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"That's great!" Penny says to Dana. "You already seem to have pretty good control of it, you'll probably be a natural Ars Magi. All I know is how to turn it on and off, though I will admit it's an easy way to entertain my younger brothers and sisters by holding a lamp in my fingers and lighting it."
She turns to ask Victoria.
"I haven't really read up on the numbers, but... how many students enroll at the academy every year? And how many students overall are there?"
Sarah
The trip had taken quite a bit, the young girl getting a bit winded after all that walking, but the thought of someone there, waiting for her with the key to her past kept her walking briskly forwards. Not to mention she's been getting a little anxious for some company; she hasn't seen anyone since she first woke up, and it was getting kind of lonely. Even if they only talked for a bit, it would help her feel better.
As it turns out, she didn't have to search long. At the mouth of the skull-shaped cave was a squat and heavyset man, with thick beard and piercing gaze from his one eye. She pauses for a second, before stepping forwards to meet him.
After a few, long moments the girl finally arrived, huffing a little from the effort. "Well now, hello.... Oracle." The girl looked a little fazed but was polite. Pip made a few sounds and stood up, "Be calm Pip, be calm" the small animal sat back down.
Kensu took another long draw from his pipe, "I am Kensu Thunderfist, Wizard of the Island and Keeper of the.... well, of you I guess." A smile touched his lips. "You've been asleep for a long time girl, I cannot say if you've ever been awake. Welcome, to our world."
Sarah pauses, and then speaks up.
"Thank you, Kensu... kind sir," Sarah says with a bow. "My name is Sarah - or I think that's my name. It's a pleasure to meet you. And no, I don't recall... anything really. Just... glimpses of things.
"I... I have so many questions to ask...
"Though I might want to start by asking; was your house in the village? I kind of ate someone's roast fish, but I was hungry... I-I didn't mean to steal anyone's food..."
"Hello Sarah, I'm glad you ate. That was to be my dinner, but you are welcome to it."
"Ah! I didn't know it was your food! I'm sorry!" Sarah says as she blushes hard and gives a sharp bow. She breathes a sigh of relief when he seems okay with it.
"So what happened to the village? There's nobody there. It's supposed to have people, right?"
"The village was attacked. It happened last night. I was in this cave, just there, mapping and searching. When I returned to the village all my people were gone," his voice choked just a little, but he worked hard to control his emotions. "That is why I am here, and that is what puts us in the precarious position we find ourselves in right now."
"Oh," Sarah says, her face going a bit pale. "I'm very sorry to hear that, sir Kensu. I hope they're alright..."
"Thank you, that's very kind. I'll tell you, inside of the caves is a weapon, a sword, said to harness the very thunder from the sky. I myself have worked hard to understand this force of our world, but I have only been so successful. With the sword hidden in this caves depths, well, truth be told I don't know what it will do, but our legends tell us that it is part of mecha left over from the old ones, and that it has incredible power."
"It's not on the map back on town, is it?" she asks. "I've read the map quickly and memorized it, but I didn't see any clues as to the sword's location."
"HAHAHAA!! That map has been my burden to make over the last 20 years! Memorized it you say? Well, that's quite a fete, maybe your kind will live up to the myths after all." Kensu smiled and toked on his pipe.
"That's very generous of you, sir," she says with a blush. "Right now, I'm just a lost girl with so many questions, and I'm not even sure what my purpose is. I'm going to need some time to fulfill whatever is expected of me - but rest assured I'll do my best."
"You speak wisdom. I have been in the depths of these caves as far as I can imagine to go, but I've never found the sword. I... I don't even know where there is left to look." He dropped his hands to his lap, he let his countenance fall, "I will stay and guard the cave. I do not know where the mist came from, but I have my suspicions. Maybe, if you find the sword, you can save us all."
"Brup.. rup! Brrup!" chimed Pip. Kensu smiled.
"Pip will join you, he has been with me through these caves and he will light your way. I wish you a safe journey, and when you get back, I'll have you more fish." Kensu couldn't help it, he felt something of a grandfatherly affection for the girl. He hoped this would be different from the boy from the Leaf shrine, hopefully this Oracle will find the sword, hopefully this young one will stay safe.
"Thank you very much, kind sir Kensu," Sarah says with a bow. "I'll try and find the sword as quickly as I can."
