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[color=FFE4E1]"I don't particularly mind though?"[/color] Cecilia replied, as Annabelle intercepted Serafaye's hands. [color=FFE4E1]"We're both girls here, after all~"[/color]

And while the spellblade's skin was soft and warm, owing to a combination of genetics and sleep, the star-maiden's skin was also nice. Soft, yet firm, and refreshingly cool, accompanied by a strange, sweet scent. Made her want to taste her, just a little bit. Later though. Locke wasn't having any of this, and the unconscious elf-knight was up too. Taking a couple steps back away from Serafaye, she cracked her neck, loosened up her shoulders, warmed up her calves, and said, [color=FFE4E1]"Probably imperials. Adventurers are prone to fighting each other too, and Galanon isn't the biggest bully in this region for no reason. Arte, can you ride double with Serafaye? And Locke, scan ahead for us with your little girls?"[/color]

She shifted into a running stance again, ready to take off.

[color=FFE4E1]"I'd say our best bet is just to punch through one of the alleyways, skip over a wall, and run...east? West? Pick one, I guess. Uh, three of you people. Can y'all do that?"[/color]