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[center][h2][color=8dc73f]Fran[/color][/h2][/center]

[center][h3]On The Road[/h3][/center]

Fran had taken to walking alongside the caravan as well, opting to take in the scenery over sitting in one of the wagons. Back in her world she hailed from, she never really had time to take in and appreciate her surroundings, far too concerned with chasing after her creator...her father so that he may create her male counterpart to complete her. Here, however, she truly slowed down to see greenery of the forests, the rolling hills, the clear blue sky. The serene and peaceful landscape that stretched out before her was something one would stop and just...bask in the atmosphere. Fran definitely wouldn't mind picking flowers that were surely blooming around here.

Remilia then suggested that the group should head straight for the head of the ruling party in the capital, Mokou concurring yet Anne warning that they might not be able to gain an audience so quickly and directly, opting to convince them by giving out information about the Herald attack on Aventon.

[color=8dc73f]"Mmmmmmm..."[/color], mumbled Fran out loud, expressing her doubts. While Anne's plan was competently sound, the berserker's gut told her that things wouldn't go that smoothly.