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Battle intro: You can dance, but can you throw a punch?

— BATTLE START!! —

Victory: Nope. Here's a tip: put your whole body into your swings. They're stronger that way.

Defeat: Not bad. You broke my rib. I'm gonna lie down for a bit.

Assist: I got your back.

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this is not the princess diaries.

Yet another day in the interesting life of Yosafire. What is she doing today, you ask? Well, after discovering the deaths of two people upon arrival, she took to her room immediately to think about what she could do to help. She thought about it for hours on end and by the time she finally had an idea, it was the next day. Well, better to start late than never. So, out she goes and off to the park she heads, an apple obtained from going to the kitchen. She was afraid of the body that was there, sure. But her hunger spoke louder than her fear in this case. Whatever, she's pretty bothered by it...seeing a dead body that is, but no matter. Time to cheer someone up.

After a few hours, she gives up and sits on the park bench. Nobody seemed to want to talk to her about what happened or let her be there for them in case they needed comfort. Some people just don't appreciate the company of a demon who really wants to help them and rightuflly so of course. Still, it has detered her quite a bit. Perhaps going up to random people and shouting lines out a book she read back home wasn't the way to go. She'd been shouted at, kicked at and punched all day because of her actions. "People need to learn some manners..." she says before taking a bite out of the apple she held in her hands. What could she do now? Couldn't go back to her cottage to face her room mate looking all glum like this. Guess she'll just sit here on the bench for awhile by herself. Or so she thought because as soon as she breathed a sigh of defeat, she felt someone plop down next to her.

She glances over, seeing that they had their head in their hands. Everybody must be having a bit of a rough day, but she doesn't want to get yelled at again. She debates for a quick moment on saying something before she finally decides to. She only hopes that it won't end in failure.

"Hey," A casual greeting. "having a bad day?" Of course they are. "...Me too! But it'll be all right in the end, ya know?"

#draconemregina #lenna 01

Our muses went to eat out- where?

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"… Are you hungry?" vocables call out to the figure nearby her window as the rather appealing scent of pastries makes its way out of the house, spreading on the winds. Lenna had fortunately received a fair amount of cooking lessons from a tutor in her younger years, where he taught her all about cooking fine, full course meals and pastries.

Today, however, she had decided on trying to make an apple pie. She had always loved its sweetness and how filling it always had been, plus she knows that it typically takes a lot of time to make, which makes it an excellent way to kill some free time. Setting the pie down to cool near the window now, she smiles once more as she peers out the window again, looking for the figure from before.

"It just needs time to cool down, but…"

She wondered though the streets, exploring the town of Benu. There were a bunch of shops to see and places to explore, Mary has yet to see much of the actual town for she spent most of her time cooped up in her own home. While walking in the streets the sweet smell of fresh apple pie drifted through the air. She heard a voice call out to her as the young girl walked near the window which held the reason for the wonderful smell.

"Are you hungry?" Mary liked apple pies, the ones her leader made for their gang have always been warm and delicious. She walked a bit closer to the window. The question 'are you hungry' was an invalid question, for the young medusa didn't need food to survive, but eating sweets every now and then did bring a smile to her face.

"It just needs time to cool down, but…" The voice said again. The pie was set down near the window to have the warm breeze cool it down as Mary moved closer yet again, placing a hand on the window sill.