which is to say, waner has taken some clothes from the clothing store and is wearing something less revealing. she also has her arms loaded up with a variety of silk dresses and robes, so, like. shopping! she eases the door to their room open and finds shadowheart already in here.]
Oh! [her cheeks flush with embarrassment, because running away from shadowheart's owlbear cub and having to jump onto a table was not her finest moment.] ...hello again...
[precious... shadowheart is still wearing her sexy angel costume, but she will be relieved to find her camp outfit in the room, as she starts sorting through. she'll start changing immediately - going behind the wardrobe to do it, but otherwise very not shy.]
Hello. I suppose you'll be in here as well?
[the owlbear cub is actually not in here, she isn't bringing him inside just yet.]
It seems so. Both our names on the plaque outside.
[she's not accustomed to sharing a room... but it looks like she may just have to get used to it. while shadowheart is changing, she'll start hanging up some of her clothes.]
[she's wearing a beach outfit! because that's where we are, the beach. she's walking along the shore, staying along the edge of the tide so just her feet get wet.]
I wonder what sort of goods they must have carried? I'm told merchants who trade by sea have very interesting products. Or perhaps they simply seem interesting because they come from so far away, so they are very different from what is nearby.
[back at the room after trial. she's sitting in bed, though she's probably been out drinking for a bit. but since she's in her own room, she's not thinking so much about trying to hide the fact that she's in quite a bit of pain right now. just kind of pale and sick looking, hand balled up against her chest.]
[back in their room! waner is looking through the belongings that are still here in her room, reorganizing some things while her chao grips a pillow and keeps bapping at her ankles with it impishly.
[she also has a naughty chao so it is also running around causing chaos.]
...They are a lot. I've gotten used to them, but.
[also her stuff is pretty neat and tidy but shadowheart's stuff has spread out a lot, she's got like a ton of books and potted plants now and a bed that the owlbear is sleeping on sorry he sleeps inside now.]
[her chao starts to run over to bap the owlbear with a pillow, but waner leans down to pluck the pillow out of its hands. it sticks its tongue out at her and runs under the bed to sulk.]
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which is to say, waner has taken some clothes from the clothing store and is wearing something less revealing. she also has her arms loaded up with a variety of silk dresses and robes, so, like. shopping! she eases the door to their room open and finds shadowheart already in here.]
Oh! [her cheeks flush with embarrassment, because running away from shadowheart's owlbear cub and having to jump onto a table was not her finest moment.] ...hello again...
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Hello. I suppose you'll be in here as well?
[the owlbear cub is actually not in here, she isn't bringing him inside just yet.]
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[she's not accustomed to sharing a room... but it looks like she may just have to get used to it. while shadowheart is changing, she'll start hanging up some of her clothes.]
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...what happened to... ah, was that your pet? The one from yesterday.
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I see. Does he have a name?
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...It really is beautiful, isn't it?
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I never got to spend much time by the sea when I was young, and the capital is not anywhere near the ocean. But I can see now that I was missing out.
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I'm from a port town, but it's mostly docks and ships, not pleasant beaches.
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I... merchant ships, I think.
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—Miss Shadowheart?
[UHHHHH. that does not look good.]
Should I call for Miss Maomao?
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[clipped, immediate.]
It's only a flare up.
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[she crosses over to her own bed.]
...you were gripping your hand during the trial, too.
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I have an old wound, and it pains me sometimes. All of the tension must have aggravated it.
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...that is understandable. I hope the pain fades quickly.
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bap. bap! she shoots it a Look and heaves a sigh.
well, at least it's not attacking shadowheart.]
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...They are a lot. I've gotten used to them, but.
[also her stuff is pretty neat and tidy but shadowheart's stuff has spread out a lot, she's got like a ton of books and potted plants now and a bed that the owlbear is sleeping on sorry he sleeps inside now.]
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...they're very... energetic.
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[her voice trails off and she shrugs.]
...a little more subdued, I suppose, before it was confirmed that we would be able to make our way back here.
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Is everything alright, now?
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