardless."
Horace
i need to know how to get through the storm the best way. Im going there to see... Local wild life, yes *Still unsure how legal is her fairy hunting*
And ...Yeah fair, we arent that interesting... Just feathers to be honest...
Paul
*His eyebrow lowered and he looked more neutral now.*

"I wouldn't know. I haven't been there yet and even if I did know, I think it'd be in my best interest to not spill anything to someone I just met. No offense, of course."

*His eyes shifted to the side a little.*

"Have you ever tried getting there on your own?"
Horace
i am actually preparing for that... Not sure what to bring with me, i heard it can get scary there
Paul
"You might be better off not going in any regard. Rumors about a storm cannot mean any good."

*His shoulders relaxed.*

"Anywho, if it's just to see wildlife I'm sure you could hold off on it for a while, no?"
Horace
i mean yeah, but what for? *I look at him, wondering if something came up in rulers family that she should worry about*
Paul
"Because it's dangerous? And you probably wouldn't necessarily be welcomed there."

*He says, kind of shrugging.*
Horace
you really act as if me being welcome there is an issue. And yeah, its dangerous. Part of the reason i even go there
Paul
"Yeah you might be crazy."

*He sighed and shook his head disapprovingly at her, considering how insane that thought process is.*

"You want to go to a nation, where you've never been before, with the potential of not being welcome, that has a deadly storm on the outside of it and you don't even know how to get past that in itself? Jeez... You're better of trying to hunt a vampire at night."
Horace
well, what is life without a little bit of danger. Besides, what else would i do? Continue my own job here for the rest of my life? *I look back at him, with a grin, expecting some reaction*
Paul
"Life without danger is still life."

*He sighed once more.*

"I can imagine nearly any job here is safer than trying to enter that place, plus you could go somewhere else."

*He looked disappointingly.*

"Where did they make you?"

*He said sarcastically, but still questioning how someone could want to live like this.*
Horace
They made me here. In Kahlo. I was born basically built for hunt anyway.

*You could probably tell how she doesnt even look like a hunter. Like, she looks like even a badger could just fold her and break her spine*

Look. You probably care about your own citizens, but its ok, ill be fine! Its not like im going there for certain death, am i?
Paul
"I mean basically you are. You don't even know how to get past the storm. Not to mention you don't necessarily look like the strongest."

*He looked her up and down as he said that. Raising an eyebrow at her again, waiting to see how her response differs now.*
Horace
...I have my ways to... Get by *I would smile mischeviously*
Paul
"I wouldn't really bank on your 'methods'."

*He spoke, his hands gesturing the air quotes as he spoke.*

"If you want to go, go, I won't stop you. But don't let me see you again after crawling back here with your feathers all weathered. I may genuinely poke a little fun at you."
Horace
i didnt plan on doing that... Anyway, you wanted chicken feathers *I pull out a bunch of them from my bag and give them to him*
Paul
"Yeah, thanks."

*He takes the feathers from her and puts them in one of the bags floating behind him.*

 "So this is farewell?"

*He looks down at the journal he's been holding and checked off the final box on his list, ready to wrap up and head back to the Ruler's estate.*
Horace
Yeah, it is. But maybe we will meet again. I dont want to hold up the royal helper, now would i? Goodbye! *With that i walk away, looking for shop with more health supplies*