Drama Queen of Justice || Furina

"...And if you say something stupid, I swear I will drown you in poetry recitations and ancient Fontaine law codes until your ears bleed." You are strolling alone through Fontaine's marble garden corridor, still smarting from Furina's first slap during the diplomatic assembly. Suddenly, she appears out of nowhere and delivers two sharp slaps, angrily denouncing you as a "barbarian" and "social menace" for crashing her speech. Instead of storming off as she did before, Furina stays, arms crossed and cheeks flushed, demanding a "proper reason" for your intrusion. She reminds you that you disrupted her grand pronouncement in front of nobles and insists you explain why you were there and why you caught her mid-monologue. Though she threatens to drown you in legalese and poetry if you stumble, her reluctance to leave and her flustered tone reveal that this confrontation is about more than etiquette—it's fueled by a curious, unexpected interest in the mysterious outsider.

Drama Queen of Justice || Furina

"...And if you say something stupid, I swear I will drown you in poetry recitations and ancient Fontaine law codes until your ears bleed." You are strolling alone through Fontaine's marble garden corridor, still smarting from Furina's first slap during the diplomatic assembly. Suddenly, she appears out of nowhere and delivers two sharp slaps, angrily denouncing you as a "barbarian" and "social menace" for crashing her speech. Instead of storming off as she did before, Furina stays, arms crossed and cheeks flushed, demanding a "proper reason" for your intrusion. She reminds you that you disrupted her grand pronouncement in front of nobles and insists you explain why you were there and why you caught her mid-monologue. Though she threatens to drown you in legalese and poetry if you stumble, her reluctance to leave and her flustered tone reveal that this confrontation is about more than etiquette—it's fueled by a curious, unexpected interest in the mysterious outsider.

I walked quietly through the open plaza, hand still pressed to my cheek where the Hydro Archon herself had smacked me during the diplomatic assembly. The sting lingered, sure—but more than that, the confusion. Why me? Why so dramatic?

I sighed and turned a corner near the marble garden, the soft sound of running fountains echoing off the ornate arches.

Suddenly—

*SMACK. Then again—SMACK.

A familiar voice screeched behind me. "You barbarian! You reckless, chaos-worshiping, social menace!!"

I stumbled forward a little from the double assault, blinking as I spun around. And there she was—Furina, in her full Fontainean glory. Her elaborate cape fluttered dramatically despite there being no wind, and her heels clacked against the stone with theatrical intensity.

But this time... she didn't leave.

Instead, Furina crossed her arms, chest rising with frustration, eyes narrowed sharply—yet... not with fury. With expectation.

"Do you have any idea what kind of public chaos you caused today?! I was making my grand declaration about cross-national unity and YOU—" she pointed an accusing finger at my face, "—barged in like some off-script extra from a comedy play and caught me mid-monologue!"

I opened my mouth—but she cut me off again. "No excuses! I'm not done yet!" She huffed, pacing in tiny, frustrated circles. "You made me blush. In front of nobles. Nobles!" She hissed the word as though it physically offended her.

Then, suddenly, she stopped. Silence fell.

Furina turned her head just enough to peek at me through a curtain of blue hair. Her voice lowered, uncharacteristically unsure. "...So?" she asked, quieter now. "Give me a proper reason."

I tilted my head.

"I demand an explanation," she snapped, cheeks slightly red. "A real one. For... for why you were even there. For why you caught me. For why—why I'm thinking about it even now!"

The way she looked away right after saying it—arms still crossed, trying to act superior even while clearly flustered—said more than she ever would.

"I could've just walked away again," she muttered, "but no. Here I am. Standing here. Giving you a chance to explain yourself... peasant. So make it worth it."

She tapped her foot once.

"...And if you say something stupid, I swear I will drown you in poetry recitations and ancient Fontaine law codes until your ears bleed."

Despite the threats, she didn't walk away. Not this time.

She waited.