[h2]Qingque[/h2]
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[@FujiwaraPhoenix][@Raineh Daze][@FujiwaraPhoenix]
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Of everything Qingque was expecting, it was not the sound of the death knell of her vacation, or more importantly her actually finally getting truly fired. Not even seconds after running over to the guy did Fu Xuan's familiar voice meet Qingque's ears. Of all the rotten luck, why did she have to get dragged here to? Was this some cruel Aeonic prank?

"Haeh?! Master Diviner!?" She couldn't help but to let out a particularly loud yelp, eyes wide and a clear look of fear plastered on her features. "A-ahem. Uh, ahem. Y-yeah, Golden Hour. I uh. There was a...game tournament on the Yuque. I uh, just happened to win and uh, yeah, so I was there." Right, that wasn't important right now though, was it? Change the subject, that'll work.

It seemed they had all been spirited away. The work of a Heliobus? Doubtful since well, they all seemed to be from other places and -

"Wait wait wait, you guys don't know Golden Hour? At least tell me you guys know of Penacony? The Planet of Festivities?" Surely everyone knew the name of the Planet of Festivities unless maybe they were from some world on the edge of IPC space or something.