[center][color=gold][b][h1]Aerith Hastings[/h1][/b][/color][/center]

[center][i][h3]Peppin House #1, Cham, Priestella[/h3][/i][/center]

[@Ryofu][@FamishedPants][@BrokenPromise]

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The green-eyed girl nearly smiled as Fritzi praised her use of magic, albeit held in the feeling of minor excitement instead to exert for a more calming, humble smile at the appreciation physically. But practice? Perhaps that would be the best thing if she was to get any better at this. Or perhaps, er, more survivable at this at least. At least if they died again and actually....ah. The thought sent a chill up the girl's spine as she pondered it. Her mind chased it away like a horrid taboo, with the smallest possible vestiges of cold sweat forming at her hairline. No, there was no way she was going to be bending over for that. Not again. Please, for the love of whomever had brought her here, of whatever gods existed in this world, not again....even the slightest recollection of that almost sent her into a panic internally. 

Breathing a couple of times to herself to try to avoid the visage of panic again, Aerith looked over as the other two males as they attempted to use magic as well. These things they could do were....well, interesting to say the least. She wondered if anything like was possible for her....cloud of apparently dark spores aside. Letting out a small, restrained sigh in some attempt to vent the minor inkling of frustration, Aerith began to get to work instantly as Fritzi finally left them all to their business. Though watching Hiro make his way towards the door with a chair, Aerith looked back at a few of the other ones before glancing to Alistair. 

[color=gold]"I'll help Hiro with a couple of chairs, at least the smaller ones. If you can fill me one of the other buckets, will start scrubbing as soon as i get back in! Be right back!"[/color] she said, her voice channeling a bit of positivity as she went over to pick up a could of the smaller chair in the house nearby. 

Had these been for any children, perhaps? Aerith wondered so as she hefted them up a bit onto one arm, her stamina and strength not slacking such as to not be able to stuff like this. She had been an avid swimmer, after all, good stamina and some strength having been built up at least for her over time with that. However, after these she'd see if a stool or two was possible to get out before moving on with things. 

Walking carefully over to the door, Aerith raised an eyebrow at how it was closed. Reaching out with her right arm, the dark-haired girl attempted to open it so she could come outside as well to drop off a couple of the smaller chairs. It at least would maybe (in Aerith's mind) help Hiro that much faster get to assisting them in cleaning other bits of the house otherwise, considering his height and all.