[b]Astarte
Level 4 Goddess of Magic (Souls)
39 MP, 7 FP[/b]

The last thing she expected was to have a fellow God speak to her in that tone. What had she ever done to Toun to deserve such an acid greeting? His words stung like a stab through the heart. Her lip quivered and her eyes watered. Thankfully, her hair covered that first reaction. She lifted her face and moved her bangs away from her face. Then she looked at Toun with the harshest expression she could muster, which came out as a mix of defiance and arrogance.

"H-"

Yet Vestec appeared. He made a show of defending Astarte from Toun's words. A show meant to make her feel better, no doubt, but which ultimately had the opposite effect.

It's always been like this. Ever since she started getting involved with the rest of the Gods, trouble would find her and she'd be defenseless. Spineless. Someone would have to come and save her. Was she really that weak? That... Useless?

Astarte slouched over, bangs obscuring her expression once more.

[b]"Astarte, my dear, care to come with me? We can find something fun to do. After all, there's an entire universe for us to explore."[/b]

She looked at Vestec through the curtain of hair, mouth slightly ajar and forming a neat little 'o'. She went to grab his hand but stopped herself and stood up on her own.

"Yeah... Sure, let's go. I'm not welcome at the memorial of my siblings, anyway." [i]'Maybe going with Vestec will stop Brown's nagging for a while, either way.'[/i]

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Astarte Is about to respond to Toun when she's interrupted by Vestec's arrival. By the time he finished speaking, she's lost the drive to respond to the perfectionist and simply accepts Vestec's proposal.
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