She follows the dog in, though as she finds herself away from the entrance, she gives into the temptation and gently rubs the dog's fur, feeling how soft and pleasant it is to the touch. She just wants to lift up the dog and cuddle him, but she's not sure how he'd react to a stranger he just met.
"Come on, Pip," she tells the dog, "let's get started. Maybe we'll be able to find that sword quickly..."
"Hello? Hellooo?" Sarah calls out looking around the village, trying to find someone, anyone. "Is there anyone here? Anyone at all?"
Silence. Not a creature stirring, no motion, no sign of life. Somehow, she doesn't think that's natural. No matter where she looks, she can't find anyone. What stops her is a sense of urgency to find this mysterious Kensu - but more importantly, the new, unpleasant sensation of sharp, throbbing pain in her feet.
She stops, sitting down on a nearby convenient stair, and studies her sore, dirty feet. She'd been walking since she woke from the capsule, and walking all the way barefoot on tender soles is rather unpleasant, she notes. She needs to find something to cover them, especially if she has a long way to go, which she probably does. She also notes her simple tunic, the only thing she was wearing during her long stasis sleep. It's not dirty or worn, but she blushes at the idea of going around wearing nothing but this. Better get some better clothes. Then her stomach rumbles, and she experiences her first brush with hunger. Some food is necessary, then.
The clothes were easy to find; the house she stopped at had a small but suitable wardrobe with a short dress, a cloak, and some spare clothes. It takes her a few minutes to change into her new clothes, mostly out of guilt the people living here would come in and find her ransacking their stuff. She isn't sure what they'd think, but something in her said it's probably impolite to take people's belongings without their permission, especially if they're away. Even though she lucks out and finds a good(ish) fit, and even a decent pair of boots, guilt is constantly nagging her in the back of her head. She promises herself that if she ever gets the chance, she'll repay these people for what she borrowed. She really needs it right now, but that's no reason to be rude, right?
Once properly clothed, food becomes a higher priority, especially as her hunger pangs have grown stronger, her body managing to recover enough from her sleep to properly process its biological functions. Again, luck favors her - there's a strong scent drawing her to the courtyard, one that smells weird but... very delicious. Sniffing about, she follows the scent, and finds some fish hanging over a fire. It's strange; she knows these things by name, but not by experience. Matching cold fact to living reality was strange, but pleasant. She kneels to the fire, pleased by the warmth it radiates - then pulls back with a squeal as she gets too close and burns a finger. She sucks on the finger to soothe it, an instinctive act, before taking it out and studying the burn. Fortunately, it was only a very slight burn, the pinkish skin a warning. Having taken the lesson to heart, she turns her attention to the fish, the source of the delightful smell, something which her hungry belly loudly demands.
She picks up one of the wood skewers, careful to avoid getting burnt again, and making sure to hold the cooler spots. She prods the fish to see if it's hot, cools it a bit by breathing on it, then nibbles on it to see if it's cooled down enough. Finding the taste delightful, she starts digging in with vigor, practically devouring the fish. She only stops when she feels herself bite on something hard. Reaching inside her mouth, she manages to pull out a fishbone. She proceeds to eat more carefully after that - and then manages to demolish a couple more fish rather efficiently. She buries the bones in the dirt, takes a few more fish and wraps them in some cloth, all the while guilt panging her again about stealing someone's food now, and goes to wash her hands and face in a nearby pool.
Going to the center of the village, she finds a map on a board, one with features and landmarks she recognizes from her walk. The only other feature left on the island was a skull-shaped cave, something that gave her a shiver despite the warm sun. Seems like that's the only place to go, so she notes the direction, takes a deep breath, and walks to the new destination. Much as she still feels guilty from borrowing the boots, she's glad she brought them along; the path seems to be a bit long.
She was dreaming again...
In the eternal slumber that enveloped her, she felt a familiar tingle of the vague hint of consciousness, one that would visit her from time to time in her long rest. It was a welcome change from the endless numbness, though the numbness had long since become a sort of odd, comfortable presence, enveloping her, as though protecting her from anything unfamiliar or unpleasant. She didn't know how long she'd been here, alone in this quiet, smothering solitude, with only glimpses of something in her own mind to keep her company from time to time.
