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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃, 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀'𝐒 𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. Her confidence had promptly been punished, it seemed, and she could not quite deny the embarrassment associated with her miscalculation. It tugged at the corners of her mouth. Crystals seldom behaved in such a manner, nor did magick, she knew, and when Midadol raised the idea of artificial crystals, it all started to make sense. Did it not? This seller had been shady from the very beginning, but Anabella had let her gut feeling slide due to the shortage of crystals throughout Storm and Ash together.

If not even her husband's home, where aether had been abundant in various forms, could not provide, she had no other option to turn to the less reputable sellers. And she had quickly burnt her hand with it. Her brows knit into a deep frown, while anger started to stir in the pit of her stomach. An ember that lighted into a flame. A flame that then turned almost into a wildfire. " When I find this man, I will have him whipped for his crime, " the former empress replied between gritted teeth and curled her aching hands into fists. No one betrayed Anabella Rosfield. No one.

Mid is always on her guard when she buys new materials. It's not that she's mistrusting of every possible seller; it's more that she really wants to make sure they're not trying to get an advantage of her. It's something Cid taught her about before she left for Kanver. But of course she's not blaming Anabella for falling for that trap. Some of these shady sellers are very, very good and convincing. Anabella's intention has been to contribute to Mid's invention somehow, and it means a lot for the engineer.

She blinks a few times at Anabella's words. Oh. This is quite scary, but at least, Mid is glad these threatening words are not directed toward her. She also wishes to punch that guy, of course, but she won't truly do it. Yell at him, though ? Definitively. If she has to, because Anabella seems more than ready to scare him to death already.

"Miiiid!"

Charlotte comes bounding down the stairs like a whirlwind, almost tripping over her own feet when she reaches the bottom. Is she avoiding her studies again? Maybe. But why would she spend her time with her nose in a book when Mid could show her things that were way cooler than that? So she brushes off her pants and stands up straight, grinning at her.

Mid can't help but laugh happily at the sight of the little girl. Well, she's very enthusiastic about so many things; it reminds the engineer of how she was around her age. Actually, Mid never lost her curiosity. It contributes to her passion every single day and it gives her even more determination to keep working hard to make this world a better place.

Mid laughs proudly at Tifa's question. She's always happy to talk about her inventions and about engineering in general. Maybe she's not actively fighting on the battlefield with her friends, but she is definitively contributing in her own way, thanks to her brain. It's just another way for her to keep honoring her father's legacy.

                        the gleam of  sunlight  in a storm 

But then he hears the second part, and Gav drawls out a soft groan. "You're killin' me, Mid. Had me thinking he taught you some sorta self-defense skills. But alright, we'll give it a go. Worst thing that happens is we lose a limb or two, right? I lost an eye and I'm doin' just fine," he jests, knowing full well that she might not find quite as much humor in it.

But Mid does have a point; his whole schtick with scouting is attempting not to encounter any trouble. He has a good record of making it out of even the trickiest situations unscathed. And though Gav can usually hold his own in a fight, he'd certainly rather not have to.

Mid shrugs, letting a laughter escape her mouth. "Well, he taught me a bit of self-defense before I left for Kanver. But I never had to use it! I'm a great lerner, though, it's probably not too bad!" she explains, keeping an amused smile on her lips. She pats his arm. "Yeah, we'll be fine! We'll try to avoid the fighting!" There are more and more monsters around nowadays, though, so Mid isn't entirely sure they will manage. But they can try... right ?

Anyway, they both know how to run if something very bad happens. They just need to not be too injured for it, but if they bring supplies with them, they should be fine for this little adventure. The others will be mad of they got hurt on their own like this, but Mid doesn't want to think about it for now. She really is her father's daughter, after all. Just a bit reckless sometimes.