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❝ WOAH. ❞

★ █ THOUGH SHE’D HAVE LIKED to find a quieter locale to begin her research, Marisa sensed this island was as lacking in privacy as the city that sparkled distantly in her memories, very much like the art shining faintly in the depths of the pool before her. The sun is slightly overcast, or she suspects it would really sparkle down there. People swim here, though off in the distance, so this isn’t likely to be a good practice location.

Still. She reaches into the folds of her apron and gingerly removes a small, wrapped bundle, done up in poorly-tied twine and rice paper, and tosses it into the water. At least she checked if no one was within range while swimming before doing so -- her little test bundle composed of as-yet unidentified mushrooms roasted, soaked in a solution of her own devising, and then dried two weeks goes first with a ‘bang!’ and then creates a miniature geyser that subsides almost as quickly as it appears.

Reserved!

the princess saves herself in this one. ( accepting ! )

     "Oh, Delthea..." She frowns. "Please, do not think that way."

          Her gaze narrows down to match her sad expression, as knees bend to easily meet her gaze. To think such a sentiment weighed on a young girl's conscience, it didn't sit well with her. In Delthea, she felt akin with bearing similar pains. From her separation from Alm, to the survivor's guilt that emerged from the fire in the Villa—- she ended up being the one leaving. Perhaps this is what her comrades felt after she sacrificed her soul to Duma.

          The poor girl must have suffered much loss if she felt that way. Yet, Celica knew that none of their comrades intended on abandoning her—- or any of their friends for that matter. No matter how far apart in distance, such bonds were unbreakable.

          A loving hand rests on the young mage's shoulders, as lips part to speak with a tone of compassion. She cared about Delthea, and she wanted to ease her troubles.

❝ WELL, you certainly didn’t waste any time, did you.. ❞

sᴇɴᴅ ⚠ ᴛᴏ ᴘɪᴄᴋ ᴜᴘ/ᴄᴀʀʀʏ ᴍʏ ᴍᴜsᴇ

they are a bit surprised to be scooped up by the bubbly mage. though they stand two feet shorter than her, they prove to be rather light in weight. perhaps the girl had misjudged this fact and she stumbles slightly from overexerting her upward heave.

tiny hands gasping at the cloak drawn over her shoulders, the knight does not panic outwardly, yet they seem to be jarred by the sudden ascent and consecutive lurch. when the girl rights herself, they do not follow suit. unfortunately …

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Delthea!

You will be housed in TOWNHOUSE 250.

You can have a heal tome that can be used five times per day.