It didn't help that whenever these brief dreams again, however briefly, she'd feel her mind too heavy and lethargic, as thought the numbness itself had claimed her for its own. Any attempt to reach out and grab a flittering vision were as clumsy and slow as a...
As what...? It was on the tip of her tongue. That always was the case in her long hibernation.
Weighed down by an unending lethargy, all she could do was see dreams of things unknown, things unexplained flitter before her, briefly illuminating the unyielding darkness of her mind, a prisoner in a cave contemplating a brief sight of light and wonder before her world is plunged once more into lethargy and darkness.
The darkness, so comforting and blanket, was also so frustrating. It felt as though it was a presence trying to both protect and smother her, keeping her covered, but leaving her unable to breathe openly. It was a heavy blanket over her senses, an overwhelming sluggishness overpowering her mind. She was simply too sleepy and tired to fight it, so she just let it wash over her, welcoming whatever brief flashess of dreams she could enjoy.
However, this time, it seemed to be... different. The 'dream' became sharper, more defined than the vague glimpses of before. Things slowly became more vivid, more focused, and she began seeing things both familiar and unfamiliar. She realized she could understand more, even though she's sure she's never seen these things before. Some things were glimpses of dreams gone by, only now she could comprehend them better. Others, though, were strange and unfamiliar, ranging from the uncertain to the frightening. Visions of things to come? Or had something unpleasant woken up in her?
She also realized her mind was slipping out of the endless darkness shrouding her being. Slowly but surely, she was becoming more and more aware of herself, of her existence. No longer a sleeper with brief glimpses of consciousness, but a waking person. She could think more clearly, though much of her mind was still lethargic, unused to the sudden freedom. It was tiring work, trying to call forth more and more mental energies, but the more she tried, the less difficult it became, and the more strength she felt she could call upon.
She also became acutely aware of the numbness receding, being slowly replaced by a biting cold. She feels herself tremble; not mentally, but physically! Actual physical sensation! It was... strange and utterly new, and yet so familiar and comforting she held on to it. An anchor in the endless darkness, a certainty in a world of endless sleep.
However, the sensations soon proved treacherous; her body is cold and shivering all over, and the light grows sharper, more piercing, utterly alien in a world once ruled by a dull blackness. She felt herself shift and shiver, dull echoes in her ears, as the sensations seemed to pull her from the comfortable womb she'd known all her life and pulling her upwards towards... something.
The sensations quickly overwhelmed her, and she found herself being forcibly awaken, consciousness crashing into her with great force... she felt herself being pulled up towards a bright, shimmering surface, like a pool...
Then she realizes...
...she is no longer dreaming...
In the eternal slumber that enveloped her, she felt a familiar tingle of the vague hint of consciousness, one that would visit her from time to time in her long rest. It was a welcome change from the endless numbness, though the numbness had long since become a sort of odd, comfortable presence, enveloping her, as though protecting her from anything unfamiliar or unpleasant. She didn't know how long she'd been here, alone in this quiet, smothering solitude, with only glimpses of something in her own mind to keep her company from time to time.
It didn't help that whenever these brief dreams again, however briefly, she'd feel her mind too heavy and lethargic, as thought the numbness itself had claimed her for its own. Any attempt to reach out and grab a flittering vision were as clumsy and slow as a...
As what...? It was on the tip of her tongue. That always was the case in her long hibernation.
Weighed down by an unending lethargy, all she could do was see dreams of things unknown, things unexplained flitter before her, briefly illuminating the unyielding darkness of her mind, a prisoner in a cave contemplating a brief sight of light and wonder before her world is plunged once more into lethargy and darkness.
The darkness, so comforting and blanket, was also so frustrating. It felt as though it was a presence trying to both protect and smother her, keeping her covered, but leaving her unable to breathe openly. It was a heavy blanket over her senses, an overwhelming sluggishness overpowering her mind. She was simply too sleepy and tired to fight it, so she just let it wash over her, welcoming whatever brief flashess of dreams she could enjoy.
However, this time, it seemed to be... different. The 'dream' became sharper, more defined than the vague glimpses of before. Things slowly became more vivid, more focused, and she began seeing things both familiar and unfamiliar. She realized she could understand more, even though she's sure she's never seen these things before. Some things were glimpses of dreams gone by, only now she could comprehend them better. Others, though, were strange and unfamiliar, ranging from the uncertain to the frightening. Visions of things to come? Or had something unpleasant woken up in her?
