“ can you... teach me... ” A pause.
“ h—how to dance ... please...? ”
she asked softly once none of their fellow allies
were near. she avoided meeting eye contact,
instead concentrating more on the bow she was
restringing then his gaze...
“ uh—— never mind... i mean...
i would just fall down anyways. ”
“ ... you look so tired, lord aito... no... you
look so sad... lady hinoka would be upset
as well to see you in such a state... what is
on your mind? . . . what has you so
ENSNARED...? ”
“ Kana... I don’t think your mother would be to
happy... seeing you so far out here . . . The
forest isn’t all to... Well— Safe... You could
get caught in a trap. ”
ooc : ( Forgive my absence... School has been my main focus currently. As well as with trying to fix the coding issue with my theme and working on my OC right now. All i can really say is that until the may I’ll me limited. Once again, I’m sorry... )
from her position, she cannot tell
what the other person is doing, but
she can tell that it seems a little…
suspicious? flora honestly does
not know if this person needs help
or if they are doing their own thing.
she struggled with the bindings of the trap. the
conibear had clamped around her ankle and
began to sear pain through out her calf. worse,
it’s hold made it difficult to fully concentrate. she
can’t wait this time for her mistress. no, the pain
was to much for her to wait——— she heard a
voice... rescue?
“ h... help... trapped. ”
Corrin had cut the other down, but she hadn’t been quick enough to catch the other and stop her from hitting the ground. She sheathed her sword before offering the other her hand to help her back up.
“You’re welcome. I only wish I had thought before cutting you down so I might have caught you,”
“ yeah... maybe... but i’d rather fall...
then be hanging... ”
... she, er, realized to late that she should have
worded that claim differently. the archer thought
it over as she took the others hand. accepting
the aid as she lifted herself off the ground.
“ ... how’d you find me? ”
“What I do with my time is none of your business. But if you must know, I am tracking a bear for dinner. Lady Kamui wanted to try bear meat and so I volunteered to hunt it.”
“ ooooo... hunting...? hunting is fun... can I
join you...? pleeeasse, jakob. ” a smile formed
amongst her features in a near childish excitement.
she grumbled in response, noticing the other shivering && suddenly
feeling a twinge of sympathy for the archer. However it was soon replaced
by concern.
❝ Are you okay? ❞
that defiantly was not a compliment. “ oh—— ”
was it truly that bad? she looked down at herself,
self consciously for once. err she could only
agree—— her appeal looked worse of wear. she
hadn’t thought much about it till now...
“ i’ll... i’ll be fine... just kinda chilly—— ”
she stared down into the hole ( how in the hell does someone not see such a GIANT hole while walking ? ) and brows furrowed with both annoyance and confusion. camilla could recognize her as one of hinoka’s friends ( leave it up to the hoshidans to have such weird peers ) and she’s tempted to just leave her. but then again, she was a responsible adult, and arms crossed as she looked around for something to pull her up with.
“ does this usually happen ? ” she asked, noticing how eerily calm the other was. “ i don’t understand how you wouldn’t see this hole… but you aren’t hurt are you, darling ? ”
Her clumsiness was a never ending bane it seems.
Yet that could also be said for her continuous
daydreaming or absentmindedness. For look where
she lay now— The bottom of yet another pit. She
tempted with the thought of calling Hinoka... If she
had the motivation to... But the sound of a voice
broke her spacing, head leaning up to meet the stare
of the stranger above. Could they be possible help?
“ Hmm...? Oh... Yeah... It kinda happens, a lot. ”
Arms crossed over her chest as a hollow sigh escaped
from her. Her back resting easily against the apertures
walls. “ And it kinda just happens? ... I’m fine
though— Just bored, being trapped is no fun— ”
I gave my hand to thy cause,
in hope that you’ll strike true...
Seems though, I thought right.
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Her NAME —— Setsuna
Her GENDER —— Feminine
Her SPECIES —— Mermaid
If asked, she’d say her childhood was something along the lines of BLEAK.
If ever questioned ( as to how that’s possible within the noble family she was raised in ) she’d respond with a simple shrug. For she never truly looked back on it, yet again, There wasn’t anything to look back on. So, why try? It’d be useless.
In truth, the life she once called “her past” was nothing short of sheltered. All she could ever want or crave, had been within her every reach. It could be said she was LOVED, but she threw that life away the day she joined HER side. SHE was the archer’s new muse. HINOKA, oh, hinoka... How she inspired SETSUNA so. The day a hunt went so UTTERLY wrong.
The game was plentiful, her aim near perfect every shot, and the seas calmer then usual. Setsuna took her chances, swimming farther and farther out into the waters. But the hunter would soon become the hunted, as she became entangled within nets used only by those deemed poachers... How she escaped, she herself unsure. But regret slowly filled her veins, the net mentioned prior clinging and disabling her every movement. The seas were calmer then usual... She’s pushed the event from her mind since that day, SHE HATES IT. But CHERISHES it at the same time... For, from the MEMORY the archer fears to tell, lady Hinoka had saved her. Cut her from her binds. Gave her FREEDOM once again...
The bottom dweller remembered she smiled the first time she met the royal. They had talked, if she was correct... Setsuna could never grasp as to why her skill with a bow left the Princess impressed ( or so she’s been told ). Or what lead to the request of becoming a near STRANGERS retainer.
But, trust is a lovely thing. Especially when RAISED to see Hoshidan’s as friends of sorts...
... Even if it does mean that your family constantly pleads for to you return and stay out of Human conflicts “You’ll hurt yourself!” they’d cried... And you seem to always get snared in traps more often then usual... Also it looked as if you either impressed or depressed those around you... As well as so so much more...
But, she’d do it all for her. She who changed her life so much... Gave her MEANING.