homeless, potentially... searching ....... maybe.

[fairycircle]

Okay, okay, I'm speaking up! I know we haven't known each other long, Mun, but I really hope you go through with this. Traveling around and not fighting would be best, but I think I could deal with anything, so long as I was with Asbel and Sophie. [Not that the others don't count, but Cheria, dealing with anything?]



What do you mean, Mun?

[Something about crawling out the Rockgagong's butt sound familiar?]



No! I can deal with anything except that ever happening again!

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[bookpunching]

What about ... a butt?

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[fairycircle]

Nothing! Nothing about butts!

[fairycircle]

[AGUUGHGHHHH. No wait this is a stranger, he wouldn't understand why she's so ... unhappy with that tease her mun made. Calming herself with a heavy sigh, she hangs her head a little.]

... I'm sorry, excuse me. It's just not something I'd like to explain.

[bookpunching]

Yes, I imagine not.

And, your voice... it's very familiar...

[fairycircle]

My voice? Well, I do travel around healing people right now, so um, maybe you heard me in a town? [Hopefully not in a screaming augh voice, my god that would be embarrassing.]

[bookpunching]

No, I hardly need healing. [ Stare! Leans close. Hm. No. Doesn't look familiar, but -- well there are a vast number of voices in the world that some of them may sound the same, but -- ]

Could you spout a long stream of profanities at me, miss?

/dying

[fairycircle]

[Leaning a little too close, so she's going to lean back.. but. What's with that request?]

What? Um.. I don't really use those words..

/holds

[bookpunching]

Hm, then, it seems I am mistaken on who you sound like.

[fairycircle]

I.. guess so. I'm sorry? [Unsure, but she smiles a little awkwardly.]

I'm Cheria Barnes. It's nice to meet you, sir.

[bookpunching]

No, it's my mistake. Your voice isn't exactly like hers... could it be I'm missing the hussy? Ah, well.

I am Grimoire Weiss.

[fairycircle]

[.... What a way to nickname someone. 'Hussy' doesn't sound all that nice.]

Grimoire.. like a tome?

[bookpunching]

Finally, someone who understands its meaning...

Even if that someone is dressed so indecently. But at least you are not running around in your undergarments. Just occasionally flashing them as you move.

HUBERT GET OUT

[fairycircle]

[gfdlkgfkgdfljkhhj] Wh-what?!

OLDER HUBERT

[bookpunching]

I mean to say that your skirt is about three to five inches too short.

[fairycircle]

[Holding her face a bit with both hands for a moment, she takes a few steps back with an impossibly embarrassed frown.] I-it's not like you're supposed to look! [WEISS CUT HER A LITTLE SLACK, ASBEL'S TOO MUCH A BLOCKHEAD TO NOTICE.]

[bookpunching]

It's not like I'm trying to look.

[fairycircle]

Then don't! [Sob, Hubert said the same things though...]

[bookpunching]

Then get a better skirt.

[fairycircle]

[HUFFIEST OF SOUNDS. Angrily excuses herself and oops sry Weiss, she's not sticking around to discuss the length of her skirt.]

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[blossomgale]

...oh. Where I am right now, there's a war. [ And that means fighting. ]

[blossomgale]

Hmm? Except what happening again, Cheria?

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[fairycircle]

A war.. Are you okay there, Sophie? I hope you're not alone..

[fairycircle]

Uh, it's nothing. Don't worry about it.

Are you eating well, at least?

[blossomgale]

I'm not alone, but there's no one else from Ephinea here. [ So it does feel lonely in a way. ]

I haven't found someone that can cook crablettes yet.

[fairycircle]

Oh Sophie, I'm sorry. I'm glad you're not alone, but.. [MOM IS WORRIED LIKE NO OTHER :((((((] Why is there a war, and why were you taken there?

Here, I'll cook some up for you while we're here and you can tell me everything, okay? [At least the Eleth mixer is on hand. Sophie is gonna get her crablettes and no one is gonna stop Mom!]

[tomoveyou]

... Asbel, you say?