Nativity | Open RP
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Chartette thought a moment, head tilted.
"…Well, even if there’s so much destruction, it hasn’t stopped things from being created. Yes, things being destroyed is really sad, but at least there’s more good things to be created! But… that’s just what I believe. I don’t know as much as you, I know that, but I really think that even the littlest creations are stronger and more powerful than the most powerful destruction!"
She totally got that from a novel.
"But… I dunno. I’m sorry." The maid smiled a little, turning back to the book.
"It’s really nice! I—I mean, I still have more to read, of course, but it’s so pretty, and so nicely written! You—you did an amazing job! Thank you!"
Maybe the kid was smarter than she thought. Despite her childish appearance, wasn’t Chartette close to 30? Elluka had remembered seeing her ages ago as a young girl, when the witch visited her father for weapon repairs.
"…Maybe you’re right, Chartette. Maybe I just have a bad outlook on things. Well, regardless, keep reading. I need to check some things. And thanks." A small smile from the witch, who thus stood and walked off to a different side of the room.
Her aim, it seemed, was the recently acquired ziz tiama from Marlon, which now had a lovely tank.
"Alright, Elluka!" she grinned. She didn't need to be told twice to continue reading the beautiful book. Actually, the young woman was honored that the witch had given her such an amazing gift!
The story was very interesting. Sad at times, exciting at times, and full of perspectives she hadn't seen before.
However, she was soon distracted by the sorceress's actions.
"Hey, whatcha doin'?"
