❅ ･ﾟ; ICEMAIDEN.

Affiliated Felicia of Fire Emblem Dwarf Rank | Condo 464

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❅ ･ﾟ ; wickerly‌.

     It was such a simple thing, yet seeing the other so delighted at the mere prospect of trying these deserts, of having her company, ignited an undeniable warmth within Julia’s heart. She had known such warmth before: aiding her friends, answering the prayers of strangers- but this was special. She was still so new to this city, a complete other world from home, or even Fillory, and yet she made a connection far easier than she had when her life had spiraled out of control.

     Felicia. She even had a name now, but there was this strange formality about her that seemed habit… but all too formal for friends. Julia would see about helping Felicia feel more at ease in her company. But the first matter of business was dessert, and she’d be lying if she said she wasn’t craving a slice or two more.

     “It’s wonderful to meet you, Felicia. I’m Julia.” Even the warmth of Felicia’s smile… Julia felt so at home for being so far away. “It’s really no trouble at all. Are they any kinds of desserts you’d be most interested in?” They were fast approaching the spread of options, it would be wise to ask. 

          “Julia! Great, I’ll make sure to remember it.” Despite her clumsiness and general lack of organization, Felicia could do names. She was fascinated with people, and though a name may not be the most important part of a person, it did so much just to remember it. “It’s really great to meet you, too. This place might be daunting, but I’m glad to have found someone so kind and accommodating!” 

        In an attempt to stop herself from rambling on any longer, Felicia took another moment to observe her surroundings and take them in. As they walked closer, she noted that the options were almost exhaustive, and there were so many things she had never seen before, let alone tasted herself. Despite living among royalty as a maid, Felicia admittedly had little experience with such delicacies. For much of her life, Nohr did not have the luxury of indulging all too often, and Felicia cared far too much for the family she served, always putting their needs first. Being able to do this now was exciting. 

     “Well, I suppose I should say that I try to avoid anything with milk in it, as it doesn’t sit well with me... but if I’m being honest, sometimes I disregard that.” She trailed off with a whisper at the end as a child would, admitting that they had done something wrong. But looking at all of the desserts laid out before her... it was clear that she wasn’t going to care about the contents. “Oh, what about a slice of cake? I haven’t had something like that in a while... I know it’s simple, but I’m sure whatever we find will taste delicious!”

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NEWCOMER → DWARF

     “It’s been so long already... Hopefully I will start getting used to things sooner rather than later.”

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❅ ･ﾟ ;  enishichi‌.

  Familiar expression painted upon stranger’s visage, lips shut tightly preventing himself from letting out an unnecessary comment - even though the idea was always absent when it comes to a particular condition out of what he could control. The inability of leaving people behind has grown stronger day by day, especially to those who are newly plunged into this Radiale. A sense of unnecessary responsibilities, perhaps, derived at how confused he was in the beginning.

 ‘ you are not bothering at all, ‘ hasty but gentle his movement is not to come too brash towards the girl. ‘ first, you press this one to open up the application, and then this one… ‘ Slowly he shows her button per button, which to use which not, too much to swallow in one go, he knows, but he’s willing to repeat it over and over again until the girl understands. ‘ if there’s something you don’t understand, don’t hesitate to ask. I’ll explain no matter how many time it takes- ‘

     “Oh, I think that makes sense!” With little to no hesitation, the stranger pointed out each and every selection that Felicia needed to make in order to send her own messages within the so-called ‘application.’ What a strange new world this was; instantly sending letters to those around her, perhaps not even knowing who they were or how close they may be to her at any given time... It was uncomfortable, but so exciting to the maid. “This one, and then this one...” She went through some of the motions herself until she came to the keyboard, a collection of letters she would press in order to make up her own message. It was here that she found herself stumped.

     “Um, what I really want to ask... Well, I’ve seen others using these cute little faces in the letters they send inside of this thing. I-I was wondering... would you mind showing me how to get to those?”

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❅ ･ﾟ ; penancedhonor‌.

Angeal never got used to all the luxury the city life afforded him, preferring to do his own things at once. And besides, he’s not rich anymore and he’s not comfortable that a maid would do his own laundry when she has to worry about her own. besides he’s also worried about a plethora of many things like how many plates were broken. So much to replace, so little time. 

