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- Yes, we are both material, no matter what the gray voices say! - Guion, are you sure you don't want to see a psychiatrist? - No, I'm fine. - Okay. Let's go, let's teach matter, as we intended. - Yes, let's teach matter.
Let's go... oh, right, I'm not in the desert anymore...
— Good day, — the Tanar greeted the girl with a wave, — I see the Academy's walls are finally welcoming students again?
— Good day... Yes, the system has been slightly changed. They decided to make it a bit more mercantile, but I'm not complaining. Exchanging time and energy for money and experience is better than just getting numbers in a grade book. But, of course, not just anyone will be allowed to do this; you need to already know something.
“Oh, I was actually hoping there might be courses for beginners, for people like me,” the Tanarian girl said disappointedly, “but it seems that those without developed artistic talents are simply excluded? Still, it’s good that the people in charge decided to support the arts. I’ve heard from friends that it can sometimes be difficult to find work, and instead of holding a brush at an easel, you have to wield a mop in a diner.”
Waking up in the morning, Raptilion had breakfast Author
- Cooking by Christian The resident receives +1 to the chosen characteristic every Thursday.
and went to work, where he successfully philosophized in his head for all 8 hours. Remembering that he had already written several versions of the epitaph, after work, Raptilion went to the Rabbit Hole and showed them to the client.
1. Rest in peace, dear friend. The look of your kind eyes, Will remain in my heart forever.
2. Mischievous, dear friend, You have left me forever, But you left behind, A bright memory.
3. Sleep peacefully, My good friend, The light of your eyes, Your mischievous smile, An eternal flame, Burns in my soul.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт Небо – угроз не слышит Небо – ведёт особый счёт Небо – тебя найдёт
- His name was Prince. Well, I think he'll be glad that now, instead of two people, three will remember him.
Arriving at the post office, Lord greets Ella, explains the situation, and picks up a pen and paper. Unlike Ayano that time, he didn't really care if someone was watching him write or not. Initially, he didn't plan to spend much time on this task, as his message was supposed to be short, but in reality, it turned out to be more complicated.
"Okay, starting July 3rd, my fiancée Ayano will be in charge of XXX."
He crosses it out, crumples the paper, and throws it in the trash.
"Okay, starting July 3rd, my friend Ayano will be in charge of XXX."
He crosses it out, crumples the paper, and throws it in the trash.
"Okay, do you remember Ayano Yamagami?"
He crosses it out, crumples the paper, and throws it in the trash.
"Okay... Do you remember Ayano Yamagami? (Note: Yamagami is the surname, Ayano is the first name). Starting July 3rd, she will be performing the functions of the head of XXX, so prepare everything necessary for this. For how long - I won't say yet, but I will occasionally check in, so you can leave the most difficult and boring work for me.
Lord Ravenage"
- Do you want to write something to her, by the way? - He turns to Ayano. - You guys know each other.
Beata and Guion, after an intensive training session, pop into the workers' guild and learn about the quests of Alexandra and Lynette, as I realized that no one could have told them about it through role-playing. Since it was nearby, they then decide to check out their favorite "Cherry" location.
— Oh, I was actually hoping there might be beginner courses for me, — the Tanarrian said disappointedly, — but it seems that people without developed artistic talents are barred from pursuing this path? But at least the art patrons decided to provide support. Otherwise, I've heard from acquaintances that it can be difficult to find work, and instead of holding a brush at an easel, you have to wield a mop in a diner.
— Well, it probably depends on how you look at it? After all, to earn something, you need to satisfy both the teaching staff and the audience, so you can't get by with just scribbles. And enrolling in studies at your age, starting from scratch, is possible, but it's paid, and you'll have to give up all your other activities, otherwise you won't have enough time.
Interesting... It required some reflection. Closing the book of the path of metal (otherwise, she wouldn't call it anything else), the girl decided to visit the adventurers' guild, as Beata and Guion had chosen the workers' guild (for the sake of saving time, it was better to split up and then exchange information). Did A.K. need wedding rings? Good, it was time to do her favorite thing and earn some money. Ammus' Palace
“You’re right,” Alaria didn’t argue with the artist, who certainly knew more than she did, “and time is indeed precious. It’s a valuable resource that we constantly lack. In any case, thank you for the pleasant conversation. And I probably took up too much of your valuable time. I wish you success and strength in your endeavors!”
Waking up in the morning, Raptilion had breakfast and went to work, where he successfully philosophized in his head for all 8 hours. Remembering that he had already written several versions of the epitaph, after work, Raptilion went to the Rabbit Hole and showed them to the client.
1. Rest in peace, dear friend. The look of your kind eyes, Will remain in my heart forever.
2. Mischievous, dear friend, You have left me forever, But you left behind, A bright memory.
3. Sleep peacefully, My good friend, The light of your eyes, Your mischievous smile, An eternal flame, Burns in my soul.
- Listen... Tell me, is such a familiar way of addressing people permissible among you if the two are not close friends or relatives?
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