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Emilia could only initially quirk her eyebrow at Mason's response to her. How would he know that Tempest had gone here before if he himself was new to the camp just like her? While she was confused about that revelation, her anger got the better of her as she crumpled up her and her brother's cabin assignments as well as schedules when she balled her hands into fists.
[color=#3C881A]"It's called looking for a purple lanyard, smartness...were you even paying attention? Heck, you could have just went to the table if you really needed it..."[/color] She grumbled under her breath before looking back up at the sickeningly handsome Mason. It was definitely clear from where she stood that his soul was an ugly, putrid gray, something she wouldn't want to be around for long, but there were a few specks of yellow and blue in there, which probably meant he wasn't too bad. That wasn't going to stop Emilia from continuing however. [color=#3C881A]"Huh? Me? Jealous? Why would I be jealous of some stuck up prick who can't use common sense? She's way out of your league anyways!"[/color] Emilia was planning on saying more, but her focus was shifted to the rainbow colored soul, Tempest. It was quite odd to see a multitude of colors so evenly split between one person; she had to be special. Emilia couldn't help but delay her response to stare just a little bit longer. [color=#3C881A]"... ... ...Since you've been here before you should know that appearances can be deceiving. And I am thirteen if you must know. Now, if this man could go shoo for a few minutes, I really want to ta--"[/color] Before she could finish what she wanted to say, Emilia felt a light tug on her hair. Eyes twitching ever so slightly, the girl turned, only to see her slightly taller brother standing beside her. [color=#3C881A]"What are you doing here? I thought you were saving our seat?"[/color] She questioned, her earlier annoyance disappearing entirely from her voice.

Fei tilted his head ever so slightly before he finally opened his mouth.
[color=#E50D00]"...A lady said her feet were hurting..."[/color] He answered, causing Emilia to facepalm. She couldn't help but adore his kindness, but now they were stuck having to find another seat.
[color=#3C881A]"Sigh, it's fine, just don't wander off, okay?"[/color] Fei nodded slowly in response before looking up at both Tempest and Mason. A bit confused as to why they were looking at them, the ruby-eyed boy bowed slightly.
[color=#E50D00]"H-Hello Mister...Miss..."[/color] He greeted before Emilia whispered how he didn't have to be nice to them.

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