She also realized her mind was slipping out of the endless darkness shrouding her being. Slowly but surely, she was becoming more and more aware of herself, of her existence. No longer a sleeper with brief glimpses of consciousness, but a waking person. She could think more clearly, though much of her mind was still lethargic, unused to the sudden freedom. It was tiring work, trying to call forth more and more mental energies, but the more she tried, the less difficult it became, and the more strength she felt she could call upon.
She also became acutely aware of the numbness receding, being slowly replaced by a biting cold. She feels herself tremble; not mentally, but physically! Actual physical sensation! It was... strange and utterly new, and yet so familiar and comforting she held on to it. An anchor in the endless darkness, a certainty in a world of endless sleep.
However, the sensations soon proved treacherous; her body is cold and shivering all over, and the light grows sharper, more piercing, utterly alien in a world once ruled by a dull blackness. She felt herself shift and shiver, dull echoes in her ears, as the sensations seemed to pull her from the comfortable womb she'd known all her life and pulling her upwards towards... something.
The sensations quickly overwhelmed her, and she found herself being forcibly awaken, consciousness crashing into her with great force... she felt herself being pulled up towards a bright, shimmering surface, like a pool...
Then she realizes...
...she is no longer dreaming...
The first thing she is aware of is a voice in her ear, calling her name. It takes a struggle to open her eyes, and she can feel the sting of light hurt them, unused as they are to it. Yet when she finally manages, she turns to look at the source of the voice - a small, fairy-like being that glowed like a lamp. At first, its presence hurt her eyes and ears, still fresh from an age in cryostasis, but she quickly adapts, and hangs on to every word, her first input in heaven knows how long.
However, before she can ask the fairy anything, it fizzles out and disappears, leaving her alone once more. Sarah slowly starts getting up out of her pod, shivering at the sensation of cold, muscles and joints feeling odd after so long in hibernation. Slowly, surely, she manages to get up, puts a foot out of the chamber, and nearly slips and falls, only to catch herself by grabbing a railing in time. Breathing heavily, unused to the physical effort, she takes a moment to gather her strength, and takes her first steps. At first, they're halting and unsure, with a couple missteps almost sending her sprawling on the ground, but she quickly adjusts, and soon finds herself walking with almost complete confidence. The sensation of shivering is also gone, her body shaking off the long sleep rather quickly, though the stiffness in her joints and body remains.
Now that she's free of the pod, where would she go? What should she do?
The fairy had called her Sarah. She also said to go find someone called Kensu somewhere on the island. That he is important somehow.
Looking around her, she sees nothing but a cool stony cave floor, and the chamber that she had slept in for who knows how long. Was this where she'd been sleeping? And for how long? She shivers at the memory of the cold, now fading. She feels she can get no more answers waiting here, and decides to leave. She walks to the mouth of the cave, and hesitates for only a second, before the warmth of sunlight and the sights and sounds of the outside world draw her out. Then she puts one foot in front of the other, and doesn't look back.
The sunlight feels wonderful on her skin, and while she occasionally stumbles or trips with clumsy, stiff legs, the warmth and the exercise quickly ease any discomfort, and Sarah finds the whole experience very enjoyable and exciting, a wide grin forming on her face. She keeps walking, but continues to swivel her head from side to side, gawking and marveling at the world around her, taking in the sights, sounds, and smells with great gusto. In her mind, she knows the general names of most things, but to put sights and sensations to the names was a strong rush, almost making her giddy. She's so engrossed with her walk that before she knows it, she finds herself at the village.
She looks around, trying to see if there's anyone there. The village is quiet, rather peaceful.
"H-" She stops, feeling as though her throat was full of sandpaper. She coughs and clear her throat.
"Hello?" she calls out, trying to see if anyone is there. "Is there anyone here?"
"Th-thank you," she says. "It's just a bump, I'm usually not this clumsy, but-"
To her surprise, the dull pain recedes quickly, and Penny finds herself rubbing the bruise spot, now completely healed. She marvels at the healing magic; she's heard about it before, and there have been products using healing magic, but those were limited and very expensive, so she'd never seen them up close. She turns to look at the girl who healed her, the one called Dana, an appreciative smile.
