[morning comes, and like all those mornings before it, she's up to see the sun. only this time it's not rising over wilderness or old ruins, it's over a proper city, and she's still not used to it.
but there's time to pause and properly appreciate the view, and she's grateful for that. today has to be her last day being absent from her place in Mair, has to be the day she leaves to go see Waver and speak to him like she'd promised, has to be the last day she spends looking like she just came in from her journey.
well, she can waste a few hours.
so walking around in the daylight (so novel, after being placed), she takes her time to marvel at the landscape, the lightness that a lack of responsibility is. and her carefree thoughts pause when she sees a very familiar blonde man's back a ways off. him, here? whatever for?
it doesn't really matter, because she's going to weave her way closer, a half smile on her face when she calls out.]
ninth spire.
but there's time to pause and properly appreciate the view, and she's grateful for that. today has to be her last day being absent from her place in Mair, has to be the day she leaves to go see Waver and speak to him like she'd promised, has to be the last day she spends looking like she just came in from her journey.
well, she can waste a few hours.
so walking around in the daylight (so novel, after being placed), she takes her time to marvel at the landscape, the lightness that a lack of responsibility is. and her carefree thoughts pause when she sees a very familiar blonde man's back a ways off. him, here? whatever for?
it doesn't really matter, because she's going to weave her way closer, a half smile on her face when she calls out.]
Berserker?