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[@Rune_Alchemist](ARL)

Magnus was excited at the cyclops' words, hurrying after her at the revelation that she knew where their client was. On the walk there, Magnus' eyes were absolutely sparkling with childlike wonder, thinking about the flying machine and all of its glory, finally seeing it and just about struck down in his awe. Setting the pelts down, he listened carefully to the words of the inventor Kyle. He wanted to make absolutely sure that the construction went smoothly...he was no genius, but he assumed Kyle had to be to have such confidence in himself to make a flight with a metal machine. 

Nodding emphatically, Magnus thought this plan would work, though...he suddenly stopped to tilt his head a bit. [color=FF5353][b]"Wait...w-wouldn't it be safer to jump off something smaller than a cliff first to test it? W-What if a wing breaks and it falls?"[/b][/color] he questioned, clearly concerned for the inventor. He'd heard a lot about novice mages trying to make levitation spells work from too high up and...well...winding up dead not so high up after. 

[color=FF5353][b]"I-I'm not saying your machine won't work...I hope it really does, but...just in case?"[/b][/color] Magnus added, really hoping that he could at least convince Kyle to try it first on something like a rooftop of a house. After all, breaking a leg is better than breaking everything. [color=FF5353][b]"E-either way, do you know where we can find some Morning Light flowers?"[/b][/color]

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[@Eviledd1984], [@Rune_Alchemist](CHR)

Christine certainly seemed confident that Nephele would do just fine with no experience. A small smile was settled on Nephele's face, though the murmur of "other stuff" confused her a bit. Was...was this supposed to be a romance? Well, that would be a bit awkward with two women, but she supposed that as long as it was only acting, then there wasn't anything really wrong with it. A murder mystery seemed very interesting, and she hoped that at the very least she wouldn't be caught acting poorly or in a foolish manner, given that the only murder mysteries she'd read were outdated by a hundred years or so. 

Adjusting her tie, she took in the air of the stage and the air of the dining room, taking a deep breath to calm herself. Then, she realized...Maria was nowhere to be seen. Looking around, curious as to why her friend was absent, she hurried over to Gerald, simultaneously curious as to whether it was really okay to have a woman play his daughter's cute-butt-savior. [color=A9A9A9][b]"Excuse me Sir, but have you seen Maria? And erm...is there perhaps a script I can look through? I feel I'm a bit lost, even with an explanation."[/b][/color]

Her ears perked up, trying to hear Maria amidst the clamor and noise of the stage being setup. It was nearly impossible...not helping the fact was that Maria was usually very soft spoken, and soft-stepping as well. Even her footsteps were quiet from all that fluff, so Nephele would simply have to hope that an answer arrived. Perhaps she simply went to buy something to eat.