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FFxivWrite2020 day 11: Ultracrepidarian
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Batster, as much as he loved his twin sister, really couldn’t understand why Houdini often ran her mouth on things she had no knowledge about, often having the thought. ‘I can’t believe my sister is a ultracrepidarian.’
She was running her mouth again, about something, he was pretty sure it was something regarding healing magic, and he just felt like sinking into his chair as she chatted with a fellow patron of the Drowning Wench.
As a scholar and black mage, he knew Houdini was utterly just making a fool of herself, but wasn’t sure he should say anything. Fortunately, he was saved the issue of correcting his sister.
Another miqo’te, with long dark brown hair tipped with pink and brown eyes narrowed, walked over to the twins from her spot sat to an au ra, both were seemingly white mages judging by their outfits and canes.
She leaned against the table, before beginning to, in detail, begin to explain healing magic, correcting Houdini as she stared, dumbfounded.
Batster merely smiled into his mug and listened.
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