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She hums uncertainly. "I… maybe? I have, uh, had Vulcan. He's my mount, I guess? He follows, followed me into everything. Fights and all. But taming animals is one of my skills. A mount that's just for transport might not need that?" She smiles sheepishly. "Sorry, I wish I knew more." Kyupin...

She fidgets with the hem of her cloak as he studies her worn state, suddenly all too aware of how she must look and—a discrete sniff wrinkles her nose—smell. The exhaustion of her journey, of the fierce pace she had set for herself and her mount, catches up as a deep ache that begs her to just...

The camp's conversation and laughter fade into nothing, the ever present noise erased by the pounding of Gwyn's heart, of her own, of Gwyn's voice scratching into her mind — I missed you too. She had been determined to put on a bright smile, to welcome Gwyn with the very warmth and happiness...

The moment Fina shifts her attentions to the UI, Kyupin's smile falters. All out, huh? It'd be better to warn her, wouldn't it? Kyupin wets her lips, pausing at the threshold of the trees, leaves and branches casting a shadow over them still. She makes the gesture again, the UI almost unfamiliar...

It's not a joke, she realizes after the awkward chuckle has already escaped. "Well, as good a reason as any, I guess." Had conversation always been this difficult? Silence stretched on and on, despite only lasting several seconds at most. Several seconds too long. Her hands clasp together in...

A week was a long time to be alone with her thoughts. And alone with them she'd been, for her family had no clue she'd slipped right back into Terrasphere's grasps, that she'd been burning through all of her sick days. The first day had been a rollercoaster of emotions; excitement for her...

She smiles as the other jogs, her own pace remaining steady and slow. She'd walked plenty already, and would have much more after this. It wasn't worth burning all her energy right now. "Shouldn't be too hard! Lots of people travel from Honeyhome up to the capital, so there's a big road to...

Content! Content!

The grandiose capitals had never failed to awe Kyupin, no matter how often she had visited in the past. Now, returning to Stokbon for the first time after four years of shelter in her small hometown, it had become… Terrifying? Impressive? Overwhelming? Many things. Different, at the very least...

Ummm... Oh I'm not good at these... I'm near the really long, big lake near there? I think I see some camping grounds in the distance a little closer to town. I can stop there and wait for you.

Gwyn? You're on! I'm on my way to somewhere near Vintergard right now. I heard there's a sort of safe place near there where animals have been staying?

Day 1 Beat you back to the game! :3c So much has changed... Vulcan's missing. I'm going to look for him where we first met! You still remember that, right? Day 3 Vulcans not in Brisshal I've looked everywhere I'm not sure where to look... Maybe Vintergard? I met a new player today! She reminded...

She beams, the nervous tapping of her fingers ending with a pleased clap of her hands together. "Good! Great!" This whole mentorship thing wasn't too bad! "Not an inconvenience at all." She hops to her feet, wobbling slightly. Old memories and physical therapy in the real world had made picking...

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Fina Dargo. Kyupin tucks the name into her mind, somewhere between all her reminders and tasks to do. She'd do her best to remember it. And if she failed… well, that's what the investigation mode was for. Her other boot is pulled off just as easily, plopped down on the grass beside her. She...

She's relieved to see the edge of fear melt away from the other. Whether that's due to their own mental fortitude or her own skills coming into play, it's good to know she hasn't completely ruined the moment. Her steps, though they had slowed slightly in response to the other's earlier tension...

Kyupin looks to the sky, traces of dawn pink long since melted into bright, early morning blues. She had places to be, people to find. Companions to reunite with. But her feet do not move, her eyes dipping down after a few beats (that's enough privacy right?) to stare at the catgirl again...

She'd been making her way through the dense forestry of Brisshal, hovering somewhere near the political border of West and East, when she spotted movement in the dawning sky. Kyupin pauses, head tilted up and lips parted. The small gaps in the canopy afford only a slight glimpse of the shooting...

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