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"I- ah-" Sephiroth was too dazed to come up with a comprehensive answer until she caught herself. Shaking her head, she patted Cecilia's head while answering: "I think it's better to apologize to her for our... lewd behavior. I'm sure she must've been shocked to see you like that."
Sephiroth then picked up her dress shirt, dusted off anything that would've landed on it, and wore it. As she buttoned her shirt, she couldn't help but feel both hot and cold at the same time: hot because of the embarrassing event that has happened, and cold because of how the said event killed her mood. Next time, I'm getting a room. Sephiroth determined and stepped out of the stall, now feeling awkward being around Cecilia. "C... come on, Cecilia. Let's go."
Trinity Soul University
Volkia, marveled at everything around, wandered into the campus. Her attire made her look like someone who came from tropical island, turning some people's heads... including a silver-haired woman in a combat armor who eyed her with a strange animosity.
"Volkia, the Dragonkin Champion?" The silver-haired elf girl, Riel, spoke to herself from the distance. Her eyes burned with hatred as she shouted to confirm the hypothesis. "Are you Volkia, the Dragonkin Champion of the Arena ton Theon?"
Volkia turned her head to find a rather stern-looking elf girl asking of her identity. It would make sense that some people would recognize her in this magical community. Was she a fan? "Yes, that would be me." She answered, almost ready to accept any request for an autograph.
Riel's response, however, was very hostile. Drawing her bow and creating a nocked arrow made of green gust of wind, she declared: "My name is Riel Eryuell, ranger and princess of the Eryuell empire. You've slain my cousin, Garnell Evandar, in one of your tournaments. For that, I shall have my vengeance with your blood."
Riel fired. Even though Volkia wasn't ready, she was able to dodge the attack by quickly jumping to the side; otherwise the arrow would've struck her head and killed her instantly. Volkia's eyes suddenly changed: her pupils narrowed to the point of looking like a regular slit dragon pupils as she chanted a spell to create a giant blood scythe out of the staff she was holding. Suddenly, a battle between who could possibly be the two most exotic freshmen emerged.
"I- ah-" Sephiroth was too dazed to come up with a comprehensive answer until she caught herself. Shaking her head, she patted Cecilia's head while answering: "I think it's better to apologize to her for our... lewd behavior. I'm sure she must've been shocked to see you like that."
Sephiroth then picked up her dress shirt, dusted off anything that would've landed on it, and wore it. As she buttoned her shirt, she couldn't help but feel both hot and cold at the same time: hot because of the embarrassing event that has happened, and cold because of how the said event killed her mood. Next time, I'm getting a room. Sephiroth determined and stepped out of the stall, now feeling awkward being around Cecilia. "C... come on, Cecilia. Let's go."
Trinity Soul University
Volkia, marveled at everything around, wandered into the campus. Her attire made her look like someone who came from tropical island, turning some people's heads... including a silver-haired woman in a combat armor who eyed her with a strange animosity.
"Volkia, the Dragonkin Champion?" The silver-haired elf girl, Riel, spoke to herself from the distance. Her eyes burned with hatred as she shouted to confirm the hypothesis. "Are you Volkia, the Dragonkin Champion of the Arena ton Theon?"
Volkia turned her head to find a rather stern-looking elf girl asking of her identity. It would make sense that some people would recognize her in this magical community. Was she a fan? "Yes, that would be me." She answered, almost ready to accept any request for an autograph.
Riel's response, however, was very hostile. Drawing her bow and creating a nocked arrow made of green gust of wind, she declared: "My name is Riel Eryuell, ranger and princess of the Eryuell empire. You've slain my cousin, Garnell Evandar, in one of your tournaments. For that, I shall have my vengeance with your blood."
Riel fired. Even though Volkia wasn't ready, she was able to dodge the attack by quickly jumping to the side; otherwise the arrow would've struck her head and killed her instantly. Volkia's eyes suddenly changed: her pupils narrowed to the point of looking like a regular slit dragon pupils as she chanted a spell to create a giant blood scythe out of the staff she was holding. Suddenly, a battle between who could possibly be the two most exotic freshmen emerged.
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