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Emiri peered at the Zaghnals, withdrawing her own sword. It seemed they were just on the border of both plains. They seemed to be enjoying the rain somewhat, though said enjoyment was pushed aside as they seemed to challenge the group to battle. The rain would not help her accuracy; she made sure to grip her sword tightly, lest it slip out of her hands. Nadeline mimicked the group as she too brought out her rapier, though she wasn't as inclined to fight in the rain as the rest. Still, they had little choice: the beasts made no sign of moving, and if that was heir ticket out of this god forsaken rain, then so be it!

"Your enthusiasm shows no bounds." Emiri commented to Jaakuna.

"Ladies first, then." Nadeline smiled, whipping her sword to the side.

The two went in for the first attack, and both groups broke off. They seemed much larger as they got closer, though that didn't intimidate either of the girls. Emiri whipped her cloak back, freeing her body for movement, and swung a horizontal slash at one Zaghnal. The werewolf-type monster growled at her, though Nadeline attacked it, too. Its attention was torn between them as each let out their attack, going about it one at a time, and before long it was covered in several wounds and scratches. It let out a mighty roar, swinging its claws at Emiri, who easily sidestepped and countered: the monster's head rolled off its body after her strike.
So it would be like one huge slumber party? Everyone sleeping in the same room? Is that allowed? What if someone sleeps just in their underwear? Would they have to wear pajamas? I hope they cover up.

Aurelia hummed to herself as they were dismissed, and she watched the crowd disperse. Ozpin's speech was just as she expected, and left some food for thought, too. She wished they would get on with learning, but it seemed that would have to wait. Once in the clear, she began heading to the ballroom. Not like she had anything better to do, really, though she felt a pang of loneliness as she watched others converse with one another. She really hoped she could overcome her anxiety, but as her two previous encounters showed, she was nowhere near ready to even try. Either she would have a panic attack or run away, and neither of those two outcomes seemed to help her situation. Well, at the very least she could say she knew two people. One who she was afraid of and the other was afraid of her. She let out a small sigh, dragging her feet slightly. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all.
Sorry, just got back from a long trip over the weekend. Expect something soon.
Nadeline felt all the pride had washed away in the river. She was just so glad to be out of the water she ended up staying on top of Wesley, just trying to catch her breath. After a moment, however, she finally noticed their position, and she sat up slowly. "So much for dinner." She noted, though she did get up and let out a whine of complaint. Great, at least before she wasn't completely wet, now she was soaked to the bone. Her clothes and hair stuck to her skin, and she quickly wrapped her cloak about her, turning some shade of fuchsia; her shirt had been white. "Please tell me we are almost of of the rain." She begged Emiri.

The brunette had bitten her lip to avoid laughing at Nadeline's state. "It is very un-princess like, but perhaps she enjoys it?" Emiri offered to Jaakuna. "She is rather talented at these situations." Once she heard Nadeline's question, however, Emiri looked around and held her hand out. "The rain seems to be letting up slightly. Ozmone Plain shouldn't be too far now--so long as we don't go getting swept into rivers, the rest of the trek should be smooth sailings." She told her, though afterwards she turned to Jaakuna. "Of course, I suppose by that time the two will be ready to lay in bed together." She told him quietly, constricting her giggles.
Emiri watched Wesley climb the tree rather nervously. She kept an eye on its roots, lest the tree get uprooted and he fall in, too. Or the branch could break. Or he slipped off. Or he wouldn't be able to pull Nadeline up and end up getting dragged in as well. Now she mildly regretted brushing off Nadeline's concerns, and got as close to the edge of land as possible. Should Wesley fall, she would (hopefully) be able to grab him and (hopefully) drag him to the bank. She watched Nadeline come through, taking note that her blonde head kept bobbing up and down as the river carried her along. It looked like she did know how to swim. That or the river kept tossing her around like a rag doll. Either way she was somehow managing to keep her head above the water. Hopefully she was still conscious.

Meanwhile Nadeline struggled, cursing her luck as she tried to keep her head above the water. Sometimes she could touch the rivers floor, other times she found herself sinking and unable to get back up. She could swear there were monsters just swimming past her like it was nothing, and once again cursed the water and sky for raining. She thought she spotted the trio chasing after her, but as she was dragged down into the water again, she wasn't quite sure. This way and that she was tossed and turned, and if she wasn't already swallowing enough water to provide a pond, she was certain she would have probably thrown up. As her head broke the water's surface once more, she saw Wesley reaching out for her. She reached out for his hand, clasping it before her hand slipped off his. She panicked, and with her other arm managed to get a better grip, clasping his hand with both of hers.

