☆ * ⸰ . ° ☾ ᵍᵉᶰᵗˡᵉˣᵇˡᵒᵒᵐ⋅ ° . ⸰ — SAKURA !
𝓗𝓮𝓻 𝓿𝓸𝓲𝓬𝓮, despite the reassuring words iit carried with it, caused her to hug her parcel of herbs closer against her chest with a small squeak. Corners puckered open and the immediate scent of mint masked whatever concoction the mysterious woman was busy preparing, curiously at odds with the gloomy atmosphere.
Lips parted as she prepared to answer, toes rising, body leaning forward with the full intent to speak until the sharp order sent her back onto her heels.
❝ O-Oh — U-Um — !! ❞ Heartbeat drumming in her ears, Sakura took a quick step back, eyes frantic in their search for — for — er… w-what was it again? Bat wings, yes of course.
— Oh goodness, bat wings?!
Trembling hands reached for the glass bottle, color draining from the girl’s face. …She was going to faint.
the dark mage does her best not to roll her eyes, mumbling incoherent words to herself as she passes the other & grabs the ingredient off the top shelf with ease. shaking her head as she continues to muter to herself, throwing the bat wings in her cauldron & stirring diligently. tharja was not one to partake in social activities with others, especially with ones so fragile & faint of heart.
❛ WHAT IS IT that you need, girl ———- or do you just plan to waste more of my time ?? ❜ turning to look back at the girl sharply, she hadn’t intended to scare her, simply pressed by her current circumstances. ❛ do i need to repeat myself, or have you composed yourself ?? ❜
