❛ ▌┊𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 : clive ( @firit ) .
𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄. Some have been pulled and opened to various pages as she jots notes down in another, others were stacked in different heights around her. All of them, however, had either been provided by Harpocrates or found during her travels and brought to the Hideaway. Corinne doesn't even realise Clive has entered the room until he's right in front of the desk.
She lets out a frustrated groan and leans back. ❝ That Mid is a one-woman force of nature. She's going to drive me mad with all of her requests! So far I haven't found anything useful that might help her build an airship. An airship, Clive! Can you believe that? ❞
Corinne rakes a hand through her hair. The very idea of a ship flying feels like such a fantasy. Something only one could dream of; but that was Mid for you — she made it her personal mission to make dreams into reality. Particularly if they were in any relation to Cid.
❝ I'm... sorry. I should not take my frustration out on you. Did you need me for something? ❞ There's a pleading in her eyes, clearly hoping he has something for her to do other than drive herself crazy poring over books.