"Whatever happens, don't let go!" She heard Emiri yell out to her.

"Oh no, I was quite enjoying drowning and practically dying!" She yelled back rather sarcastically.

It was at this point Emiri turned to Jaakuna, trying very hard not to laugh, but ended up losing it. "The irony is too much, let's make sure Wesley doesn't fall in, too." She said between laughs.
On nearly any other circumstance, Nadeline would be glad to take up Wesley's offer. However, water always seemed to be a weakness of hers. It was just terrifying not being able to see the bottom. She supposed that was why she loathed going anywhere by boat: the sea was a nightmare. Nonetheless, the group was going to cross the bridge whether she liked it or not, so she merely bit her lip and watched everyone begin to cross. She mimicked their slow and careful movements, though she swore the bridge was getting lower every time she so much as stepped forward. She put it off as her being too frantic and closely followed behind Wesley.

The rain made it difficult to grasp the rope railings properly. Emiri managed not to slip, but she knew it was only a manner of time before that luck ran out. The river underneath them seemed to pick up its pace, the extra water encouraging the river to flow much faster and stronger then usual. Its waters splashed against the group's legs, threatening to yank them under. Still, despite the weather and river, Emiri though the crossing was actually going relatively well. She was nearly toppled off her feet a few times due to the river's current, but it was nothing that caution couldn't handle. A yelp from the back told her that Nadeline had already fallen. Emiri looked back to see the girl on her bum, holding out her arms as she looked like a cat who had gotten wet.

She couldn't help but laugh. "It's just water, Naddie. Now get up before the river carries you away." Emiri joked.

A sudden snap brought the group's attention to the bridge behind them. One of the rope's railings had finally given way to years of pulling and tearing. Before she could act, the entire bridge turned wobbly, the river now being able to freely push and pull at them. She frantically clung onto the other rope railing, steadying herself as the planks beneath her started to give way. As she turned back to warn the group, the river decided now was the perfect chance to splash a wave onto them. The wave reached to about her chest, nearly throwing her off (and probably would have if she hadn't clung so tightly to the railing) and she was soaked to the bone.

A familiar color of yellow went beneath her, and she watched as Nadeline surfaced, her arms flailing uselessly in the water, clearly unable to fight the current. "I KNEW THIS WAS GOING TO HAPPEN!" She screamed as she was carried off. "WHY ME?!"

Emiri would have laughed at the irony (Nadeline WAS right after all) but she wasn't sure if Nadeline actually knew how to swim. Either way she scrambled to get off the bridge, only to slip at the last plank in her haste. She probably would have fallen into the river, too, if she hadn't grabbed the rope railing at the last second.
The Rains were, as properly named, a season during which the Giza Plains would be drenched in various thunderstorms. More often then not, the rain made the usual Gizan monsters shy away, but often invited much stronger ones to roam about during this time. As such, the usual village residing in the Crystal Glade region of the plains often fled to Rabanastre during this time, and would await until the Dry season's return to go back. The land would shift as well; previously accessible areas would become flooded, blocking and creating new paths.

As the group trekked through the area, their reactions were each different, so to speak. Lightning loomed from a distance, threatening greater showers lest they hurry through. Of course, hurrying through rain wasn't an easy task. The ground often shifted under them, muddiness clinging to their boots and shoes and haste would risk one losing their steps. They also had the monsters to avoid. Some were peaceful, but others were much more bloodthirsty and wished to feed on the travelers. It was a sticky, cooled rain at this time. The normally temperate air became somewhat cool to the touch, the high percentage of humidity causing some anguish to those with much to wear. And yet the rain offered a release from said heat, so to speak.

Unless you were a certain blonde princess.

Nadeline felt her boots sink into the land, struggling slightly to keep up. In actuality, she could probably walk fine, but her refusal to get her precious boots dirty left Emiri wondering how in the world did the blonde travel so much. A squeal was always accompanied whenever the rain would decide to come down harder, and often she had voiced her complaints to Emiri, who simply offered short responses and usually ignored them. Nadeline loathed the rain with a passion, clinging to her raincloak as if it were a security blanket, though she somewhat blamed Jaakuna's ship for being unable to fly in these conditions ("Flying through the Jagd is not an issue, but some water is?!). Still, her grumblings were often low, and she trailed behind as they made their way through the plains.

