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Post by Tsuya Kusanagi on Feb 5, 2022 8:15:52 GMT -5
Yeah, whenever the kids came around it was always a neat spin to use some of her powers to appear, reappear, and just generally be a little tiny nuisance. Rinako seemed to like that added detail to the place, even with the rest of it being effectively nothing more than a boring mess when she was younger. A house full of rich connoisseurs of the dark. Regardless, they'd properly introduce and exchange names. The flair of the fox's garnered a slight nod from the smaller woman as she leaned on back and watched her talk about her staff some more.
'How interesting.'
Of course the prince butts his head up to speak some words to Griselda. In her mind, away from the prying ears of victims to be. While annoying, Griselda usually does a good job of hiding the fact someone is talking to them while speaking casually. It did remind her a bit of what the demon says about his own blade, how he was put into it, etc. But it sounded less possessive and more... Almost sentimental? Which clearly it wasn't, since Rinako seemed to describe it as an actual binding.
"Huh. That's really cool. Don't think I've ever heard of magic classes before. I'm afraid my own tricks are far straighter forwards than that."
The sword Griselda had pulled before, she'd prime again to take out from the air. Yanking some length slowly before pulling it in a flourish and placing it in her lap. It's a lot easier to see how pristine and void of color it is, with some deep-cut golden etching at its side.
"I can pull stuff into Creation, like this sword I have, or just make it as I go along. I've been working on that last one for quite a bit..."
Adept at best, with room to improve beyond her swordsmanship. Her other hand would be offered palm-open and suddenly a red outline would appear above it. Into the shape of what seemed to be a small cup and platter. Both objects would then lose their red luster and appear as normal, everyday items. Brimming with a steaming hot tea that all gets caught rather effortlessly in the girl's hand when it drops the centimeter or so. Simple things like leaf water weren't all that bad to make up on the fly.
"Speaking of, are you hungry? Thirsty? Wouldn't want to be a bad hostess. I've got... This, or some actual Earth-grown stuff in a fridge."
Teatime? Usumi groaned once more.
WC: 424
TWC: 2769
'How interesting.'
Of course the prince butts his head up to speak some words to Griselda. In her mind, away from the prying ears of victims to be. While annoying, Griselda usually does a good job of hiding the fact someone is talking to them while speaking casually. It did remind her a bit of what the demon says about his own blade, how he was put into it, etc. But it sounded less possessive and more... Almost sentimental? Which clearly it wasn't, since Rinako seemed to describe it as an actual binding.
"Huh. That's really cool. Don't think I've ever heard of magic classes before. I'm afraid my own tricks are far straighter forwards than that."
The sword Griselda had pulled before, she'd prime again to take out from the air. Yanking some length slowly before pulling it in a flourish and placing it in her lap. It's a lot easier to see how pristine and void of color it is, with some deep-cut golden etching at its side.
"I can pull stuff into Creation, like this sword I have, or just make it as I go along. I've been working on that last one for quite a bit..."
Adept at best, with room to improve beyond her swordsmanship. Her other hand would be offered palm-open and suddenly a red outline would appear above it. Into the shape of what seemed to be a small cup and platter. Both objects would then lose their red luster and appear as normal, everyday items. Brimming with a steaming hot tea that all gets caught rather effortlessly in the girl's hand when it drops the centimeter or so. Simple things like leaf water weren't all that bad to make up on the fly.
"Speaking of, are you hungry? Thirsty? Wouldn't want to be a bad hostess. I've got... This, or some actual Earth-grown stuff in a fridge."
Teatime? Usumi groaned once more.
WC: 424
TWC: 2769
Smiling at the brightened memories, she enjoyed the warmth of them, they almost helped to keep those whispers away even. “Honestly, they were some of the most fun days I think I can remember, honestly I wish I had just paid better attention to them. Maybe if I did, I wouldn’t be so limited in what I could do. What I wouldn’t give to go back to that.”, she would admit with a hint of regret to the past. It was only a mistake that she truly could feel now, especially with all that had passed as of late, there were an infinite number of wishes that couldn’t be reached.
