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ʚїɞ - Fern hadn't entered this game with any aspirations for "winning". She was already a practiced mage, and she was capable of far more than the toy spells that the pixies were offering as part of this competition. She stared down at the tiny wand as she approached the middle of the "battleground", her expression unchanged even as she raised her eyes to meet the gaze of her opponent. An intriguing looking woman. That was considered "abstract" in modern art terms, wasn't it?
At her offer, Fern slowly shook her head. "I'm only participating to get a sense of how this pixie magic works. I have no interest in winning the prize." Experienced with Cotes's pixies, she didn't expect they'd fully uphold their end of the bargain even if she did win. "Unfortunately, that means actually participating."
Fern looked ENA up and down. If this was a formal competition, then there were procedures like introducing yourself, right? "My name is Fern, an S-class Mage." And her current casting tool was not befitting of her rank. "If you entertain my curiosity for a bit, I'll withdraw before a winner is formerly declared."
SPELL CHECK in COTES WARD SpiraleFES 2025
This should be a cakewalk. (Maybe even a turrón-walk!) All she needs to do is impress a few pixies, and the way to do that is by knocking over her opponent, or to make them beg for mercy! Should be a breeze, right?
ENA enters the arena. She wields a wand like a conductor, and she wears her wizard robes like she's wearing a jacket. If only that Shaman could see her now. She'll make creating life look like yesterday's news!
Confidence washes over the salesperson as she sizes up her opponent, or sizes down, perhaps.
"It looks like we're business partners for the day! Or is that business... ah, friend-foes? I can't seem to tell."
"Let's not make this personal. If you walk away now, I'll give you a free coupon after I get my wish."
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ʚїɞ - He "picked" that name? Then it wasn't his real one, seemingly. "Little...? No. I'm an only child." It was just about as roundabout of a way of answering his question as any. It didn't seem like he was a "bad influence" on her or anything like that. At least not compared to what the mage considered to be normal human behaviour. "My name is Fern. A friend of hers. We met at the library in Cotes."
"I'm actually reaching out because I was wondering, would you be interested in helping me hold a small party for Miss Mira? I don't know if she has a traditional "birthday", so I thought it might be nice to organize something similar."
" huh? " the manner which will rubs at his eyes can nearly be heard through the phone, the telltale signs of a recent awakening present in his voice. " oh, yeah, i know mira. she's really cool. "
a silent pause follows as he brushes his hair back, tries to listen closely to her words. " i'd hope not! i picked that name 'cause i thought it was rare enough. "
the words trail into a yawn. " who is this? you're not like .. mira's little sister who's gonna threaten me to stay away from her 'cause i'm a bad influence, right? "
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ʚїɞ - "Is that so?" Fern liked Rapi's company. She was calm and collected like her, and she didn't really react strongly to anything. There wasn't much of a chance of Rapi causing a scene. Not that she disliked people that caused a ruckus like Sein or Stark, but people like her master or Rapi were more her speed socially.
"Could I get two of the strawberry, then?" Rapi's words had seemingly been enough to help her decide, and after paying with her phone she accepted two cones. One was held out to Rapi. "Here. Consider it a thank you for the advice." She wasn't wanting for Dust with all of the odd jobs she did.
"Not myself no. Though I do know a few people who would jump through plenty of hoops for some of their favorite flavors."
Rapi wasn't one of them of course but she knew that some of varieties were more then enough to get hundreds to line up. Somehow this truck wasn't nearly as packed as she thought giving them ample time to still decide on what the two wanted. Though she still didn't want to take too long for the one attending the them either...

"I think my personal favorite is strawberry. It's not too overpowering but its still sweet enough for me to enjoy the rest of the everything."
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ʚїɞ - This girl had some sass to her, maybe because the whole situation had gotten her worked up. In a way, she reminded Fern of the two girls that Frieren had been teamed up with during the license exam. On the other hand Fern retained her cool even though she'd almost just been struck by a car.
"Oh, I'm fine thanks to you. Even if I'd been hit, it would still probably hurt less than being impaled or crushed." Things that had happened to her in the past couple of years. "Are you? You're the one who jumped in to save me."
"that was so reckless. and in such a normally crowded area too!" veyle huffs, placing her hands on her hips while watching the perpetrator walk it off. she's glad they're both okay, but still...! if she had been any later who knows what would have happened.
she turns to face the woman she saved as soon as she was directly addressed, expression softening into something a little more quiet. "oh no, it's not all that much. more importantly, are you alright? you're not hiding any injuries... are you?"
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ʚїɞ - Fern visibly deflated at the idea that she would have to put in more effort than just looking at things. She'd had fun when she'd gone to the mall with Nicolette back when she was in the city, but she'd had Fern try on so many things. She looked over her shoulder at Mira as she tugged at her clothes.
"I don't mind if you take my measurements, but what's the point if sizes aren't universal? It doesn't seem like a very efficient system." Was there a magic that could adjust clothing back home? If so, maybe she should try and find it whenever she returned. It had been a pain that she was always growing when she'd traveled, meaning she'd constantly been forced to adjust her clothes by hand.
"...Loathed as I am to admit it, after trying to wear nothing but long dresses last summer, it was still too hot with the humidity. I might need to find lighter clothes this year." If she had it her way, she'd stay covered from head to toe.
