[h2]Miina Malina[/h2]

She'd only just arrived but already the soldiers were in open retreat. Not that Miina could claim any responsibility for that one; she just provided a little incomplete healing and a few ice spells in trade from behind cover... which only looked more inadequate next to the absolute torrent the other mage pulled out to whittle down the escapees. The healing had to come for something, right? Even if it was insufficient, they wouldn't think she was here to spy and going easy on the invaders, would they?    

Maybe she should just run while everyone was distracted–crap they were already looking this way. And after that crystal escape she wouldn't have time for her plan B.

Myaaaaaa...

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Standing in line for introductions, Miina fiddled with her sleeves and... well, it wasn't eye contact. Mostly it was looking at the larger Mystral's chest, since that was about right [i]and[/I] basically straight ahead.

"Ummm... Miina M-Malina. I'm j-j-just l-l-l... my brother. In O-Osprey. There w-was a checkpoint, g-g-g–going [i]around[/I]." Eight, it was hard enough to explain things normally and now she was worried they were going to kill her for being too incompetent to not be a plant. Under the coat, her tail curled protectively around.

If she wasn't mumbling so much, she'd look more bored than scared.