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[monk-princess.livejournal.com]

[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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[monk-princess.livejournal.com]

Hm, good question.

[Ursula looks to Porom, certain she would be able to name a suitable place.]

[praygenius.livejournal.com]

[She gives it a few seconds' thought and then motions for the guests to follow her, leading them to an empty building.]

This was a weapon shop back home, but nothing but the building found its way here.

[Sure enough, there's nothing in the building but the weapons racks by the walls.]

Sorry for the hold up

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

[It's actually a little disturbing to see the weapon shop so... empty. Not that Ceodore had spent a great deal of time lingering in Mysidia, they'd been in a hurry to get back, but still...]

Is everything in Mysidia this barren?

[monk-princess.livejournal.com]

[Ursula peers around, likewise disturbed.]

I heard that when this place arrived, it was entirely devoid of people. I wonder why....

[praygenius.livejournal.com]

[Porom shifts her weight from foot to foot uncomfortably. She's become used to the emptiness of a town that was so alive back home but it's still not easy to consider.]

It's just me and the students the Regent sent from Lindblum. It's- there's about twenty of us. And the moogles won't come here unless they have to. Something about a clown and a cruel man after that.

[And then she just shakes her head, grits her teeth and smiles.]

There must be some reason for it. I'll know one day. For now, I just have to persevere. Twenty is more than none, after all. And- [She almost begins speaking about how she's sensed her brother's presence and then changes her mind. It's difficult to explain.]

-never mind. But don't worry yourselves too much about Mysidia. I won't let it stay this way.

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

[If there's anything Ceodore's figured out about Porom, other than she's an exceptional mage, is that if she makes up her mind about something, she's nigh on to unmovable.]

You'll do we-

[He stops short when he smells something. Something familiar. Like his grandmother's house in Baron. Don't mind the boy, but his stomach can and will override almost any other concern, and his nose is leading him to find the source.]

What is that?

[monk-princess.livejournal.com]

[Ursula starts to nod to Porom, then glances to Ceodore.]

Hm? What do you mean, Ceodore?

[praygenius.livejournal.com]

Is something here, Ceodore?

[There were a few local monsters making their homes in the abandoned buildings when she arrived, she thought she'd got rid of them all already. Had she missed one?]

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

Can't you smell it? It's... delicious!

[And whatever it is, it's tasty enough to set Ceodore's stomach grumbling. However, the smell is gone as quick as it came, making him look around in confusion.]

Where'd it go?

[monk-princess.livejournal.com]

[She just shakes her head.]

I didn't smell anything....

[praygenius.livejournal.com]

I don't, either. Are you hungry?

[She's not quite aware that this may not be the wisest question to ask Ceodore.]

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

Yeah kind of.

[He rubs his stomach, absently. Always is actually the better answer, but he's a little too occupied trying to figure out the source of that smell. Eventually he'll just shrug it off.]

That was strange. So dancing, right?

[monk-princess.livejournal.com]

[She knows about Ceodore's always-active appetite, but since he brushed it aside, so does she.]

Right. I was thinking we could start with something simple and go from there.

[praygenius.livejournal.com]

That sounds like a good plan, yes.

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

[He nods once then holds out a hand. Not that he minds helping exactly, but stuff like swordplay is far more impressive in his opinion. Still, this is one of those learn by doing things.]

[monk-princess.livejournal.com]

[Ursula smiles, and her smile says 'relax, Ceodore'. She's not asking him to do anything he doesn't know how to do anyway.]

A waltz, then?

[praygenius.livejournal.com]

[Porom nods, smiling]

That sounds simple enough.

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

Ursula?

[He assumes he's going to demonstrate with her, not with Porom. Who is old. OLD.]

[monk-princess.livejournal.com]

[Ursula nods encouragingly.]

Whenever you're ready.

[Since he's supposed to lead and all.]

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

[He places one hand on Ursula's waist and takes hold of the other one, starting off with nothing more than a simple 3-step box step. They can get to the more complex stuff later.]