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A red sky hung overhead. The evening was young in the Shepherds’ camp— most had just retired to their quarters, their beds, after having experienced a day full of travel and battle.
At the moment, Libra was sitting at his cot and tending to his bruised and battered knees, reddened and worn from kneeling day in and day out. Their use showed; Libra’s eyes stung as he applied a mild antiseptic with a measured breath, fingers working nimbly around the wounds. He might not have registered the other’s entrance at all if not for the shuffle of feet behind him— after all, the initial rustling of the tent’s entrance had been imperceptible.
The rawness of his knees tingled as he made to turn around from his seated position to the source of the noise.
"Is there something you need?" Libra’s response was stunted but polite, his mind clearly still focused on the unpleasant stinging of the medicine.
"Ah, Libra, I was hoping to find you here." Virion smirked as he was right to the whereabouts of his acquaintance. His expression radiated confidence even though it had taken him a little under an hour to find the monk's quarters. Half of that time being unable to leave Tharja's tent as she threatened him repeated after he had walked in on her dressing. Thankfully he had not done that to anyone else.
Though he had knocked, it was curious that Libra had not heard him announce his presence at all. He was about to continue but caught the reddish tinge of his knees and wavered from his original intention.
"My good man, what has happened to your knees?" The look of concern replaced his smile. "Has something happened that we should be aware of?" He asked this simply because he didn't remember Libra being harmed in the last battle that the Shepherd's had fought in.
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Calling of the Trade [ Atterria | Virion ]
Atterria laughed a little nervously, “right… proficient in all magic… yes… sounds about right.” She shifted a little uncomfortably, scratching her temple. “I suppose your suggestion isn’t too much of an extreme, it does sound reasonable.” The tactician shoved her hands into her pocket, holding her tome in between her hip and arm. “Truth be told, I did have half a mind to ask Frederick if we could resume my training with a lance but—”
For a brief second, the color drained from her face as she recalled some of the few training session between the Frederick and her, needless to say, it hadn’t been the most enjoyable experience. In fact, it had been quite a painful, with a heavy sigh, she looked back up at him. “Perhaps archery would be more beneficial than a lance for the time being.” There was the tiniest ghost of a smile on her lips, “I take it… you are also offering to aid me? Or am I mistaken?”
Virion's brow furrowed slightly as her face paled and she looked pained. "Are you alright, milady? You needn't learn to if you wish not to. Though I will promise that it is not nearly as harsh on the body as learning how to wield a lance. After all, I would teach you." He straightened up, recounting the times that he had taught others' how to shoot like him, but the last time.... That time didn't go so well. His smile slightly faltered before he looked back at her.
"I am positive you have the natural ability like mine. It will be an enjoyable afternoon training. As you know there are not many archers here, and I would very much like some company every now and then." A hand was extended as an invitation for Atterria.
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Hair [ Atterria | Virion ]
"Change something?" she repeated the question, blinking a few times in confusion. This hadn’t been part of the plan, "…. well… I suppose you are right… it is only fair…"
Atterria rubbed the back of her head, trying to think of something she could alter. Unfortunately, nothing was coming to mind at the moment, oddly enough she was drawing blanks for once in her life. There wasn’t much she could do with her own hair, and she had already altered the colors on her coat.
"Did you have something in mind?" she asked curiously, "truth be told, I cannot think of anything that can be changed."
"Hm, perhaps... Perhaps you can learn how to use a weapon?" He gestured to the tome in her hand, "Only knowing how to use magic and a sword must be a bit dull at points. You are no doubt beyond proficient in respect to those, but would it not be more interesting and beneficial to learn just one more?
Perhaps I can teach you to shoot a bow and arrow?" It was a big difference from a simple hair change, but Virion wasn't really suggesting the idea for experience. It was more of an excuse for him to show off even more, and to impress a lovely lady.
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For every ✫ in my inbox, muse will tell one fact about the mun.
"Three facts about the dear mun. It would be more of a truth coming from her mouth, no? Either way, I will say a few. For one, she seems to not have any passion for love unlike myself. She has never had any true interest in love even as much as I’ve tried urging her on.
Another ability she has is that she can speak three languages. English, quite obviously, Françias, le langue d’amour, and Quenya, which, in actuality is not a language that people speak often as it is a fictional language.
Other than her desire to roleplay with others, she is sometimes willing to dress up as a few characters, cosplay is what she says it is. For example, she has cosplayed our dear healer, Lissa.”
Hair [ Atterria | Virion ]
There was no containing the laughter that escaped her lips, it was not a mocking laugh but one of pure amusement. Regardless, the tactician did her best to contain it and compose herself.
"My apologies," she wiped a tear, "I did not mean to have an outburst. Its just that—" there was a small giggle that still made its way. "Yes, I agree with you… perhaps the alteration would prove to be most beneficial. Regarding ability I have no doubt, but perhaps it would serve an aesthetic purpose too, since it is such a concern to you."
There was a tint of pink on her cheeks, “not that it should any of your concern. I’m sure you’ll well aware that regardless of how you alter your appearance, you are more than capable of… er… ‘pulling it off.’”
He always did love that laugh of hers, but when it came to his hair, he would rather not be laughed at. It was a similar situation with his silky cravat, no matter, he could stand it.
"I am glad you think the same." His lips spread into a sincere smile. "That is all too true, my dear. Now then , since I am changing something special of mine, perhaps you should do the same. I's only fair, no?" Virion shifted around in mock thought for what the suggestion might be. He left the sound of silence open for her thoughts on the idea.
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"IS IT TRUE THAT…" you're afraid of spiders?
"Afraid of a small, harmless creature? Why of course it isn’t true, mon ami. I do not flinch at the sight of such a harmless arachnid. Though I will say they are most bothersome in the winter when they insist on moving into my private living quarters for warmth and refuge. The last time that that event occurred, one thought it a good idea to spin his little web across my bow as I slept. They are more of an annoyance than a fear for me."
Hair [ Atterria | Virion ]
“Understandable,” she assured. “Then perhaps you should consider the restraining option instead, if only during battles and training. Otherwise, I see no problem with it what’s so ever,” she offered a reassuring smile. “Or you could choose to deny it as well; it’s really not my decision or place to force you to change anything about your appearance. If you are confident that you are fully capable of maintaining it with little to no trouble, then I shall place my trust in you to do so.”
The tactician shoved her hands into her pocket, “you know of the risks and of my concerns… I shall leave the final decision up to you.”
The archer ran a lock through his fingers, inspecting its properties. "Perhaps...perhaps you are right. Tying it back may be the best choice. Who's to say I can't look just as beautiful?" Virion offered a small smile. "Your idea may prove to be better looking than I would have first thought, not to mention the benefits. As I am already an astonishing archer, this change may leave me adroitly superior in skill, non?"
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((bc im cute i dont have to be concerned everyone does it for me
umm. reV UP THOSE PEACHES))
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alright lets do the thing ye))
((it doesn’t matter how many months she’s been gone. i can always detect ashlea in the air))
((no you can’t that’s an impossible thing don’t you know that))
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((that is creepy like really creepy how))
((lol whatever (tosses hair) (it’s too short for me to do that) we should rp B)))) ))
((i am concerned why are you not concerned????
hell yea we should!! but how would these two even))