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@rathalascendant - mari and ciela
PARAGON. "Hey, kiddo!" Ciela gives Mari a casual wave, smiling brightly at her. "Heard you were trainin' hard. Ya better be takin' breaks every now an' then. ya hear?"
She looks... more exhausted than usual. Something must be weighing on her mind.
[shared verse]
his plum red eyes catch familiar red from across the sands and dust storms of the forbidden lands, and from atop his trusty pink rathian, he raises a hand to wave curiously. ( is it really you, after all this time? )
PARAGON. From times long past, the memory of a melody drifts up to the forefront of Ciela's mind. Whistling as they drag a stubborn Arzuros away from camp, the seemingly endless mountains of the Pondry landscape. The world stretching out before them.
"Kyora!"
Without a second thought, she redirects her Seikret, barreling toward the Rathian at full speed. Gemma calls after her in concern and distress, but she pays her no mind, pulling the reins back a short distance away and hopping off the bird's back with the practiced ease of a true Rider.
"Kyora! I saw yer name on the registry, but when ya weren't on th' ship, I..."
She trails off, staring up at him.
She's cut her bangs. Her eye's on full display.
"You want me to come?" The question hinges on her breath. Twenty-one years-old, and her eventual responsibilities feel scarily closer. Four years spent patrolling every inch of Hakolo Island had left the Champion of Mahana incredibly restless and eager for an adventure. Yet . . . she feels as though she is cutting it close . . . "I've got responsibilities in Mahana, though. Would I even be allowed? The Forbidden Lands sound so far away . . ."
PARAGON. "I talked to Chief Gaara 'bout it. He seemed... reluctant, but he can tell ya need some room to stretch yer wings." She's frowning thoughtfully, brow furrowed, hand to her chin. "He said if yer willin', you can tag along fer the trip-- but if we get a missive draggin' ya back, you gotta go soon as ya can."
She grins, giving Mari an affectionate shoulder thump. "Wouldn't want one a' my favorite huntin' helpers to go without me, heheh!" It's a subtle supporting gesture, a reminder that no matter what, she can turn to Ci when she feels lost.
🕯️ for ciela :]
PARAGON. "Mari's come so far since I've known her-- I'm endlessly proud of her. I'd call her my li'l sister if she wanted... haven't asked yet though, heh."
I'm gonna be heading off to the Forbidden Lands soon. I dunno if they want her along... I'd take her if I could.
>> a bark worse than their bite.
@zinnyplated - kyle and ciela
"Hey, look what th' cat dragged in." She'd been chatting with Lilia in the Scrivener's Lodge, looking for information on the potential Elder Dragon sightings in Loloska, when the blonde Hunter boy had walked into the office.
"Yer Kyle, right?" An easy, toothy grin worms its way onto her face. "Newest Hunter-Rider ambassador?"
She wouldn't be surprised if he hadn't heard of her-- despite that also being in her job description, she's much less well-known outside of her home continent. Rozaria is pretty insular, after all. Reverto and Lilia traveling here was a big deal, and Navirou was a stowaway...
She sticks out her hand to shake. "Nice t' meetcha. Ciela Fairburn."
