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[sub][color=FFB6C1]In the Sanctuary[/color][/sub]
[sub]Interacting With: Vilkas ([@GrizzTheMauler]), Voltaire ([@Ithradine])[/sub][/center]
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Stephanie couldn’t help but hear Voltaire speak a bit rudely to her as if he didn’t want any conversation in the morning. As if he has a specific routine when he first wakes up. All she could do was a bit a gentle smile towards him, but couldn’t help if she poked a bear of a great anger or rage. [color=FFB6C1][i]”Uhhh.. did I piss him off somehow? I was only trying to be friendly.”[/i][/color] Stephanie thought to herself with a bit of a look on her face of sorry towards Voltaire. In terms of her reaction to what he had said, made her a bit worried if she shouldn’t have been too friendly and said hello, unless this is how he usually is. [color=FFB6C1]”Voltaire, thanks for the chat.”[/color] Stephanie said, with a gentle smile nonetheless. She was visibly a bit worried in how she was moving, since she always tries to be the friendliest person ever.

In terms of everything, she was really distracted with the choices of her words to Voltaire and hopefully he would be a bit more approachable later. It’s pretty much obvious she didn’t understand why he’s so angry and doesn’t like conversation this early in the morning. She heard Vilkas speak about her weapon’s elemental affinity being brash, which is definitely saying much since her mother forced it upon her. Her mood, however, improved when he said she would be more with water or even air, which made her smile happily at what he said. [color=FFB6C1]”Thank you Vilkas… In terms of saying water first since it is my element of choice… that’s what I primarily use. My mother’s Firebrand Rapier, is a bit unwieldy for me since it has a mind of its own… it seems. Sure you can look at the weapon. My Mother Rita and my father Derrick outright forced me to wield their elemental weapons I didn’t have a choice in what I want at all… Rita kinda told me that Water is too safe or bubbly is what she called it...”[/color] Stephanie said, a bit down at saying what her mother exactly said about Water, which is her element of choice to use. She lifted up her mother’s weapon, which started to hum in a slight strange noise since it was alike it was ‘actively’ fighting Stephanie’s grasp or something. The Rapier was definitely a bit more unwieldy than a rapier should be, it was built as if it was for killing and not ‘friendly’ sword play. [color=FFB6C1]”My father’s weapon is called the Icebrand Short sword...”[/color] Stephanie said since she outright dislikes the Short sword a bit more since its backfires are the worst to deal with.

Stephanie didn’t really want to hold the Firebrand Rapier any longer since her hand was shaking a bit because of all the bad memories was flowing back to her. It was mostly because of when she was training with it and the Icebrand Short sword. She was utterly not happy right now but she sat down after Vilkas took it off her hands and started to eat her breakfast next to him. [color=FFB6C1]”I… don’t like… how my parents were trying to make me into a killer...”[/color] Stephanie said. It’s pretty amazing all the time she was using the weapons she never once killed someone, the nickname she got from the Sword was enough to keep them away from her at least. She’s somewhat grateful she kept her child-like appreciation and being so open with everyone definitely helps. It caused her more pain than anything leaving her hometown but had to do it to completely lose the dread of having something awful to her. It was specifically the reason why she went to the Sanctuary in the first place.