Zim0cron

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@wierdw

Viviana was deep in her studies when she heard a knock and a voice at the door. Startling her much more than anticipated. Her practice was going no where fast, not aided by her verbal impediment and the lingering thought of that very rude man and his comments. She was no wizened adult herself, but how human society could see such a person as mature simply by way of years was beyond her. She placed her notebook face down on the bed and turned to answer the door, making sure her face hid as much of her frustration and embarrassment as possible.

"Oh, that sounds lovely thank you!" Despite the chirpiness in her voice, the gratitude as genuine as she had the ability to be, hints of confusion could not be fully suppressed. From their voice to their... appearance, this person seems incredibly odd, impossible to pin down in a multitude of ways. This was one of the people she passed earlier, and she was still unsure as to if they are a man or a woman. Either way, they at least seemed nicer and more understanding than that 'Wheelo' fellow.

She clutched somewhat to the door way as she stepped aside to allow access to the room. "You can come in or you could show me out there, which ever you are more comfortable with... there is no one else in here in case you were wondering," Something about this one's presence left her more at peace, even as their appearance seemed to scream in the face of everything her family stood for. In contrast to her own simple, very conservative clothing, this person seemed beyond brazen, brash to the point of eliciting embarrassment from those who themselves were quite concealed. People like her.

"My name is Viviana by the way, what is your name?"

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@Grade

Confusion quickly fell across her face. Did this human not understand what mages are? Was he attempting to be derogatory in some fashion? Her suspicion of this "Wheelo" was only mounting as time went on.

"Oh, well yes and no. Witches practice a different kind of magic than I do, but I did use a levitation spell earlier," The slightest hint of elven smugness crept into her words, something she was no big fan of and yet found it impossible to avoid at times. Sometimes it amazed her how ignorant and petty humans were, even when they were much older than her.

After a moment the fake smile returned in force, "Well, it seems everything out here is under control. Unless you need anything I will go back to my studies... which is not something 'witches' do," Were most witches not humans in the first place? This was all too confusing, something she could not afford if she was to prepare for her entrance exams.

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"Nice to meet you Mr... Wheelo? Ive never heard of a name like that, but that is the fun of meeting new people. How did you... Do that?" Her voice waivered, not sure if it should be calm and calculated, or open to her confusion on the situation. In all her years learning magic she had never seen phasing, not by humans at least.

Immediately her right hand moved to massage her left, the distant haunting echo of that terrible memory as she questioned the humanity of this... Man.

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The small woman approached the sitting man with measured steps. Keeping her left hand in a fist, or as much of a fist as she could make with that hand, raised to her chest, and her right hand across her stomach, she bows.

"I am Viviana. And what is your name?" Her face remained relatively stiff yet with a smile, all mental energy going into analyzing the situation. She was curious about how this man got down the stairs... Did he fall down? And didn't he just say he was shoved? Could someone have pushed a wheelchair-bound man down stairs?!

Curiosity got the better of her. "Um, and if you don't mind me asking, how did you... Get down here?" Concern filled her face as she less than subtly glanced for any bruises or cuts.

What was that other noise she was hearing? Was it... Sobbing? What a strange ship.

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The sudden commotion outside startled Viv from her studies. Curiously, she poked her head out of her room, only to see the wheelchair-ed man recovering from falling down. If she had more clearly heard what was shouted she may have been more cautious.

"Sir? Are you alright? If you need any help I can try to assist" She placed the book down, pages open, on the empty bed as she left her room. As much as she liked to keep to herself, she was always taught to be polite and helpful.

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@Remuri

Viviana quietly excepted the ronin's company. Waiting for them both to finish eating before standing up.

"Thank you very much Nanashi, you have been very kind. I will be heading back to my cabin now, good luck finding what you need to find on this ship," She smiles warmly, gives a curt bow, then heads off back to her room. Once inside she flops backwards onto her bed with a heavy sigh. Social interaction was far from her favorite task, but she could not be rude to someone who was doing so much for her.

Allowing herself to reset before going back to her studies, her three-fingered hand began its absent minded magic once more. As she stared into the wooden ceiling, small elemental flickers jumped between her fingers: The faintest fireball, miniature arcs of electricity, glitters of frost. It took minimal effort and kept her subconscious distracted.

Eventually she would get back up, dust herself off, and retrieve another book from her footlocker. Evocation, the school of Elemental Destruction. Far from her favorite study, but valuable in a pinch, and flashy enough to awe the entrance examiners.

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"Oh. Did I say shine? My bad, it's shrine people. They taught me to be nice. And help people. But I think. I can't never see them again. My clan's soldiers. Probably occupied. The temple. The only left for me. Is this katana. And this bow." He said with a sadness on his face. Katana was of on his hip and put it on his lap, so that young elf can see it. It is beautiful work of art for the people who first time seen the sword in the scabbard.

"Since. I got draggd. Into this. Foreign land. I'm going to carry me own. And help people as what they taught me." He said.

"I leave bread to you. My bow's quiver. Nearly. Empty. I should find. For supplies. But. I. Think. It's hard to find one. Also good for the walk after. Eating. Food" he continued.

The bow can be seen along with a bag that lies on the floor. Same as the quiver that has an arrow left in it.

@Remuri

"Oh, well that is a wonderful thing they taught you, thank you greatly, and good luck finding a craftsman to get arrows from!" She sounded quite chipper, now gratefully accepting the sweetbread. He seemed quite nice in all honesty, definitely someone she felt like she could trust on some level, although the idea of inviting him to take the free bed in her room was... Out of the question.

No matter how nice people seemed, they always had the capacity to turn on you.

After paying the outrageous price they were charging for nectar, the small elf woman set upon her meal. Tempering her eager consumption with the knowledge that others were around. The meal, for its part, hit the spot.

Maybe this trip would not be so bad afterall.

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"Magic. Academy?" He seems doesn't know. It is literally an alien thing to him. "Sorry. Haven't heard of it." He said. "Say. A wavy image. I got dragged to. Is it magic? It was made by the shine people. They wanted me to escape. Before they hold my clan's soldiers." He continued.

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He read her body language. The food on table truly not appetizing. So he proceed to check something on his pouches that attach on his bag. He then give her it. It was carefully wrap and it contain with a homemade sweet bread. Made by the wife of the merchant who was helped by him.

"It's called sweetbread. Merchant wife said. Already done eating the first one. First tasting. You can have it." He said.

@Remuri

"The…shine… people? Would that be something like this? Oh and don't worry, its just light," Perhaps a demonstration would aid in their communication. In her good hand, she began swirling her fingers as she recited a very basic incantation. "Tri luminious minutiae" Some more energy came to her face, one of her simple joys, it seemed, was magic.

Three small balls of light formed above her twirling finger tips, their light barely illuminating even her hand. The minor illusion dissipated as soon as it appeared, dropping the moment she heard 'sweetbread'. Her visible excitement betrayed her modesty.

"That is very kind of you, you have been so very generous, but I can't accept that without giving something to you first," A fair layer of blush filled her cheeks. Just why was this mysterious man being so nice to her? Surely, she thought, it is just the good nature of people to help others.