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[h2][color=faebd7][b][u]       Lotte ⛨ Chaubert       [/u]
[sup][sup]Current Location: Nika's Forge[/sup][/sup][/b][/color][/h2]
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[color=faebd7]"..."[/color]

Lotte woke up in the early hours of the evening, after taking a refreshing afternoon nap. In fact, the night long hammering of forges would make it hard for someone with ears as acute as Lotte's to sleep properly. Seriously, didn't these students know their limits? Not have most of them skipped any significant meal during the day, now they were trying to pull an all-nighter?

Then again, that wasn't something that someone of Lotte's standing could so something about. But at least she could try to mitigate it by offering her help to whoever was willing to take it. After a few minutes, since Lotte began walking around the forges helping some of the students who were very much like dehydrated, suffering from overexertion or just hungry, she would arrive at a particular one.

Nika probably one of the few students that could potentially endure such an effort and still be in working conditions latter. However, unlikely the blades she forged, even Nika wasn't made of iron, certainly there could be something that Lotte could do for her. [color=faebd7]"Sorry for the intrusion, miss."[/color] Lotte's voice was a placid deadpan, barely audible as she slid inside of Nika's forge holding a quasi-empty jar of somewhat lukewarm orange juice.

Lotte remained dead silent, one could even say unblinking, as she stared at Nika for a long time, before finally saying, [color=faebd7]"Is there anything you may need?"[/color]
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