 “Its fine. This is just a precaution anyhow.”

 “Though if you could water my plants while I’m gone. .. That would be nice.” he looks to the sides where a few potted plants were settling in.  

     “Oh, the plants! You’re right. I’ll try my best to... to keep the plants alive.” Of course. That should be easy enough, right? It hadn’t been her strong suit in the past, but with practice came improvement, and Felicia was as determined as always to do just that. “As a warning, I’ve not had the best luck with plants in the past... but I’m definitely willing to try! J-Just let me know if it seems like I forgot, and I’ll get right to it!”

      “Um, but back to the laundry subject... I take it you don’t want me to do yours?” Clumsy as she was, washing clothing was something she could do, having had to clean up many of her own mistakes turned into messes. Though, she’d have to learn how to use one of those ‘machines’ provided at some point...

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❅ ･ﾟ ;  odettile‌.

isola open starter / depths part ii

    She could not fight. She knew that this was a trick, the woman she saw not truly Emmeryn, but still… she could not fight. For all Lady Emmeryn had given her, saved her from, Olivia could not be the reason she fell once more. It may not have been wise- in fact, it was just the opposite, but as the decayed, horrifying incarnation of Emmeryn swung at her, she merely leapt out of the way, swinging her blade only to stay the attack. Fast, think fast. She could not fight, but she could incapacitate before she ran. It may sink her stomach, but she had to run to safety. Spinning her blade back around, she slipped down and swung for the leg of her once-savior. The creature let out an agonized moan, collapsing to a crawl, but Olivia paid it little mind as she lunged into a sprint from her crouch.

    Her breath heaved, for while she was in shape, her lungs felt constricted, and air felt foreign. “Help. Please-” her words died, lungs burning as fear took over her. “Please, someone, I just want to get out of here!”

      Once the creature was struck by Olivia’s blade and struggling on the ground, Felicia did the only thing she thought to do as the fearful woman ran away from it: she used what she could muster of her ice powers to freeze the puddle in which the monster laid. It was not only water within the puddle, other more disturbing and disgusting substances lurking within, but there was just enough water for Felicia to immobilize the creature by freezing it around her. Accepting that she had done enough for now, Felicia rushed after Olivia, intent on making sure that she was alright. If not emotionally, then physically at least. “Olivia, it’s me, Felicia. Do you remember? Are you okay? W-we’re far enough away from it now, I think.”

     “W-who was that? Do you... did you know her?” The look in Olivia’s eyes had given Felicia her answer, but... all of this was so strange, so uncomfortable, and the maid was far too concerned for the dancer to leave it unsaid.

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icy twins!

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❅ ･ﾟ ;  odettile‌.

      When Olivia danced, she was a flower in bloom. There was grace in every muscle, down to the form of her fingers, the cant of her head, and as the crowd applauded her dance, she felt such vibrant energy shoot through her veins. Yet while thrill tingled under her skin, she was secretly grateful for a savior from all the attention, as this new woman asked her about her dancing. Olivia could not be quicker to wave and curtsy to her audience with grace and thanks, before leading the woman away to a more secluded area that they might sit, as if they were long time friends.

      Reaching up subconsciously to straighten out her headband, she chucked briefly, and then straightened out the fabric of her top, before at last offering her company a quaint smile.

     “Thank you for your kind words, my lady. My dancing is founded in classical and traditional dance back home, so perhaps it is another from my homeland whom you have seen dance?”

     Felicia followed the dancer dutifully as she maneuvered away from the crowd, taking a seat beside her where they came to rest. Classical and traditional dance from her homeland? Felicia could not say that she had ever seen something so elegant, and she had doubts that this woman was from a place that she knew of. Given the nature of Spirale, it was of course far more likely that Felicia had never heard of this woman’s home. “O-oh, you’re welcome. The real treat was being able to watch, so I’d have to thank you as well!”

    “May I ask where you’re from? I don’t believe I’ve seen anything quite like this in my home of Nohr, nor in any of the surrounding territories.” She did know great dancers, such as Azura although singing was her specialty, and Laslow, though she never worked up the courage to tell him that she had seen his dancing before. To be addressed as ‘my lady’ caught the maid off guard; she was usually the one making use of such terminology for those she served. “Oh, and please — you can call me Felicia!”