"You've mastered your magic already?" she asks in wonder. "That's pretty neat! What else can you do? I mean, I can do this, but..."
She snaps her finger, summoning a small green spark of electricity.
"It looks cool, but try being a mechanic or around electrical devices with that happening at random..."
She smiles widely at Dana's introduction.
"It's great to meet you too, Dana!" Penny says cheerfully.
To her surprise, the dull pain recedes quickly, and Penny finds herself rubbing the bruise spot, now completely healed. She marvels at the healing magic; she's heard about it before, and there have been products using healing magic, but those were limited and very expensive, so she'd never seen them up close. She turns to look at the girl who healed her, the one called Dana, an appreciative smile.
"You've mastered your magic already?" she asks in wonder. "That's pretty neat! What else can you do? I mean, I can do this, but..."
She snaps her finger, summoning a small green spark of electricity.
"It looks cool, but try being a mechanic or around electrical devices with that happening at random..."
She smiles widely at Dana's introduction.
"It's great to meet you too, Dana!" Penny says cheerfully.
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Somehow, the possibility never seemed quite real for Penny, not until the airship elegantly took off the ground. She had spent the past few hours feeling simultaneously dread, anxious, near-nausea, and sharp excitement while she spent her last few hours at home saying goodbye to her rather large family. Her mother even pulled a favor to be there to say goodbye. Penny knows she'll miss them all, even if she'd be glad to get a room to herself for once.
However, she noticed something funny; she had expected several other girls at the airport to be there, other students for the Academy. She can't be the only one there, right? ...right?
Soon, however, she realized that she was the only one there, being led towards a very fancy airship, and there seemed to be no other girls her age in what was clearly a restricted airport terminal.
"Uhm, excuse me," she asks one of the attendant soldiers nervously, "but... where are the other girls? Students, I mean?"
She was told she'd meet them in a bit, which eased her mind, but not entirely. Maybe she was a late addition, one of the girls chosen earlier got cold feet or was disqualified (though she did feel a bit bad about possibly benefiting from another's misfortune). In the meantime, she'd better enjoy the chance of being the only girl on board for now.
Once the airship got into the sky, though, her concerns were forgotten. She had never been this far from her home before, let alone flown in an airship (especially not one as fancy as this one). Just the sight of her city shrinking to the size of a toy castle was something to behold, and she found herself wondering which one of the sprawling urban blocs did her home exist. They had left Siscia's airspace before she could pinpoint home, though, so she was back to just admiring the view of the world from the air. The toxic black clouds covered almost everything, making it hard to discern anything about the ground below.
She had to admit, the sensation of being in a first-class cabin was exciting for her. It was downright luxurious, complete with a bed and bathroom - and it was about as big as their entire flat back home! The deserts were delicious, and would certainly cost several months' pay for her family. She felt guilty about digging in, but she dug into a frosty tiramisu (or two) nonetheless, all the while trying to be on her best behavior given all the soldiers in fancy uniforms. She didn't want to give the impression she'd been raised in a pigsty. She also amused herself by asking about the engines and flight systems, fascinated by the glowing orange of the magitech engines lifting such a fragile-seeming airship through the skies. She didn't get much in terms of answers, but whatever she did learn she drank in eagerly.
During the flight, she managed to catch a glimpse of something... bright and shimmering below. Was that... was that the ocean? She blinked in surprise as she glimpsed small patches of dark blue through the clouds, realizing that she had not only left her city, she had also left her continent. In surprise and haste, she pulls out a well-worn almanac and started thumbing through its worn-out pages to see the world map, taken from the Pre-Void years when humanity still ruled the world. Sure enough, at the speed at which they were flying and the amount of water she saw below, she had to be over what's called the Atlantic Ocean. The idea of being so far away from home soil was... mindboggling. And exciting, she had to admit.
Eventually, she was told all the other girls had gathered and that they had to attend a meeting in the main cabin. By then, Penny was feeling a little tired, and she was glad she could finally meet the other girls - though she was still wondering how many were there on this airship? It was big, certainly, but not that big.
She was surprised to see that the total number of girls on the airship - herself included - was five. It finally sinks in that she's not going to be among hundreds as in a normal school, but in an academy training a few students at a time. The realization feels heavy and uncomfortable, not least because it meant Penny was not only representing her family and her neighborhood, but her city and possibly her continent. It suddenly made her feel very, very small, aware of herself among them.
