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This was going to be one of those days.

A single bead of blood seeped out of her left index finger, hazel eyes staring intently, as if daring the blood to drip down. It hadn't moved at all since she pricked it, though admittedly, she was more concerned that it happened at all. For years she had honed her sewing skills and enjoyed it personally as a hobby, so when she spotted the smallest of tears in her veil, she figured she figured it would be the easiest fix. She had taken a seat on her cot, veil laid out on her lap, needle in hand. As soon as she had plucked through the material with the thin needle, she felt the prick almost immediately. What irony that a holy garment would be indirectly responsible for drawing blood.

Rubbing her index finger and thumb together, Margaret let out a small sigh. She could hear people shuffling around outside the tent, and was tempted to leave her veil behind. No, that wouldn't do, her irritation needed to be put to the side. Still, she was suspicious; anytime she managed to fumble a menial task, it meant bad news. The likely cause was the worsening of the captain's condition, although she had left him stable when she went to bed last night. As she stitched together the tear, she couldn't help but wonder just how much longer he would last. There was a chance his condition would pass, but that was an optimistic hope. A bad feeling formed in the pit of her stomach, and she found herself sewing faster. It wasn't often that she let some negative thoughts influence her, but for now she would prepare for the worst and hope for the best.

Her thoughts interrupted, Margaret nearly leapt out of her skin as an unfamiliar sound soared through the tent. Her eyes were wide as it took her a moment to realize that it was likely pipes, and her surprise was quickly replaced with annoyance. Of all the things to be heard, who in the world thought that would be a good idea? Suppressing several unpleasant thoughts of maiming whoever was responsible, she shook her head, quickly braiding her hair as she decided it was about time she finished up.

Oh yes, this was going to be one of those days. Deciding to play the optimist for once, Margaret let out a sigh, though the song playing through the camp was admittedly distracting. "What a dreadful sound," She murmured, finding the sound difficult to ignore.
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.hack is such a complex and thoughtful series, truly loved it.
@Hero Let me know what you would like to do! PM or add me on discord so we can chat.


As soon as I get out of work, I will!
Glad to see this up, I'll get to working on mine as soon as I get home.
Outside the window was a very small, blue bird. It had caught her attention the moment she walked in, and as the lecture began, her mind seemed stuck on it. She had only been able to glance at it before she was pushed along to her seat. Birds were such a curious creatures, able to take advantage of the winds and soar through the skies with little issue. Well that wasn't entirely accurate, they had to watch out for bigger birds. And their eggs could get stolen by other animals or people. Oh no, that was such a sad thought, why were people so mean? Those poor little birds, maybe that's why they were always flying.

Then again, if Vanille could fly, she would go everywhere. Or at least, she'd fly straight out of the lecture. Then she wouldn't have to take any classes! That sounded awesome! Oh, but then no more fighting. Could birds fight? Then again, if she was a bird then she'd have to worry about bigger birds trying to eat her. But if she was a bird, she'd make sure to be the fastest bird. She's outfly everything, even something fast like...a car!

Before she could elaborate on that thought, she realized she had been on auto-pilot, not really paying attention to anything. At least class was over. She was being addressed by her two partners, two of the few people that managed to not only surpass her height but made good sure to keep her on track. Vanille blinked as she looked between the two brothers, her large, blue eyes wide as she tried to register what was being said to her. "Do you think that birds fly faster than cars because they're tinier?" She ended up asking out loud, furrowing her brow as she tried to think. A few seconds later, she brushed the thought aside, letting out a laugh. "It's probably because of aerodynamics."

Vanille nodded proudly, though it occurred to her that she missed the entire conversation. "...um...pop quiz on training? I have nothing to fear for once!" She stated rather cheerfully.

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I may or may not have gone down the pub last night...


Valiant soul, I salute you.
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