Raine Sage (
wise_maiden) wrote2012-02-08 08:04 pm
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[After being rescued by Nephry, and spending the night at her house, Raine spends the morning having breakfast at house 1, and possibly interacting with some of the other people who live there. Not long after that, she takes a trip to the clothing store for some much-needed items: clothes of her own that fit and are, more importantly, warm. And she’ll find a small bag to keep them all in, in case she doesn’t end up going back to that house at the end of the day.
Later on in the afternoon, Raine can be found exploring in a few other locations in the square, curiously looking in on all of the shops and venturing inside a few, including the item shop and the flower shop. The library is the biggest draw and distraction -- she might very well just settle in there with as many books as she can gather that look interesting.
... and somehow, a book with her name on it ends up in the mix. After a few moments of puzzling over it, it doesn't strike her as anything too complex to use. She cautiously turns a couple of pages.]
Oh... it feels very strange, but there's something familiar about this book. H-hello?
[After being rescued by Nephry, and spending the night at her house, Raine spends the morning having breakfast at house 1, and possibly interacting with some of the other people who live there. Not long after that, she takes a trip to the clothing store for some much-needed items: clothes of her own that fit and are, more importantly, warm. And she’ll find a small bag to keep them all in, in case she doesn’t end up going back to that house at the end of the day.
Later on in the afternoon, Raine can be found exploring in a few other locations in the square, curiously looking in on all of the shops and venturing inside a few, including the item shop and the flower shop. The library is the biggest draw and distraction -- she might very well just settle in there with as many books as she can gather that look interesting.
... and somehow, a book with her name on it ends up in the mix. After a few moments of puzzling over it, it doesn't strike her as anything too complex to use. She cautiously turns a couple of pages.]
Oh... it feels very strange, but there's something familiar about this book. H-hello?

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Here... you dropped this.
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[He breaks off when his gaze falls on the girl, his eyes widening slightly in surprise. She may be very young, but that white hair and sensation of mana is unmistakable. Fuzzy as his memories may be of that time, he's met the younger version of Raine Sage before.]
... You.
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Hello.
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Nevertheless she welcomes her with open arms, doing her part to take care of Raine and make her feel welcome after breakfast before she goes out to the village in earnest.] Do you plan to go anywhere today, Raine?
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[action] I AM SO SORRY FOR MISSING THIS ONE
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... Except not. B^|a
WHAT ARE YOU DOING LITTLE GIRL
PEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRSSSS]
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Although she'll get the strange sensation of being watched, and she'll look up to blink, a little started, at the woman standing not too far away. Was she not supposed to be in here?]
Ah... is this your shop, ma'am? It's very lovely.
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[Right. Anise Tatlin, you can handle this! It might be a bit awkward later on, but the professor's a cute kid and looks like she needs some company. She approaches the silver-haired child with a warm smile.]
Hey, Raine! [It feels weird calling the professor that, but it feels weird thinking of this kid as the professor too.] I'm going to make breakfast. Is there anything you want?
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Call it curiosity. The question has been quietly prodding at the back of his mind for some time now, ever since he found out that Raine knew about the arrangement with Sayo. He moved out nearly a month ago, but the grey uncertainty hasn't left him any more than thoughts of Sayo have. If she knew, shouldn't she have been severely against it? But when had she ever made full sense... Maybe he should just let it drop. Even though several months have passed since they genuinely last spoke, he certainly hasn't forgotten how frustrating their conversations can be. Being pulled in different directions by conflicting forces, with her labeled as an enemy but him realizing that she refuses to fit into that mold, and wanting her to understand where he comes from but knowing that he shouldn't care. Even so...]
I have a question I must ask you. [Too bad he won't be able to get an answer, not today.]
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Having a message come in -- a private one, no less -- is a new thing. The message must be to her, she can read it without doing anything fancy. But she doesn't know this boy. What would he have to ask of her?]
What do you mean?
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He means nothing by it, really! It's just. Uncomfortable, strange, boggling. So, at breakfast, he casts the child an unsure glance out of the corner of his eye and busily makes coffee for himself without much in the ways of greeting.]
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At his slight glance in her direction, she tilts her head with some concern. Should she say something? It felt somewhat awkward to.]
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Have you figured it out yet?
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If she's in the middle of a book, though, Nephry will try not to disturb her until she takes a break.]
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It might not be difficult to infer that she's trying to distract herself. She doesn't pick up on Nephry's entrance just yet.]
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