"A mage, you say…" Tsuru had met plenty of mages during her time here, and it always intrigued her to learn about what exactly they specialized in. Magic came in all forms, after all, and could be used differently depending on the person. Tsuru sets down her tea cup as she eyes Chiemi from across her patio table. Macaroons are set carefully on a silver platter between either of them, along with a tea kettle still simmering hot off of the stove as she mulls over what exactly the word mage could mean to the other woman. "I'd be interested to know your definition of the term." She sits back in her chair, arms crossed with a smile.
"Your choice of attire intrigues as well, more modern than most that I've seen. Does magic survive that far into the ages? How heartening."
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