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Scythe Mastery Spirit Magic Aeromancy Corrupt
She rolled the fork in her fingers as Ruby spoke, trying to supress the grin that was quickly spreading across her face. Before she could bite her tongue, the words were out of her mouth - a tone of humour and jesting on them, the sarcastic nature coming naturally to her.

Well...if a ball of yarn is what you truly yearn for, I guess we could try and find one, but I was thinking more along the lines of something like...I don't know, a stick with a fuzzy mouse on the end of it, or perhaps some bubble wrap?
Lost to the joy of teasing, Kyra flashed a broad smile at Ruby, jumping feet first into the situation without any hesitation. Her tail, swaying behind her, was dangerously close to knocking over the light that stood in the corner behind them, not that Kyra had noticed yet. Instead, she grabbed her hot chocci cup, downing the drink before leaping to her feet and holding a hand out to Ruby.

Come on, I know of a few places we can go for a bit...plus there's something I want to pick up while we're out anyway...so long as you're alright with a slight detour. Shouldn't take long...and I think you'll like it, too.
She waited for Ruby to finish, before leading the catgirl back towards the front of the shop. A few moments later, a couple coins less and a pleasant conversion with the boy at the counter done, Kyra made her way out into the now drizzling exterior. She glanced over at Ruby, before offering her rain jacket to the other girl.

Here, I'm used to the rain...but you're going to get all frizzled if you're not covered up.

