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The one day Celica wears her crown, she’s out and about. Strolling, endlessly, hands behind her back. Eyes give a far-off look, not really paying attention to where she’s going… and then she falls. She must have tripped over something and before she knew it, she was on the ground. It was funny, she was the one who assisted in taking down a GOD and she ends up tripping probably over her own feet in a unknown city.
Nomah’s clumsiness must have rubbed off on her? She had given a small shriek of surprise as she landed - the force of the impact knocking her circlet off. She groans in annoyance, reaching for her circlet - praying to… a god that it wasn’t broken. Thankfully it wasn’t. Placing it back in it’s rightful place, Celica slowly heaves herself off the ground - and finds herself face-to-face with another woman.
Flushed cheeks. Celica was embarrassed. How clumsy of her, to trip and fall like this. Not like a princess, one would think. A smile was seen upon her face, trying to hide her self-conscious expression.
❝P-Pardon!❞ She stammers, trying to maintain an air of dignity. ❝When my circlet went flying, it didn’t hit you or anything? Goodness, you’d think a princess would watch where she’s going, haha…❞
Hands are held regally in front of her in the typical “fig leaf” position. ❝…Say, if this is presumptuous of me, I apologize… But haven’t I seen you somewhere before? You look familiar, if I may.❞
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Robin was always one for being hyper-aware of her surroundings. It had been ingrained in her for many years- from her time on the run to the all the battles she fought in while defending Ylisse, and the very future of her world. There had been nothing outwardly concerning about the slow mill of people, and certainly no telltale signs of danger, so it was a surprise- albeit one of low overall concern- when a woman in Robin’s general vicinity found herself tumbling down. It was also not something Robin could have predicted, even with Sumia’s penchant for clumsy mishaps- something Robin had seen her share of over the years as well.
Instead, Robin can only move to offer concern and aid in the aftermath of the other woman’s accident.
“Oh you needn’t worry over such things. I was not hit, but even if it had gone flying, it would not have done enough damage to harm me. Are you quite alright? I am far more concerned for your well-being after such a fall.”
Robin was calm in demeanor, offering genuine aid and concern with no expectations. She took note of the aforementioned circlet, and the disclosure of the others title, but such a population was par for the course here. This information was only put to use to build an identifier for the other woman. She too seemed vaguely familiar... as if they had met in one life or another.
“Oh it is hardly presumptuous. I felt a similar recognition about you, though for as clear as my memories have been of late, I cannot say I recall exactly how, so it would seem reintroduction are in order.” Robin extended a hand to the other woman then. “My name is Robin, it is a pleasure to meet you.”












