"I care about that, how? I bet your magic is just as erratic as
your personality. Don't bother asking, I can see what kind of
person you are." She pointed her staff right at Iteral, about to
spell out her next attack.
𓍊𓋼𓍊𓆑 𓇗𓋼 **•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light
I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚* ⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
"Do you have to insult me like that out of nowhere?" Iteral taps
herself on the head, aging up by ten years. She was too offended
for that weird head, turning to Kendo and his "partner". "Oh yeah,
what kind of person am I?"
---
"You can now, if you like." Chiara lifts her veil enough to only
show her mouth, showing Setsuna a confident smile. "What is it that
you want to inquire, my child? More about myself? Or perhaps would
you like to have a blessing, I see you still show doubt in
yourself."
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
"Does it matter?" She frowned, waiting for Kendo now, having moved
away. "Hurry up or I'm leaving you behind." She flipped her staff
around in her hand.
𓍊𓋼𓍊𓆑 𓇗𓋼 **•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light
I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚* ⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
A... blessing? Woah, let's not bring magic into this. "I just
wanted to know why you hide your face." He bit his lip, and wiped
his sweaty hands off on his pants. "And... are you..."
Are you a princess?
Are you an angel?
Are you here to whisk me away from everything, and tell me I
already know what it means to live?
Why can I look at this sky and at you and think...
to be aesthetic or not to be aesthetic
that is not a question because I am not aesthetic at all and nor is
this signature
"It does matter, if you make it an argument. And I'm sticking, you
can't get rid of me that easily!" Iteral smiles, locking arms with
Kendo. "Also Kendo, you just described yourself. You're just more
unhinged, I'm more dramatic."
-----
Chiara chuckles, shaking her head a little. "I do that for the sake
of decency, you should not worry. If you like, I can take off the
veil, though my tunic will remain over my head." She keeps the veil
in a way that her mouth remains visible, smiling throughout her
whole speech.
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
"With what I'm able to do, I highly doubt it." She was quick to
retort, scoffing and turning away. "We need knights, soldiers,
those ready to fight for our cause. I don't even know where this
girl is from, or if she was significantly affected by Legion to
care about taking him down." Why must this job be so difficult.
"Either she stays or I do. Take your pick in the next three
seconds."
𓍊𓋼𓍊𓆑 𓇗𓋼 **•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light
I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚* ⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
Setsuna blinked. "O-Oh, that's perfectly fine. Don't worry about
it." He twisted his hands together, glancing out over the cliff.
"Say- do you know what time it is? The days are getting shorter- I
have a hard time keeping track sometimes..."
to be aesthetic or not to be aesthetic
that is not a question because I am not aesthetic at all and nor is
this signature
"A soldier? What would you need soldiers for?" The person leapt
over the sand dune, sliding down and landing on his two feet before
making his way over. "I hope you don't mind me interrupting but, if
I heard right, did you say that you needed fighters?"
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"You're kidding..." She pinched the bridge of her nose. She was
really losing it. "Yes... I did say that. But if you're a child,
don't expect anything from me."
𓍊𓋼𓍊𓆑 𓇗𓋼 **•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light
I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚* ⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
"Oh come on, if I had any ill-intent, I would have launched a
counter attack as soon as you tried to purify me! I just want to
help end this stupid conflict! You wanna know who I am and where I
come from?!" Iteral pulls out her broom by throwing it on the
ground, levitating up with it to meet her at eye level. "I am
Iteral Lucenox, Legion could not touch me because of my dissonance
from time and I am not 500 but older. But my past is obscured, I
can't remember it myself."
-----
Chiara points up at the sky, directly at the sun. "If the stars are
telling me correctly, it should be sundown soon enough. Do you have
a rendezvous or do you wish to sleep plenty for your training
tomorrow?" She asks, smiling along and taking a few steps ahead to
block the view of the cliff.
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
"I'm nineteen. That's not a child age. I am at least a young adult
already." He spun his staff in one hand, stabbing it into the sand.
It sunk slightly with a shhk. "Could I join? I'm experienced, I
guarantee you. And I'm good at making decisions."
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Setsuna blinked slowly. "...Sure. I can go sleep, for now. Tord,
you coming?" he glanced at him. "I bet you we can have a whole tent
to ourselves, if we set up now."
to be aesthetic or not to be aesthetic
that is not a question because I am not aesthetic at all and nor is
this signature
Chiara smiles and points at a different tent, even of a different
color. It was black with a bit of a starry pattern around. "If you
ever need help because you need advice or if you cannot sleep, feel
free to visit my tent for help. Just make yourselves known before
entering please." She bows down again, smiling. "If I don't see you
at my little prayer later, I wish you a good night's rest." With
that, she starts leaving with small but subtle steps.
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.