[center][color=orchid][h2]Aiko Yume[/h2][/color]
[img]https://i.imgur.com/ol5AA58.png[/img]
[color=orchid][b]Time:[/b][/color] Mid-Day
[b][color=orchid]Location:[/color][/b] River Fairy Kingdom
[b][color=orchid]Inventory:[/color][/b] Lightly-ornate robes, pouch of amas, parasol, peacock fan
[b][color=orchid]Interactions:[/color][/b] Yuka [@princess], Orias [@Helo][/center]

This kingdom was like a massive dream, unto itself. A lively place, almost festive, with a certain ethereal quality in the air. The days were actually rather pleasant here, perhaps due in part to all the foliage. Something about the vitality of this place made it easier, though that same energy about the place made the nights fantastic. They'd spent their time here in a way not unlike Yuka. The culture here tended to throw inhibition to the wind, and nobody bat an eye at their transformations. Perhaps out of habit, they didn't tend to shift in front of anyone. Maybe they thought it was just a glamour, or didn't even really care what it was? Or maybe it was [i][url=https://www.reddit.com/r/Komi_san/comments/chkb9n/thought_you_guys_would_like_a_finger_guns_vector/]cool[/url][/i].

At any rate, it made for a wonderful home for a drifter. Their recent adventure had been like taking a short but very clouded and mysterious fall onto a bed of flowers. Nevermind the fell wind. It was easy to forget the trouble on their heels, but Orias was sure to remember. The fallen royalty had something to prove, but to whom? Aiko wasn't in the habit of prying or pestering, only peeping. It was only their nature.

What wasn't their nature was training. Yuka was powerful in a confrontation, somehow. Orias had martial skill, and probably magical skill buried in there somewhere. Doubt could be a powerful thing, but it was hard to believe it was only that. The point was, they could actually be the weak link in a confrontation. Relying on raw magical power might work at night, but no way they could rely on that during the day.

That peacock fan was a nice magic focus. When it was open, it would form a sort of blade, over the edge of the fan. The magic could be shot out by closing it, or you could point it around and shoot. They should have gotten a few of them, it felt like you'd want two. Maybe they should ask Yuka to spar or something?

On this particular day, Aiko was doing nothing in particular; enjoying the peace of this place and soaking in the energies. They had caught sight of Yuka and followed her in to find Orias. The poor fellow, having to manage this cat. Aiko would attempt to calm her down by playing with her hair or scritching her head. Behind her ear, perhaps? Too much and we'd be doing something else, but a little in the not wrong spot might do it. "[color=orchid]My, you do get excited. Not exactly who I would expect in a royal hunting party, but neither am I.[/color]"