Post by Leonard Vermillion on May 21, 2024 13:13:48 GMT -5
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"The man who gets down isn't the loser. [break][break]The guy who can't tought it out to the end. He's the one who lost!"[break][break]
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"The man who gets down isn't the loser. [break][break]The guy who can't tought it out to the end. He's the one who lost!"[break][break]
wc:566 | twc:566 | Tag:Sumire Honoka |
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Tip tap tip tap. It was hard to mistake the sound of leather open toed boots of a certain Vermillion as he confidently trudged along...for now. Still dressed in the usual red and gold, the young mage was out and about in the capital towards Sumire's boutique. She had expressely requested his presence there for something and the young noble knew not to leave that woman waiting. An angry seamstress was definitely higher on the nope list than a wild mana beast. That was also the very reason his own outfit was always spotless and well taken care of even after training or after battle. "...Lady Sumire? Are you... around?"
Would be what he stated as he peaked in from the open door of her workshop. He didn't quite know if he wanted to just step in by himself or wait for the lady to welcome him in.
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He wondered why he had been called. Perhaps it was to checkup the outfit he was wearing. Would not be the first time, but outside of some natural wear and tear due to use the entire thing was still tightly fitting the young redhead like a glove. Perhaps she required him to deliver something form her to his family? It would certainly be faster that way, but the Vermillion did have retainers that would be able to take care of that, so that was not probably the thing. Perhaps she was about to give him a newer version of what he was wearing? She did seem to be much more interested in keeping him dressed nicely than he was. Perhaps he functioned as a walking advert for the quality of her work so he needed to always be sparkling new all the time.
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"Hello...?" He repeated, finally getting the courage to walk in the main room and close the door behind him. Naturally, he wouldn't go anywhere else before he was sure he didn't just dream the call from the seamstress. He considered his options and decided to just wait there for a while to see if she would turn up. Otherwise he could just go do some training and see if he could swing by a little bit later on in the day. If she wasn't there at the shop then she would be most likely handling something important.
Tip tap tip tap. It was hard to mistake the sound of leather open toed boots of a certain Vermillion as he confidently trudged along...for now. Still dressed in the usual red and gold, the young mage was out and about in the capital towards Sumire's boutique. She had expressely requested his presence there for something and the young noble knew not to leave that woman waiting. An angry seamstress was definitely higher on the nope list than a wild mana beast. That was also the very reason his own outfit was always spotless and well taken care of even after training or after battle. "...Lady Sumire? Are you... around?"
Would be what he stated as he peaked in from the open door of her workshop. He didn't quite know if he wanted to just step in by himself or wait for the lady to welcome him in.
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He wondered why he had been called. Perhaps it was to checkup the outfit he was wearing. Would not be the first time, but outside of some natural wear and tear due to use the entire thing was still tightly fitting the young redhead like a glove. Perhaps she required him to deliver something form her to his family? It would certainly be faster that way, but the Vermillion did have retainers that would be able to take care of that, so that was not probably the thing. Perhaps she was about to give him a newer version of what he was wearing? She did seem to be much more interested in keeping him dressed nicely than he was. Perhaps he functioned as a walking advert for the quality of her work so he needed to always be sparkling new all the time.
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"Hello...?" He repeated, finally getting the courage to walk in the main room and close the door behind him. Naturally, he wouldn't go anywhere else before he was sure he didn't just dream the call from the seamstress. He considered his options and decided to just wait there for a while to see if she would turn up. Otherwise he could just go do some training and see if he could swing by a little bit later on in the day. If she wasn't there at the shop then she would be most likely handling something important.
POW | DUR | STA | SEN | CON |
[break][break]81 | [break][break]10 | [break][break]57 | [break][break]47 | [break][break]57 |
MANA POOL | MANA REGEN | MANA SKIN | HEALTH |
205/205 | 45 IC [break] 40 OOC | 100% (3x Senior) | 100% (Senior) |
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