#zelnite1

“Um, excuse me!” Her hands juggled the newly acquired wooden sword, tossing it one between the other in time with the pauses in breath with a shaky hum: conversation had no place on the battlefield, the one place where she felt she belonged, thus the muscle was never stretched. But by the sound of it, that was the one thing that would get her what she wanted and maybe even the freedom of home. “I was wondering if you’ve, ah, heard of anyone named Selena. Or- or Mega! Or anything of the kingdom of Sama. I do not know where this is.. And they haven’t the heart to spare me my sword.”

🐾 “For the last time, Plagg,” Adrien hissed as inconspicuously to the inside of his shirt as he could. “I am not stealing Camembert for you!” For the most part he loved his Kwami - and yes, he would even admit it. Plagg was his first real friend after being sheltered for so long. Plagg was the one who gave him his freedom.

Even if he was obsessed with a stinky, horrible food that made him smell like old feet every day of his life. Just his luck. He was so absorbed in scolding the tiny, magical creature that he didn’t really take note of where he was going - or who he was about to run into.

With her friends, Maki was a little different, probably. N-not that she said they were her friends or anything to begin with! But brushing hands with Eli, or indulging Honoka in a hug had become almost second nature to her - that and contact with the other members of her group.

This guy was walking way too close though.

“D-do you mind?” Her cheeks were certainly warming up as she finally paused to confront him. “There’s-there’s a whole sidewalk, you know!”