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“Oh!” Agnès let out an exclamation, her body colliding with someone else’s in the middle of the library halls.

“Pardon me--I didn’t know where I was looking, and--” Agnes’ skin was flush with embarassment, looking down not only to save face but to see what had been dropped, and if she could pick it up. She was a religious leader and yet here she was, bumping into people like the wayward vestal she used to be... “You’re not hurt, are you?”

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The woman looked impressive, dangerous, and if Rayla had any intention of not meeting the business end of her lance, wooden or not, she needed to play human to the best of her abilities, but maybe she could get a gauge as to how similar humans here were to the ones back home. With hood up to hide her elvish features, she approached the woman.

❝ Ah take it they downgraded yer weapon too. ❞ The young elf brandished her own swords. ❝ Took mine as well ❞

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“Flower fortunes, huh?”

It wasn’t such a strange concept to Jacob - it reminded him of that one game where you’d pick the petals off of a daisy and the last petal pulled would determine if someone loved you or not. The French started that business, and after meeting with some of the children from the French Brotherhood, Evie had started to do fortunes like that. Of course, she grew out of it after becoming a no-fun, workaholic but that was neither here nor there. It seemed like the young woman here was offering some for free, as some kind of celebration for the city being repaired.

“Exactly what kind of fortunes are you giving out, love?”

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The Book store's state really did make Yuri sad, as did the state of the few books peaking through the rubble. Most places with books she's seen suffered a similar fate, damaged. Heaving a sigh, she knelt to exhume one hard-covered novel, dusting it with a hand, stopping only at hearing another nearby.

“I don't think any of these are salvageable...” She reports quietly, assuming that was why the woman was here.

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"Happy birthday, Lucina!" Though the young woman might not have been Sumia's daughter by birth, she still considered her one, and was elated that they'd grown closer over the years. She handed the other woman a little box with a necklace nestled inside: a tiny flower charm sat at the end of the chain with a blue gem held in its setting. "I hope you like it! You're going to have a wonderful year, I'm sure of it!"

“Oh, Sumia... You didn’t have to gift me anything. A happy birthday would have been enough for me.”

Still, getting a gift was nice, but Lucina kept that thought to herself. She didn’t want to appear childish or greedy for being happy over receiving something from someone she considered her mother.

Gently, the princess opened the little box, eyes sparkling at the gift before her. It was such a lovely necklace, probably too lovely for someone like Lucina - in her own eyes, anyway.