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❅ ･ﾟ ;  wickerly‌.

     Julia couldn’t help herself, a little giggle bubbled at her lips as she listened to the other woman who had approached her. Holding her plate up for further inspection, she spoke kind but amused.

     “It’s called apple crisp. It’s a delicious dessert staple made from apples, cinnamon, sugar, and oats. It’s rather simple to make, but you should try it yourself since they have some here.” Julia slid out of her seat, shrugging back her shoulders to better her posture before looking back at the woman. “I’ll show you where to get some, and maybe some other things worth trying- if you’d like. I wouldn’t mind the company.”

     “Wow, that sounds even better than I’d thought!” Apple crisp. It was a perfect name for something that looked so delicious: Felicia was certain that her mouth was watering while listening to the other describe the delicacy. She beamed at the other, absolutely excited to have the chance to try it herself. “It sounds similar to some desserts I’d tried to make back home, though... I wasn’t ever very successful.” 

     As the woman stood up, Felicia straightened her posture as she would in front of one of her lieges: it was habit at this point, but she was passionate about addressing people with respect. “O-oh! Before I forget, my name is Felicia. It’s wonderful to meet you!” She met the other’s eyes with as much confidence as possible, challenging herself to have a successful social interaction for once. So far, so good. “Thank you for letting me accompany you!”

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❅ ･ﾟ ; penancedhonor‌.

In all honesty Angeal is a great cook. Capable of creating new recipes mostly from left overs and making sure that certain puppies stayed fed during their time under him.

 “I’m just a bit familiar with cooking, I’m best with leftovers.” he says, humbly despite the fact that he had to be careful around the house now because there was a female in it. Honestly things would have been easier if everyone stayed in single gendered houses, but he’ll take the chance to establish house rules first. 

 “I believe we should establish the ground rules first. Like laundry.”

      “O-oh! Yes, I suppose that makes sense... I’ll admit I sort of assumed that we would all be mostly responsible for our own laundry, but could pick up slack if others were busy...” In all honesty, Felicia hadn’t considered that they should lay down ground rules. Though this was different than any other living arrangement she’d experienced before, she had hoped that everyone would follow standard unspoken rules about sharing space with others, but there was nothing wrong with discussing things a bit more formally. 

     “T-though, if you don’t want anyone else touching your laundry, that’s perfectly fair! I have just always done laundry for those that I serve, so I figured...” Perhaps after they discussed ground rules, they could move on to other conversation; all the maid truly wanted was to get closer to her roommates.

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     Luckily, the small device within Felicia’s hands hadn’t broken, despite it falling from her clumsy hands several times now. Perhaps it had been created specifically to withstand such trauma from people like herself who were unfamiliar with such a thing in their own world. Sitting on a bench outside of a small bistro, her fingers fumbled with the buttons on the screen as she navigated through various screens. It was no use: she decided to ask the nearest stranger who looked like they might know about it for help.

      “Ah, e-excuse me, I hope I’m not interrupting anything, but could I ask how much you know of these devices?” She held up the phone, offering an apologetic smile in case she was wasting the person’s valuable time. “I’ve been trying to figure out how to send a letter to someone, but it’s not going so well...”

❅ ･ﾟ ; @enishichi. (sc)

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     Fresh air. It was just what Felicia needed after the past few days she had spent worrying, a lingering sense of anxiety making its home in her mind since she had come to Spirale. Though she was adaptive, always looking for the positive in even the darkest of situations, she just couldn’t shake this feeling. Perhaps, then, a brisk midnight walk would ease her troubles?

     She wasn’t sure how to feel when she caught a familiar flash of white hair out of the corner of her eye while walking among the cherry blossoms in Cotes: Zero. Someone that she had not been so close to, but had fought beside nonetheless. Coming across someone she knew was welcome; she could only hope that he felt similarly. Taking each step carefully so as not to trip, Felicia approached him slowly. 

     “...Zero? It’s really you, isn’t it?”

