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π“‡π’Ύπ“ƒπ‘œπ’Ά π’½π‘’π’Άπ“‡π“‰π’Ύπ“π“π“Ž ([personal profile] pinwheels) wrote in [community profile] tabularasa_rp 2020-11-17 12:00 pm (UTC)

[ It's some kind of teleportation magic, Rinoa thinks to herself as she watches Noct flash down toward the creatures. It's impressive, and she figures she'll have questions to ask afterβ€”

β€”but for now they have to take care of the monsters. As he flashes between them, her focus is on aerial support, zipping over the top of the scene with carefully-aimed blasts of magic, and an occasional shot fired from the weapon strapped to her wrist.

Despite her initial resolution to ask later, though, Rinoa can't help the teasing smile that curves her lips as she hovers near him, one of the creatures encased in frost after her latest cast in its direction. ]


Looks like we've both been keeping things to ourselves, right?

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