It was strange, having the roles reversed like this. Mira recalls when she was shopping for clothing with Eiden, how she was confused and such since beyond modeling for work, she didn't often keep many herself. So, to be in a place where she could help someone else figure out such things, it was nice in a way.
"Mm, it should not take me super long to figure out what size you are. An unknowing advantage with me working as a model it seems."
Mira moves to float behind Fern, gently tugging on the edges of the cloak's sleeve to get a feel for how long the fabric of the arm is.
"But, yes, unfortunately you will need to do so. Sometimes things land strangely even if it looks fine on the rack."
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ʚїɞ - "As someone who became a war orphan at a young age, I don't necessarily have any vivid memories of my birth father. However, I was very fortunate that Master Heiter was kind enough to take me in as his daughter. Without him, I likely would have died cold and alone, and I certainly wouldn't have learned magic."
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ʚїɞ - Fern wasn't really sure why she had suggested that the two of them go to the mall of all places. Mira had mentioned that someone had suggested buying more clothes to her, and while Fern didn't really want to, she knew she probably had to do the same. It was getting warmer each day, and she could remember how hot it had gotten last summer.
By the time they'd entered the first clothing store she already looked lost.
"I forgot that I need to figure out what size of clothes I wear. When you always wear the same thing, you don't really need to worry about it." But she didn't have the foggiest idea what her sizes were according to modern clothing labels. "...I'm going to have to try things on, aren't I?"
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@powerofinheritance
ʚїɞ - "I've had this before. It's sweet, but a little cold. Still... There are so many flavours to choose from." Fern had been restlessly looking back and forth as well as up and down at the menu of a stationary ice cream truck with Rapi in tow. Thankfully there was no one behind them or they probably would have gotten as fed up as the server seemed to be.
"Have you had any of this before, Rapi? Anything you would recommend?"
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@allhesaid
ʚїɞ - "I see... Your name is Willem? Are you by chance acquainted with Miss Mira?" It had just been a coincidence, really, and Fern wasn't really certain if she was even right. But from what he'd been told by Mira about this "Willem" fellow, he seemed to fit the bill. She probably knew more than he would have wanted her to too, but she'd keep quiet until she knew if she had the right person or not.
"I could have the wrong person, but I didn't see a lot of "Willems" on the public phone list."
#allhesaid#allhesaid ʚїɞ 01#[fern vc] i know you send her flirty emojis#(eve told me it was okay for fern to know this btw)
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ʚїɞ - "My clothes?" Fern was surprised to be asked about her outfit out of the blue like that. She didn't think there was anything wrong with them, and despite friends in the city trying to talk her out of it, she still basically dressed the exact same way that she did back home. Basically, she always looked like she had just stepped out of a fantasy setting.
Except for when she wore pajamas.
She wasn't sure why she'd been asked about them, so she chose to assume the best and held out her arms as if she was posing. Her expression hadn't changed, but anyone that knew her could tell she was sparkling.
"Cute, aren't they?"
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ʚїɞ - "Thank you. I wasn't expecting a vehicle to veer off onto the sidewalk like that." A girl had run in and protected her with a magic barrier, and somehow even the motorcycle rider had come out unscathed. Fern probably would have blocked it with her own defensive barrier if she had to, but she wasn't going to bring that up.
Still, it wasn't often she just caught a glimpse of someone else's magic in this city.
"You seem to be a practiced mage. That's a commendable feat at such a young age." So spoketh the child prodigy.
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it's been a while so like this for a little non-event starter!
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ʚїɞ - "Perhaps you should take your own advice, Mistress Frieren? Are you not the one who called me spoiled first?"
You should learn an appropriate time to talk about my eccentricities and missteps. Now is not one of them."
#collectspells#collectspells ʚїɞ 03#YOU CALLED ME SPOILED!!!#they're so mother and daughter sometimes
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ʚїɞ - "Hold on, if you're going to trap me in a movie, why science fiction?"
"...I can hardly use a cellphone, and now I'm being chased by evil androids through a futuristic city." She was screwed.
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ʚїɞ - Fern nodded slowly regarding the question about her phone. "It was the first thing I had to learn how to use when I arrived. You can manage a lot of things with it, and it was the most convenient way to access the internet. I don't exactly understand how it works, but I know how to use it." And that was as far as she was willing to learn when she didn't even understand the basics of modern technology.
She pulled out her own cellphone and tapped it against Rapi's. There was a ding, indicating they had been added to one another's favourites on their contacts lists.
"My name is Fern. No surname. If you would like to speak more, feel free to reach out even if you don't have a question." That was Fern's way of implying she would like to be friends.
"Not really I think I get the jist of everything going on here thankfully." Or at least Rapi was hoping. At the very least having someone who seems to take these sort of things with stride like her might've been a good friend to have here.
"Though you've learned know how to use a phone right?" Rapi said pointing off to her pocket. "If you wouldn't mind I'd like to keep in touch with you. And in the off chance I have an emergency question as well."
And she wouldn't need to worry about anyone spell checking her for simple mistakes. Unlike a certain group of two people she knew would be combing every text for one simple error...
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