[ Era is very careful to keep out of reach of the priests, sticking to the shadows and rooftops with an ease that makes her wonder just how much she may have practiced at this before. Discomfort bubbles in her breast at the reminder of how many holes are strewn about her already limited memories, but she does her best to shake it off. She is on a self-appointed mission, after all, and it would not do to allow herself such distraction. With her satchel filled with the best fabrics she could find (and afford), and all manner of other decorative things with which to place about her current homestead, Era needs to prepare for the Starlight Celebration.
It would also not do to have Hades return too soon and ruin what Era has decided will be a surprise. So she casts about her senses, pinpointing that beacon of Darkness that makes her heart swell in such a pleasant way, only to realize that another, smaller beacon is nearby. One that belongs to one of only two other people here Era would call a friend, even if she has been placing distance between herself and them as of late. She rolls her bottom lip between her teeth as she rocks her weight back and forth, front to back on her feet upon the edge of a building, debating whether she should jump down and bother him or not—
—until Carbuncle strolls up behind her and takes the choice away from her, all but slamming her off the ledge and sending her tumbling down with a startled (yet quiet) yelp of betrayal. ]
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It would also not do to have Hades return too soon and ruin what Era has decided will be a surprise. So she casts about her senses, pinpointing that beacon of Darkness that makes her heart swell in such a pleasant way, only to realize that another, smaller beacon is nearby. One that belongs to one of only two other people here Era would call a friend, even if she has been placing distance between herself and them as of late. She rolls her bottom lip between her teeth as she rocks her weight back and forth, front to back on her feet upon the edge of a building, debating whether she should jump down and bother him or not—
—until Carbuncle strolls up behind her and takes the choice away from her, all but slamming her off the ledge and sending her tumbling down with a startled (yet quiet) yelp of betrayal. ]