Emiri paused before a bridge, adjusting her raincloak as she examined the planks. The water had risen to a level that the planks seemed to float on top of them, the ropes barely holding them together. She looked back at Wesley and Jaakuna, pointing to the bridge. "We need to be careful when crossing, the bridge looks rickety." She said loudly, having to raise her voice a bit to be heard over the rain.

By this point Nadeline had caught up, her cheeks pink as she huffed and puffed, clearly having spent too much energy pulling herself out of the mud every time her shoe would get stuck. She took one look at the bridge and stared at Emiri in disbelief. "Won't we get wet?" She asked pathetically, already knowing the answer. "I mean...the river looks pretty deep...what if the bridge breaks and we fall in?" She asked worriedly.
Nadeline looked out the window, running a hand through her hair on instinct. Oh her precious locks, she hated getting wet! And now they would have to walk through it? This was blasphemy! The gods were surely testing her! As she was having her mini meltdown, Emiri looked from her to Jaakuna. Geez, the two sure didn't like the rain for whatever reason. She lightly patted both of them before standing upright, looking out the window. She personally enjoyed the rain, but not everyone was the same in that aspect. She shrugged, though she followed the prince's lead. "I'm going into town to resupply." She told them. ""I'll be back soon."
The blonde liked where this was going. She always was more of a physical person as opposed to dilly dallying. She was enchanted by him, no doubt: but she wanted to make sure she was the one in charge. In a sense, the two were playing an imaginary game of tug of war, trying to see who could outdo the other. "How rude of me, with the day's events, I had forgotten all my manners." Nadeline gasped, lightly bowing to Wesley. "Nadeline Lenore of House Roselia, third in line to the Rozarrian throne." She introduced herself, holding out her hand daintily as was custom for the women of nobility.

"The word subtle doesn't exist in Naddie's vocabulary, that much I can assure you." Emiri muttered to Jaakuna, nudging him slightly. Nadeline shot Emiri a look, and the brunette almost erupted into giggles. Well, it was true, the way the girl carried about she was always direct and always missed the more finer lines of conversations. She then recalled something and looked out the window. "Hmm...we will have to walk, it'll be the Rains at this time in Giza Plains. Better make sure we're prepared for the trek."
Goodness, she certainly handles him well. Emiri's jaw slightly dropped as she watched Nadeline and Wesley. The two were getting along...like, really getting along. Sure, Nadeline was a gorgeous girl, a princess, an intellect (apparently), but she had no idea the prim and proper princess knew how to handle the opposite gender so well. She was secretly glad she didn't have her eyes on Jaakuna: she was almost certain that she could've had him the same way. Emiri looked at Jaakuna, equally surprised. "She was always reading romance novels in the castle...perhaps she picked up her expertise from them. Emiri whispered back.

"Tis the life of a princess trapped in a castle." Nadeline replied to Wesley with a slight shrug. Nadeline frowned at Jaakuna's question, looking once more at the book. "Apparently, they're called Espers...'Beings of strange form and appearance made by the gods in ancient times. Favored with great strength and intellect, the Espers knew power far beyond that of men, but their power made them proud, and at length they sought to challenge the gods. Seeing this, the gods were angered and struck down their blessed children, and binding their souls and flesh with the Glyph of the Beast, they stole their freedom for all eternity. Now they are bound to live only when summoned by their Glyph, to serve whosoever called them forth.' is what it says here." She pointed to one. "I haven't translated all of them, but it would seem this one is located in the Zertinan Caverns."

Emiri thought for a moment, then said, "Supposedly the caverns are full of dangerous monsters and extend to many places. I think there's an entrance through the Ozmone Plain. We'd have to go through the Giza Plains to get there.

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Grant was slightly amused at Savayna. Now that she had clothes on, it was much easier to face her. He had a half smile on as she walked in. She was truly an experience for him. As she asked her question, he guessed that the Emperor had yet to send word--Grant must have arrived early. "Miss Glacie, your Emperor as reached out to Rozarria for a temporary truce. You see, he says we should join forces as we have a common denominator, so to speak. At the attack on Rabanastre, it was reported that our royal princess, Nadeline Lenore Roselia, was spotted with your kingdom's Jaakuna." He explained. "He was hoping we could work together...you would get the criminal and I would get...our princess back..." His voice trailed off at the mention of Nadeline, unsure whether or not to mention Emelia.
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