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Current Sorry for my absence. I'm back now but I go under a new name, Ambra. If you wanna RP with me again just search me up!
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Leon's and Lumara's convos ftw.
The mage walked over to her, having said something particularly nasty to the bald one. Lumara could tell- his face had completely changed as he turned his back on him. Logan asked for her help as he stretched out a hand, which she promptly took and pulled. She hauled him up to the seat behind her. "I'll have to fly high in the sky." she told him, looking up at the broad expanse of blue stretching over their heads. Shielding her eyes from the glare of the sun, she continued. "That way, bandits and other enemies will simply brush us off as a bird. Even though I have bad eyesight, Caius takes over. He keeps up with the rest while I can lay back and nap."

The other mage turned to leave, guiding his horse to the head of the group. Lumara watched as she figured out the general direction in which he was headed, and took the reigns tighter into her hands. "C'mon, Caius." she pressed her heels into the wyvern's scales. The beast grunted and snorted, raising his head and spreading its wings. The horses that were nearby whinnied nervously, stomping their hooves and flattening their ears. Caius lazily beat his wings, scattering dust and grit and sand with the currents of wind that he produced. For a moment, it seemed as if they weren't going anywhere.

Then Caius lifted into the sky. His ascension was slow at first, but once he had enough room to fly without bumping into any buildings. Then, he tipped his head up and looked at the ocean of azure above their heads. "Better hang on tight. The flight up is the roughest for passengers, or so I like to believe." she warned, looking over her shoulder at Logan before looking back to the front. "Caius, up!"

And with his master's command, Caius shot into the sky. His wings beat powerfully and steadily. Lumara waited for a while, holding onto the reigns with her hands as tight as ever. After a bit, she patted his neck, and Caius leveled himself so he was parallel to the ground. Lumara grinned as the beast flew in circles over the group, relying mostly on the wind to keep them aloft. Below them were sandy dunes that stretched for miles and miles, and above them was the sun and all of the sky. "So, what do you think?" she asked, looking back at Logan.
I do not accept your apology, Boss.
THE BOSS MUST ALWAYS BE THERE FOR HIS FAMILY.

Anyway, goth, Fionn is in a restaurant if you want to interact with him.
Did Raniero ask if this idiot was a criminal? Cyril let out a sarcastic laugh, shaking his head at the pale, white haired boy. This one doesn’t have the heart to be a criminal. he thought as he glowered down at Daisuke. He had shifted his foot from its position and easily got him off of him. Cyril blinked in surprise as he regained his balance, but his deadpanned expression did not waver at all. It was then that Daisuke said that he had found the Ten Year Bazooka in his closet with a note that he couldn’t read. And of course, he started to play around with it. he inhaled and let out a loud sigh. Daisuke, while pointing at him, said that his future self had told him to keep it with him at all times.

Cyril’s face actually changed. Oh God, I actually know him in the future. ”Well, the next time you shoot yourself with the Bazooka, please give my future self a good smack across the face. I don’t know what I’m thinking ten years in the future.” he ran a hand down his face, groaning loudly. If the Ten Year Bazooka was here… did that mean that they would get involved with the mafia? He didn’t want anything else to do with them. He wanted to be a normal boy, live a normal life. That was why he had left Lipari in the first place. ”Anyway, I should follow you around and make sure you don’t bang that thing up. The Ten Year Bazooka is a very delicate weapon.”

He glowered over at Raniero. Cyril shouldn’t be talking so freely about the Ten Year Bazooka—he could begin to wonder why he knew so much. The dark haired boy sunk his teeth into his chocolate bar again, chewing slowly as he mulled over the situation.
I made the posts longer.
Sorry for the short posts, I have to go to bed.
Talbot continued to sit upon his horse, only allowing his gaze to move from the door of the inn when someone addressed him. It was a Dark Mage; not only that, but someone he had seen before. He smiled at this ‘Logan’ fellow, dipping his head as far as he could without wincing in pain. ”My name’s Talbot of Ylisse.” he told him. ”And I suppose that you can call me the leader of this group for the time being… I don’t think anyone else wants to.” he heaved a sigh and looked into the distance. ”So we’re being joined by royalty? Great.” he rolled his eyes sarcastically. He didn’t want some pompous prince or princess on this trip. They would probably complain that there was sand in their shoes. ”Anyway, I do we get going soon. The trip will be a long and hard one.”

