[center][h3][color=D77CFF]Trinity Stratos
Ariel's Tails - To the match[/color][/h3]
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[@twave][@samreaper][@Lunarlord34][/center]

"[color=D77CFF]Your mom makes magiteck? No kiddin'[/color]." Did that explain why Ariel's magic is so weird? She'd never seen or heard of anything like what Ariel had going on, and she'd seen more than one body doubled up on souls. "[color=D77CFF]You'll have to let me see her designs, too. We can swap notes.[/color]" It'd been a while since she'd done anything more complex than locomotion. These last two years have really helped her sharpen her design edge, but the requests are never very complex. She kind of wanted a challenge.

She was busy hugging a tail and rubbing her face on it when Ariel stopped. She peeked up, not taking very long to spot D'Angelo. She hid briefly among the tails, realizing that her wardrobe was, perhaps, vaguely compromised. Quick fix, no problem.

She only recognized D'Angelo because it was hard not to. She hasn't spoken to him at all, or had any interaction with him, but he was certainly recognizable. "[color=D77CFF]You were in the guild hall. I'm Trinity. What'd you do to Nolan to make him so mad, I didn't see? I just saw you on the floor.[/color]"

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Trinity had been so caught up in the fluff and the relaxation of body and mind that she didn't even notice where they were going. Maybe it was selfish, but she couldn't get excited about the match. Part of her did want to watch, it was true, but... that part of her that missed her own magic... The words of encouragement from earlier that day echoed in her mind, from Mark, Jarvis, and Niel. Yeah, no, she shouldn't be so down on herself. She was still capable of great things, even like this. But, even reminding herself of that...