It didn't take some psychic sense to tell Fea was in near fight or flight over their new conversation partners.
What to do. Neither the Elf nor the woman, she now knew to be called Vittoria, seemed pleased with this arrangement. So no matter how friendly this Killien attempted to be Yue could...
Yue turned her gaze to meet the Anirians. The man was oddly friendly in tone and the woman, she didn't seem to have any intentions of being in sorts. Was he....her servant?
She wasn't sure what there was to be out of sorts about. One could hardly get lost in an art gallery. Ah well, making idle...
There was a slight pause as Yue gauged the sincerity of the Elf's naive question. She hadn't considered that the girl might literally have been oblivious. Her only reference for Elves so far being Aiko who seemed well versed in the notions of polite society.
Yue gave her a small frown. If it...
Yuebing had actually been quite looking forward to this event. She liked looking at beautiful things. Especially if they were crafted with extreme care.
She dropped several subtle( almost certainly too subtle) hints to her roommate Svenia Albrecht that she thought the girl should attend.
Or...
Yuebing looked up from the book with a carefully practiced nonchalance. "Everyone walks diverging paths, in much the way rivers diverge and return to the ocean. "
She replied evasively
" That they a different is an illusion formed by the rocks the water lay in. People are like that. Bending...
It hadn't even crossed Yue's mind this might be an odd thing to mention. It was a quirk of her demeanor to have the words come out so dry and dire. In truth it was a reflex to say such things as it was a common factious phrasing the daughters of the pagoda used. It was also not necessarily...
Yue pondered Aiko 's flowers and Atticus reading.
"Strong scents could be a sign of failure......." She half murmured in her musing "Would a Maester stoop to giving students an imperfect batch on purpose?"
She sipped a bit more of the tea with a frown. re-constructing an unknown was a truly...
It was lucky that Yue was well accustomed to all manner of 'roommate noises'. Most of the girls in the pagoda had been raised communally until they entered specialized training or apprenticeship. Yue's case that too had led to life in a temple which had only broadened her tolerance. Though she...
It was an early morning. No, it was still night. Only just. Yue slowly opened her eyes with a resigned expression as she was pulled from sleep.
She knew what had woken her without stirring from her bed. A whimpering wail broke the silence muttered pleas following incoherent in its wake.
Yue sat...
Yue sneezed and echoed Aiko's sigh.
Every time it seemed they were on the cusp of getting some resolution it unraveled another layer of this moldy onion.
She followed close behind her elven classmate. They might as well see how far this disgusting rabbit hole goes. Whatever next unlucky being...
Yue felt the building heat long before her mind had caught up to what was about to transpire.
She couldn't have known exactly what it was that Svenia was holding back. Yet the hurried desperate conversation between Aiko and the pained girl tipped Yue off. Whatever it was it wasn't going to be...
A swift palm dispatched the goblin that Aiko had helped delay. Now renewed in her focus Yue opted for a style of defense. She redirected blows and did her to ease her way back to the group. They were so close and yet the task was slow going to cross without leaving herself open.
It took some...
The pointed glare that Yue was giving the man did not lessen by this revelation. So it was some strange challenge that was meant to be a joke? She had found that Elbion as a whole had a more relaxed approach about student's studies....but this seemed even beyond the bound of lax standards. No...
Yue sat letting the tea warm her hands as she listened to the others discuss. They were certainly closer to the answer but not in a straight forward way.
The ingredients would suggest the potion harmful but Aiko's test inferred that perhaps that wasn't entirely the case. Perhaps the potion was...
Yue sat amongst the group and exchanged her own notes with the group. Her writing like most things about her was sharp. It was precise and slanted as if written in one decisive motion.
They had likewise divined some of the ingredients albeit only the ones which could be traced back to a living...
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