It didn't help her clothes, while clean and laundered, were second-hand and weren't as fancy as the other girls' clothes. She felt very much out of place among them, content to stay quiet. However, the introductions came up, and she realized the other girls were looking at her. Or rather, it felt like they were looking at her.
"A-ah! P-Penelope Grenoble!" she blurts out. She forces herself to calm down a bit and take a deep breath. "Er, I'm Penelope Grenoble, but everyone just calls me Penny. I'm from Siscia, and it's a pleasure to meet you all!"
With that she bows - but she's still seated, so she bangs her head against the table. She clutches it in pain, feeling like an idiot.
"Owww...."
However, she noticed something funny; she had expected several other girls at the airport to be there, other students for the Academy. She can't be the only one there, right? ...right?
Soon, however, she realized that she was the only one there, being led towards a very fancy airship, and there seemed to be no other girls her age in what was clearly a restricted airport terminal.
"Uhm, excuse me," she asks one of the attendant soldiers nervously, "but... where are the other girls? Students, I mean?"
She was told she'd meet them in a bit, which eased her mind, but not entirely. Maybe she was a late addition, one of the girls chosen earlier got cold feet or was disqualified (though she did feel a bit bad about possibly benefiting from another's misfortune). In the meantime, she'd better enjoy the chance of being the only girl on board for now.
Once the airship got into the sky, though, her concerns were forgotten. She had never been this far from her home before, let alone flown in an airship (especially not one as fancy as this one). Just the sight of her city shrinking to the size of a toy castle was something to behold, and she found herself wondering which one of the sprawling urban blocs did her home exist. They had left Siscia's airspace before she could pinpoint home, though, so she was back to just admiring the view of the world from the air. The toxic black clouds covered almost everything, making it hard to discern anything about the ground below.
She had to admit, the sensation of being in a first-class cabin was exciting for her. It was downright luxurious, complete with a bed and bathroom - and it was about as big as their entire flat back home! The deserts were delicious, and would certainly cost several months' pay for her family. She felt guilty about digging in, but she dug into a frosty tiramisu (or two) nonetheless, all the while trying to be on her best behavior given all the soldiers in fancy uniforms. She didn't want to give the impression she'd been raised in a pigsty. She also amused herself by asking about the engines and flight systems, fascinated by the glowing orange of the magitech engines lifting such a fragile-seeming airship through the skies. She didn't get much in terms of answers, but whatever she did learn she drank in eagerly.
During the flight, she managed to catch a glimpse of something... bright and shimmering below. Was that... was that the ocean? She blinked in surprise as she glimpsed small patches of dark blue through the clouds, realizing that she had not only left her city, she had also left her continent. In surprise and haste, she pulls out a well-worn almanac and started thumbing through its worn-out pages to see the world map, taken from the Pre-Void years when humanity still ruled the world. Sure enough, at the speed at which they were flying and the amount of water she saw below, she had to be over what's called the Atlantic Ocean. The idea of being so far away from home soil was... mindboggling. And exciting, she had to admit.
Eventually, she was told all the other girls had gathered and that they had to attend a meeting in the main cabin. By then, Penny was feeling a little tired, and she was glad she could finally meet the other girls - though she was still wondering how many were there on this airship? It was big, certainly, but not that big.
She was surprised to see that the total number of girls on the airship - herself included - was five. It finally sinks in that she's not going to be among hundreds as in a normal school, but in an academy training a few students at a time. The realization feels heavy and uncomfortable, not least because it meant Penny was not only representing her family and her neighborhood, but her city and possibly her continent. It suddenly made her feel very, very small, aware of herself among them.
It didn't help her clothes, while clean and laundered, were second-hand and weren't as fancy as the other girls' clothes. She felt very much out of place among them, content to stay quiet. However, the introductions came up, and she realized the other girls were looking at her. Or rather, it felt like they were looking at her.
"A-ah! P-Penelope Grenoble!" she blurts out. She forces herself to calm down a bit and take a deep breath. "Er, I'm Penelope Grenoble, but everyone just calls me Penny. I'm from Siscia, and it's a pleasure to meet you all!"
With that she bows - but she's still seated, so she bangs her head against the table. She clutches it in pain, feeling like an idiot.
"Owww...."
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