Yes, it would be. They would have to go back into Ylisse, which would be especially dangerous for the Shepherds. If they acted in any other way other than a band of pilgrims, word could get to the ears of officials. The last thing they needed was a battle back at home. Their enemies would have a report for Darrian before they could even leave Ylisse. Talbot shuddered at the thought. If those men came after them, and they actually engaged in battle, they would be slaughtered. They all looked so strong…

Talbot offered Logan another smile. ”So, Logan, why are you joining us? I mean, you do know that we are being hunted down by Ylisseans. It will be a shame if you get caught in a particularly nasty battle and become wounded.” it was merely curiosity that made Talbot speak. The sun was shining down at them, its bright rays bearing down upon him and his horse without mercy. He sighed, glancing up as if cursing it and turning back to the door.

”Let’s go!
”I don’t get to speak to a prince very often.” Lumara purred out, avoiding talking about more… involved things and getting straight to the point. ”Perhaps we can meet later on? I already have an appointment with that Dark Mage fellow, though.” s

Someone called out once again, and she looked over her shoulder at the door. That mage was bound to have her lance up his ass at one point. He was already annoying the crap out of her. She turned toward the prince and the other woman, grinning softly. ”Well, I best be getting downstairs, then. You should too. His noise can get a tad bit irritating even if you do ignore it.” stretching her arms over her head, she turned and walked down the hallway and stairs, exiting the inn and walking up to Caius.

The day was getting hotter and hotter by the minute. Lumara brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and placed a foot in the stirrup of the saddle, swinging her leg over the other side. The beast raised his head and stood straighter. ”Ferox is gonna be really cold, buddy.” she told Caius, patting his side and frowning. Caius huffed as if he knew. ”You might freeze up a bit. Don’t worry, I’ll keep you warm. Maybe I can get some cloth that’s left over from our supplies and put it on you.”

Her gaze lifted from her mount and flicked to the three men and one woman that had gathered in front of the inn. Ah, there was the mage… ”Hey, are you joining me during this trek or not? There’s enough room for one more~”
As Ambra was waiting, she caught sight of Zaino leaving the inn and walking up to the group. He was wearing his shirt that she had washed and fixed as he was bedridden. It looked so much better than how it originally looked… He seemed to walk up to her, but instead, he walked straight past her as he spoke. So he was staying? She grinned, looking back at him. He seemed to separate himself from the rest of the group, which didn’t bother her. At least he was coming along. She could breathe easily now. Ambra looked back toward Talbot and the other mage, frowning when they began to speak about going to Ylisse.

She didn’t want to go to Ylisse, but they had no choice. In order to get to Regna Ferox, they would have to cut through Ylisse. Ambra hoped that they didn’t even think about stopping at Ylisstol. That would be idiotic… thankfully, the mage on the horse did not seem stupid. Just stay calm, Ambra. Everything will be okay…
Bump
Lumara covered her mouth as she attempted to restrain a giggle at Logan. The Dark Mage was in pain, but it was hilarious to watch. Even though the laugh was muffled, one could still hear it. Maybe she had let it become audible on purpose? He’s adorable. Is he truly as devious as he says? Because it sure didn’t seem so. Either way, Logan continued to speak, and said that he had been in the face with a chair. Now that was hilarious! BAHAHAHAHA! she bellowed, pointing at Logan with her index finger. ”You… you got hit by a chair!”

After a while of laughing, she covered her mouth once more and restrained her laughter. His question made her tip her head at him, and she slowly pulled her hand away from her lips. ”Now, we’re going to Ferox.” she told him. ”Or so I heard. But our long term destination is Ylisse.” she said nothing else. If Logan knew about what was happening, then he should piece it together. I hope Darrian gets what he deserves. she thought, narrowing her eyes at the floor. And I hope he dies a grizzly death.

Another blond haired woman stepped inside the room, this one calling the blond man on the bed a ‘prince’. Lumara glanced toward Laius, her eyes sharp, but inquisitive. Prince? What the Hell is a prince doing in an inn? Wait? Isn’t he… that man that helped us in that battle? She didn’t like princes, but there were two things that she could gain from this man. The first was for their cause—surely, he would be able to provide a lot of support for the Shepherds. If a prince was on their side, everyone should know that they were indeed ‘good guys’ and not ‘bad guys’. Second of all, if she were to lay with this man, her reputation would sky rocket—she could say she had been in bed with a prince!

”So, you’re a prince, eh?” Lumara’s face twisted into a devious smirk, and she stroked her chin and she looked him over. ”What is a handsome thing such as yourself doing in this broken down place?” That’s right, Lumara. Be smooth~
I'm waiting on Venchi.

Also, can you guys post a bit of longer posts? It doesn't have to be that longer. Two paragraphs is quite enough. ^^
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