Solita

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Still burning with curiosity about what had just taken place here, Joscelin held her tongue for as long as she could. She turned her head as another man walked over to join the small group gathered around the woman, watching curiously as performed a rather pretty-looking healing Etra of some sort. Once it seemed that the woman - Celosia, as she had introduced herself - had been sufficiently treated for her unpleasant but otherwise superficial wounds, she rather quickly informed them all that she would be on her way, not leaving much room for her to get a word in. As she began walking away, Joscelin already knew that she would run after her. She was surprised, then, when the man named Leon actually beat her to the punch, running to catch up with Celosia and placing himself in front of her, before whispering to her almost conspiratorially. She couldn't stand being so overtly left out of something that she wanted to be a part of, so soon after the soft-spoken woman with the unusual accent ran forward to join the others, she finally snapped and sprinted over to continue the reformation of the small gathering of people a few yards away from where they had previously been.

"Heeey! Don't forget about me!" She called out as she ran up to the group, her swords clattering against each other for a moment or two after she came to an abrupt halt. "Listen, I have no idea what just happened or why, but now I really want to find out!" She said, a big grin already formed on her face as she looked around at the others. "I'm Joscelin! Future hero extraordinaire and current mercenary ordinaire! Oh yeah, and this is my trusty companion..." She began to say, trailing off as she turned and noticed a distinct lack of short, cute thieves in the immediate vicinity. The realization dawning on her suddenly as she turned in the direction of the gathering with a slightly exaggerated frown. "Oooh... I can't believe he ditched me!" She said, sounding more upset than genuinely angry.

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Aaagh, I'm getting left in the dust here! Hurry up and stop being awful, brain! ><

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Blugh... sorry guys, didn't get a post up today after all. Maybe tomorrow!

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Mizuho said Do that still XD it'll work.And don't worry, just let me know if we should move on without you ok? Take your time!

Alright then! I'll try and whip up a good post when I get home from college today!

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Ah, sorry, Miz! I dunno about anybody else, but I've just been pretty out of it lately. >< Also, as far as the IC goes, I'm not exactly sure what to do with Joscelin... I was planning on being the one that ran after Celosia and loudly proclaimed she wanted to come with her, to kinda get the ball rolling for the other characters, but now Leon beat her to the punch, and he's being all hush-hush about it. Not that it's really a big deal or anything, Diggy!

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WOAHWHATTHEHECK? Have I been silent for four days? Really?! Curse you, college, stealing all my free time! ;A;

Super sorry guys, I'll go and get up to speed on the IC right away. ><

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"Some day I will rule you all"

Yes I did just spend the last five minutes figuring that out.

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Ah, here, I'll do a little dance!

tippity tappity tippity tappity tip tap tip

Ta-da!

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Woo, got another post in just before bedtime! Also, edited Joscelin's CS to finally give her a fifth, super secret Etra!

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Joscelin was relieved when the woman confirmed that she was alright, aside from the obvious damage that was etched all over her. Still, she nodded along in agreement with the black-haired man's assessment that she should see a healer about her injuries. In fact, she had half a mind to tag along and see if they'd be kind enough to take care of her own scrapes as well. Three quarters of a mind, even. When the brown-haired woman seemed to query if anyone around was a healer, she spared a quick glance around at everyone gathered nearby. Nobody that was really giving her that 'healing magic' vibe to be perfectly honest.

"Well, don't look at me." She said, turning to face the small group gathered around the woman yet again. "I mean, I've got magic, but it's not healing magic. Maybe. Probably." Resting one hand idly on Principale's hilt, Joscelin tapped one of her feet by the heel, lightly bouncing her leg up and down. It wasn't often that she was completely still, and now more than ever she was anxious to go out and do something, after her act of 'heroism' had been cut rather short.