      “I-I can’t believe I’ve found someone I know! I mean, I’ve only been here for a few days, but there are so many people, I never expected to see a familiar face so soon! Um, I guess it makes sense, if they took me, they could take anyone else from my world but ah... Sorry — it's nice to see you!”

❅ ･ﾟ ; @latrocinari (sc)

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       Overwhelmed. It was a simple yet accurate word to describe the maid’s main emotion when she entered the quaint shop looking for new reading material and was greeted instead by something new altogether. The clerk had described it as a television monitor, and it displayed something called a film. It was as if reality itself was replicated on this surface, and if Felicia were a modern woman, the best way to describe what she was feeling in the pit of her stomach would be ‘uncanny valley.’ Not real, but real enough to cause extreme discomfort. 

     And yet she stood there, transfixed, until a man she hadn’t met before walked from the next aisle of the store into her own, snapping her out of this strange trance. Coming back to reality and smoothing her skirt, Felicia stood up straight and attempted to excuse what probably looked like strange behavior. “Um... Haha, don’t mind me! I’m just so interested in this... this...” What was it called again? “T-television?”

❅ ･ﾟ ; @egoirce. (sc)

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      “S-so... You too, then.” She uttered the words before thinking through them, realizing only moments later that the stranger in question could most certainly hear them leave her lips. Her sword was wooden, just like the daggers Felicia had been given when first arriving. However, it quickly became clear that not everyone had such flimsy and useless weapons, leaving Felicia wondering exactly how she might go about replacing these daggers with something more useful. And the fact that her ice powers were nowhere near their usual potency... it was certainly cause for anxiety.

      “Ah, I’m sorry! I-I didn’t mean to stare. I just noticed that your sword... it’s wooden like my daggers. They do this to everyone once they arrive, don’t they?”

❅ ･ﾟ ; @fuumikomi. (sc)

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     “Um, good morning!” Unfamiliarity always made Felicia a little nervous — despite this, a little voice in her head urged her on, and she worked up the courage to speak to the roommate who was seated at the dining room table. Hands clasped neatly in front of her, she offered her proposal. 

     “I was thinking... we’ll be living here together, so I thought it would be nice to get to know one another better. H-how familiar are you with cooking? I’ve found a few new recipes on boxes in the store, so perhaps we could attempt one together? I-it’s okay if you’re not interested, though! I’ll be making them regardless, so at the very least you can have a taste!” He was intimidating enough, and now here she was rambling. She could only hope that she didn’t embarrass herself too thoroughly. 

❅ ･ﾟ ; @penancedhonor. (sc)

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     “O-oh... that headband.” While the masses had been entranced by the bonfire-side song and dance, Felicia had been more focused on the headband that adorned the woman’s rosy curls. If she hadn’t been so fixated on the woman’s attire, she would have noticed that her dancing was just as familiar; though Felicia couldn’t quite place why. The cloth and jewelry that decorated her form weren’t quite Nohrian, no, but somehow familiar nonetheless. She had seen such grace before. And why was that?

     The dancer was surrounded by people, citizens who had been converted into devoted fans after experiencing just one performance. Maneuvering between bodies, nudging her way through the crowd, Felicia was compelled to ask the dancer, though she approached her anxiously. “Ah, your dancing... Well, I’m sure people tell you all the time, it was very beautiful, but would it be alright for me to ask of your origins? I don’t mean to interrupt you, but it was so familiar. I-I feel as though I’ve seen something like it before, though I can’t place why...”

❅ ･ﾟ ; @odettile.

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     “Oh my, there are so many dishes here to enjoy! I wonder if I can get some cooking inspiration? I do need more practice.” When it came to finding something to eat, Felicia wasn’t sure where to start. The banquet was abundant with choices, many of which she’d never seen before. The possibilities were endless, and during a celebration of life and death, good and bad, she was eager to participate and get her fill.

     And though festivities were daunting to Felicia, ever nervous and awkward around strangers, she was determined to challenge herself today. Approaching the nearest person she found, she mustered up just enough courage to ask her question: “E-excuse me, what is that you’re eating? It looks simply delicious!”

❅ ･ﾟ ; @wickerly.

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while i’m at it, here’s a starter call for felicia here! no cap, length will vary, just making a note that i won’t get to them until after this weekend!