#featheredhalf

sheesh, what kinda cafe keeps its heating all screwy during the winter? it's thanks to her mechanical expertise that pascal noticed something was off (a minor issue, really), and now it's driving her up the wall!

she pokes her head out from the maintenance room (having not-so-subtly snuck in beforehand), only to be met with a familiar shade of sandy blond hair. "ohmigosh, it's you again! or... not?" she squints with a loud hmm. there's a resemblance, but... unless he suddenly got way prettier, this can't be the same person she met earlier! meh, not that it matters.

Someone must have felt bad for her and given Yumine a large blanket. She feels warm now, but she is also a tad bit uncomfortable because the blanket doesn't have the holes for her wings. Oh well. She'll wrap herself in her wings and then wrap the blanket over her entire body---or tries. With her wings now wrapped and her arms underneath, she really can't seem to drape the blanket over her.

And more than even living near each other, at least they're together. Although that does make her worried about the others back in the kingdom. At least Kabru was there to help Laios...She hoped, anyway.

"Do you think we have to fend for ourselves here...? It doesn't seem like a dungeon, but I also didn't sense any teleportation magic at work. It's odd..."

That, and she's not keen on having roommates she doesn't know.

Welcome to spooky Isola Radiale, Falin!

You’ll be staying in HOUSE 113.

You will retain the ability to use your healing magic to heal mild to moderate wounds.

You’ll also receive a toy mace.

Enjoy your stay!

"Still I was thinking about what you said way before, about naming them. Nothing's crossed my mind at all. Do you have any thoughts?"

Biting at their thumb, they look at the tall-man incredulously. He couldn't decide if it would be better or worse for her to remember him as she was now.

"You're not the red dragon anymore. I don't know how that half-elf did it, but it's difficult to argue with results." Mostly talking to himself, Thistle paces slightly. "If she did it at all. This place is definitely not the dungeon..."

catch, sender catches receiver by the waist after they bump into each other.

actions speak louder than words @featheredhalf

Falin is so quick! If it weren't for her, Yumine would have tumbled over and WHO knows what would have happened. After all, she's pretty close to the gaping hole.

"Oh, Falin. Thank you so much," She says through a sigh of relief. Patting Falin gently on the chest as a thank you, then taking a step back to give her hero some space.

MISC ACTIONS MEMES || accepting !

🌡 - to check your muse’s temperature .

pascal sucks at taking care of herself. fourier and cheria were always the ones to butt in whenever she'd neglected her health for too long, and -- as luck would have it -- she'd managed to befriend yet another worrywart... she can't escape 'em, can she?

"jeez, falin, i'm fiiine. no need to cut our hangout short or nothin'..." with that blatant lack of energy? not likely. the other woman's rightfully unconvinced, moving to rest her palm against pascal's beady forehead (has she always felt this cold?). honestly, she'd be up for reveling in the refreshing coolness forever and ever, but falin has other ideas-- that furrowed brow of hers makes the diagnosis clear as day.