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[Action - Open to any in Mysidia]

[Ah, Mysidia. Ursula was a bit delayed in reaching the mage town, thanks to other issues. Nonetheless, the princess has kept to her word and with Ceodore at her side. An unusually quiet, distant Ceodore. She's still not certain what has triggered the change in his demeanor, but there just hasn't been time alone to ask. Maybe she'll find out later, when he stops denying that he's fine.

At any rate, she's now wandering the town, heading in the vague direction of the Hall of Prayer but also content to explore until she runs into the white mage. The princess is curious as to how the other town from her world is adjusting to Gaia, and so she'll be stopping to chat with anyone who will give her the time. The temporary change of scenery is welcome and she plans to take full advantage of it.

At some point, Ursula pauses abruptly and peers around with wide eyes. She could have sworn she heard a very familiar voice....]

...Mother...?

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[Ceodore frowns and tries to shoo Porom by flinging an arm over his head.]

Hey! Cut it out.

Fine. You can do it yourself.

[She hands him the hairbrush. Sorry, Ceo, you're not escaping this encounter with unbrushed hair.]

It's wonderful to see both of you in person again. The skyphones are amazing devices but they're so impersonal.

[Ursula nods in full agreement.]

At least they allowed us to meet again. We would have arrived sooner, but I had to return that item I found to its proper owner. At least that matter is settled.

[No sorry, he doesn't want the hairbrush and will be shoving it back at Porom. Maybe he doesn't want airship hair either, but he's already touchy about other stuff and can we please not humiliate him in front of Ursula?]

[She's not going to be overtly pushy about this with Ursula around, she is the twin with some tact after all, but she is going to be passive-agressive and refuse to take the hairbrush back. And periodically give him glares that somehow communicate 'brush. your. hair' until the airship hair is dealt with.]

That's good. You've both been well, then? Has his highness recovered fully?

[Ursula nods.]

He's doing well. I would not have suggested us departing were it otherwise.

The town seems astir, though. I kept hearing about an injured traveler...?

[Fine. FINE! But he's not staying here to do it. The girls are talking anyway and he feels like a third wheel so after an annoyed snort, Ceodore will just walk off where he can't be seen.]

[Porom nods.]

He arrived a few days ago, injured from falling from his chocobo. He's doing much better now, he's still in the infirmary if you want to visit him.

Oh, I wouldn't want to disturb his rest. I'm glad he's doing better, though.

[She watches Ceodore retreat and shakes her head.]

He's been a little odd ever since we left Troia. Maybe I was wrong to encourage him.

[She sighs.]

I'd have expected him to enjoy the trip after being stuck in Troia for so long. Still, I suppose he can't have particularly good memories of Mysidia.

[She gives a shrug and then smiles. She's not too worried. From having a brother and teaching the younger mages she's learned one valuable lesson: teenage boys tend to act like teenage boys.]

Don't worry about him, I'm sure he'll be fine. I trust you're well?

[Ursula nods.]

I am, though I think I might have to begin searching for a new mentor. I dislike not waiting for Father, but nor could I face him if I didn't do all I could to improve myself.

I think he would forgive you for continuing your training without him. I know I will be most displeased with my students should I return to find that they've been doing nothing to further their studies in my absence.

[She smiles]

And the people of different worlds may have different things to teach you. That new knowledge could only be good for Fabul as a kingdom.

[When Ceodore comes back, it's with brushed hair. ARE YOU HAPPY NOW POROM? Although it's still just not going to actually lay down being far too thick for that, and not nearly so glorious as his dad's. He'll thrust the brush in Porom's direction with a 'don't do that again' sort of look. Otherwise, he's not nearly so out of sorts as he was a moment ago.]

What'd I miss?

[Ursula nods, easing up at Porom's words. She doesn't want to let her father down, after all.]

This is true. I--

[She glances over to Ceodore with a smile.]

I need a new mentor, since Father is not with us.

[Porom smiles pleasantly as if she didn't just passive-agressive Ceodore into brushing his hair, taking the hairbrush back.]

I'm afraid I don't know of any monks on this world other than you. But I'm sure there must be someone who could train you.

You'll be able to find one. I'm sure.

Well, I did hear of one...but not in some time. I thought he had been planning to visit Troia, though I have not heard from him since. Perhaps it is time to change that...soon.

[She smiles at Porom.]

For now, I have another promise to keep.

[Porom nods, almost seeming sheepish. She's not used to having to learn things rather than instantly being good at them.]

Thank you again for this, Ursula. I'm grateful that you'd honour such a frivolous request.

[He looks between the two girls, genuinely perplexed.]

Huh? Oh that thing Porom wanted help with?

[Ursula nods to Ceodore.]

She wants to learn to dance.

[He would find out anyway, might as well tell him now.]

We can begin that whenever and wherever you wish.

It was never really part of my studies...

[Is she supposed to explain herself here? She's not needed a teacher for something in years. Crystals, how do you people put up with not knowing everything and instantly being good at everything you try? It's all kinds of awkward.]

If you're not tired from your journey, I think I'd like to begin as soon as possible.

[Well you can see how well Ceodore deals with not being good at something. Or not as good as his parents. Probably for the best Porom's not in that boat.]

Dance? Uh, she doesn't know?

[He suffered those lessons young. How does Porom not know? Wait a second...]

Um, do you need me for this?

[Oh, good, he's catching on. Ursula grins.]

It would help if we gave her a good example to follow, don't you think?

[She doesn't know because it doesn't really come up nearly as much when you're not royalty and all your plans for the future point to 'stay in this one town and read books and pray a lot'. Funny how that works. She nods cheerfully.]

That would be very helpful.

I-I guess.

[Oh man... not that he's bad at- well no, he's clumsy. He's not all that great at dancing. Brave face. Putting on a brave face. It's just dancing, not fighting malboros.]

Where?

[Because he refuses to do this in the middle of town.]

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