Ursus

She can feel her eyes twitch. Who the hell was this guy trying to tell her what to do? Theres a shake of her head. There is a counter argument in her mind only to toss it out of her mind.

“I don’t do breaks. Unless they are smoke breaks.” Technically she was on a break… one that involved avoiding specific people.

 “Its a start.” 

Well it is. In any case Aced is too busy to continue the conversation. 

 “If there isn’t anything else, the door is right there. Get out of my office.”

What the hell was a foreteller again? She shrugs her shoulders and looks away.

“Just cus someone’s not a foreteller doesn’t mean they can’t be swarmed with things to do.” Her eyes are fixed on him ready to slip away.

“Your not one who is running a village. Go, take a break, even a short one. It won’t be so bad now would it?”

“Yeahhh.. That’s not going to happen. I’m not a big vacation person. To much to do.” Plus moving around to much meant she would run into people she rather not cross paths with.

She raises an eyebrow at him as the writing stops. “Names Xenna…” She wasn’t going to give him more then that.

 “Nonsense. You can make the time. Your no foreteller.” 

The silverette jumps when she hears the voice speak to her. Ice blue eyes shifting to look at him looking him up and down before even bothering to respond.

“Pft, Stress is apart of me at this point.” She waves a hand at her own statement. 

 “Have you tried....something else? Perhaps going out to a vacation.” He isn’t even looking at her. but some part of him demanded to be answered. The sun is beautiful and everything is alright... sort of. 

 “...”

The writing stops. 

I have no regrets

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                    Elrena    stopped   DEAD   IN   HER    TRACKS    and   dismissed    the    keyblade   which   had    was   held    in   her    clenched    fist    at   the    sight    of   the    Union    Leader.     Trying    her   best    to   seem    innocent    in    the   eyes    of    her   elder.      ❝      Hi,      ❞      she   greeted    him    in   a    small    voice.     ❝      Are   you                           are    you   looking    for   something    ???      ❞      the   young    girl    asked   as    POLITELY    as    she   could    manage    in   an    attempt   to    avert    from   the    fact    that   she    was    so    obviously   was    trying    to   keep    out    of   his    view.      Getting   ANXIOUS    was   most   definitely   a    big   mistake,      but   she    was    CONFIDENT    she   could    talk    her   way    out    of    it.

Aced was utterly distracted, his journal piece right in the open but otherwise , defenceless till he summons his keyblade or use some earth magic to cause major damage. His eyes, if they could be seen were not really directed towards any person, his thoughts...

Muscled arm tense at the appearance of another with the strange black coat, his illusion magic holding strong as the nobody approaches. He , stands strong with this disguise on, no one would ever know that he is one of the foretellers, the original keybearers thousands of years ago-

No thats enough internal monologue. 

On a normal basic, foretellers cannot be seen by normal key blade wielders less they have some importance to give. A spell was cast on his own home to determine if someone had something to say that was important enough for Aced to come in or not. But for now...

 “Ira, What is it.” bearing his own disguise as a rough older man, he is in the home of the -leader- of the unions.