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[earthen_hope]

Souji!

It took a couple of weeks, but we finally found the kind of bow you were looking for and someone who knew how to repair it properly. You can come down to the shop anytime.

How is everyone doing? I woke up in a different outfit. I'm dressed like a ninja today--it's a lot better for August than that heavy coat I had before.





[ooc: Sketch is from Nature Nerd]

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[feathered-earth.livejournal.com]

[Krile nods, both of them incidents that she would call impossible to forget if they were anywhere but Edensphere.

And although what Hawk describes might sound like he's only being brought down to the level of most humans in Edensphere, a look of concern passes over her face. A healing ability is something that's immensely reassuring. There have been numerous times where she would have died or needed rescue if she didn't have that herself.]

So you lost that ability... is that the only thing you can't do anymore?

quicklog

[crimson-seeker.livejournal.com]

[He sighs, dropping his hands into his lap. He'd rather thwart her gentle queries, but she's long since worked her way inside his defences. Honesty and trust come with that, then.]

It's all going, piece by piece. I... Everything you've seen me do, it's something that was given to me. Lent for a task, if you will. One that's over now.

quicklog

[feathered-earth.livejournal.com]

[Krile winces, almost regretting that she pried. It strikes her suddenly what Hawk's gem had reminded her of, when he uses that word, lent. It makes her think of Grandpa, almost, passing on his skills to her through the tree.]

...I think I know what you mean by that.

[By outward appearance, he seems all right--weary, but all right. Not as distraught or lost like she would be. Still, she gives him a little poke in the arm. Despite the teasing gesture, her tone is gently optimistic rather than smart] It can't be all of it. What about that fight we just had?

[Although that would be a touchy question for her, it's easier to think that Hawk had some native skill with arms before being set on whatever task he had.]

quicklog - we can wrap this up soon, y/n? fresher threads to write and all that.

[crimson-seeker.livejournal.com]

[That earns her a genuine laugh, even if something sombre still lurks in his eyes.]

You know what I mean. I know how to fight. Or ride a horse, or build a house, or maybe even thwart a friend too smart for her own good.

But there was something I had to do, a... quest, I suppose, if you want to get romantic about it. So I borrowed strength to see it done, and now it is. Seems only fair, when you think of things that way.

quicklog - sounds good also ohgod sorry for the hideous late

[feathered-earth.livejournal.com]

[She grins in response, particularly at "friend too smart for her own good." Still, she doesn't miss the look in his eye.

And it sounds even more familiar now--powers lent for some sort of quest, contained in a gem. Still... she wouldn't want to lose that herself.]

I guess so. Maybe it feels nice that you've accomplished whatever you were set to do.

quicklog <3

[crimson-seeker.livejournal.com]

There is that. I'll tell you the story some day, hm? But it's definitely the sort that wants for a cup of tea and a late night and a fire in the hearth.

[Or perhaps a cup of good wine, but that doesn't seem entirely a thing Krile would indulge in. For now, the pleasant strain of the spar, the sunlight, and the company of a good friend are plenty to keep him content for the moment.]