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As Regan approaches, Bluebird steps back - one hand begins working, ready to cast a wind spell, but her voice catches in her throat and deprives her of the vocal components. For all her practice with targets and friends, she's yet to encounter someone with such an aura of malice in this game...

Today, Bluebird is practicing her flying. It's slow, careful work - while she could easily fling herself into the air with reckless abandon, that would be ignoring important things like maneuvering and landing. Not that she doesn't want to - the idea that the sky could be hers is a powerful...

"It wasn't much," Bluebird says in an attempt to minimize her own accomplishment. "I wouldn't have thought of it if you hadn't suggested it!" What she can't minimize is her own excitement. Her life has always been one lived by the whims of others - be it her childhood among her family, or the...

There's something strange about hearing Ruby describe so many ways of using Aeromancy violently. She knew wind could be violent - there had been storms that toppled trees and buildings alike, back in the compound. But the idea of having it at her beck and call brings up strange emotions she...

"The way you leap, I feel like you could almost fly yourself," Bluebird replied. Despite her wording, she seemed bolstered by the compliment. "Though I imagine having wings will make it easier for me." In response, she fluttered the little wings on her head. They didn't look like they could...

"I know we don't need to fight, but..." Bluebird did seem a little hesitant despite this being her own idea. Her spawn point had put her close enough to Honeyhome that she'd avoided the usual introduction by wolves. "I should be prepared if I do, right? This is a world like any other, and that...

105Treasure Hunter, post 1/5 Scouting: One negative event is negated this cycle Bluebird peers into the entrance to the next part of the dungeon. The atmosphere here is different - it feels more ominous, more claustrophobic. She sticks close to the others, humming a little song as she goes...

Bluebird looked down at the little pile of gold with wonder. Getting money after a presentation wasn't strange to her, and this was probably far less than what she'd been paid before. But more than anything else, she felt like she had truly earned this money along with Ruby. "Eat?" She tilted...

Bluebird blinked as the question caught her off guard. She'd never been asked that question before. Not even in that Before, when it was just her and the others in the compound. It was... a strangely sobering realization. "O-oh... yes, of course!" She smiled, wings fluttering. "I would love to...

Of course! I shall follow your leads, wherever those may take us!

Bluebird smiled back. She still felt a little embarrassed, but she can't deny the little flush of pride that has her rocking back and forth on her talons. "Thank you! I have been practicing my magic a little - it seems important in this world, being able to do it easily." She flicks her wings...

And as Ruby strikes her final pose the wind swirls about her, sparkling with specks of Astramancy as it sweeps over the crowd along with Bluebird's last ringing note. There's a moment of silence after the performance finishes and the sound of bells and song fades away. Bluebird pants quietly...

She did seem a little peculiar... but she did nothing but greet us. If she meant us harm, would she not have done more?

Mira Eden has done this many times before. Spoken the same words, answered the same questions, seen the same sea of faces watching her with the same expressions. Pity, curiosity, morbid fascination... after having spoken so many times in so many places she has come to realize how similar people...

It takes a moment for Bluebird to get into the swing of the dance - it clearly doesn't seem to be something she's as familiar with. But it isn't long before she raises her voice, swaying herself as she warbles a wordless song that leaps and waves along with Ruby's motions. There's a point where...

Oh, there is email in here, too! Hello!

"It's good to meet you, Crimson Ruby." Bluebird smiles, but she seems to withdraw a bit at Ruby's compliment, wings folding tighter against her head. "It was just a little tune. I wouldn't call it 'wonderful' at all." She smiles, though it seems a little forced now. "But I thank you for the...

100 Treasure Hunter, Post 3/5 Scouting bonus active! (+25 to next positive roll this cycle) Bluebird is enjoying herself, despite the getting lost and the rather chaotic number of people the group seems to have become. She's meeting people, she's helping them out, and they're all working...

Bluebird's melody hesitates a moment as the dancer circles her. The physical contact with the brightly colored beastfolk is strange enough, but the feeling that follows, a message that is as much emotions as words is especially startling. But... there's no ill intent there. An offer of...

Honeyhome is no bustling city. It's the sort of place where people might be born and live their entire lives, unaware of the world beyond Eastern Brisshal. Yet its its location means it is a place of adventurers, and in this new age of the Starcalled there's more activity here than there's been...