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mooglenet_backup[Early in the morning, Mjrn is winding her way around Lindblum's streets. Her spear is in hand, and a backpack hangs from one shoulder. She pays little attention to the noise and bustle of those around her, doing her best to ignore what snatches of conversation reach her ears. Normally bright-eyed and curious about everything, the young Viera seems lost in thought. Even the warbling of the fat little cockatrice accompanying her does not pierce that mental fog.
Despite giving little notice to her surroundings, Mjrn walks with purpose. She pauses only to purchase some fresh fruit and other food for Chit from a startled vendor before moving onward, toward the gate. Even though she was growing accustomed to the noise and numbers of humes and others within the city, Mjrn at the moment just needs to be away. Not even intermittent drizzling or clouds that threaten more of the same are going to keep her from venturing outside the city's walls. As far as the young Viera is concerned, it's time to train.]
[ooc: This takes place the day of Penelo's arrival, but obviously before that happens.]
Despite giving little notice to her surroundings, Mjrn walks with purpose. She pauses only to purchase some fresh fruit and other food for Chit from a startled vendor before moving onward, toward the gate. Even though she was growing accustomed to the noise and numbers of humes and others within the city, Mjrn at the moment just needs to be away. Not even intermittent drizzling or clouds that threaten more of the same are going to keep her from venturing outside the city's walls. As far as the young Viera is concerned, it's time to train.]
[ooc: This takes place the day of Penelo's arrival, but obviously before that happens.]
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Date: 2010-03-09 09:52 pm (UTC)Before we gathered at Matoya's Cave, Nanaki stated that he believed you had healed him. There was no further complaint, so I believe that to be a good sign. He is strong, and your magic must be strong as well.
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Date: 2010-03-10 12:36 am (UTC)[She was still very angry about the experiments Dr. Cid conducted on Nanaki because it proved just how corrupt these men of science really are.]
I was shocked. He was so thin, so fragile. Even the light upon his tail was dimmed along with the gleam within his eyes.
I was terrified but now, now I am hoping for the best.
[Glancing up towards the sky again, a question popped into her mind regarding the long-eared woman beside her.]
...Say, where are you from?
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Date: 2010-03-10 09:34 pm (UTC)I am from Ivalice...and before then, the Wood. The Wood is the origin of all Viera.