Posts from ☀️ Arselia and Akonia Auto-translated

- Good afternoon, Aiyano. - The woman with a somber expression nodded in response. - We're planning to publish your photo album in the next few days, congratulations.

- Hmm... Well, thank you, it will be nice to see our hard work together materialized into something tangible. Although I never thought I'd say that here... Oh, have you heard about "Aquamarine"? It's a new company that plans to organize various events - you'll never guess who it belongs to. So, they are planning a beauty contest at the end of November. I signed up as a participant out of old friendship... I hope there are no problems with that? Either way, I think this information will be useful to you. It's a good option for starting a productive and mutually beneficial collaboration in the future.

- Is that how it is? No, there won't be any problems with that, quite the opposite – it's a commendable initiative on your part. If you win, it will be an added prestige for our agency, so make sure you look your best, okay?

I thought I was just kidding...
Although, Ples still didn't guess which apostles ended up in the team.

- I'll do my best, - she smiles impeccably. - Well, then, I have nothing more regarding work matters.
After observing for a few seconds the intricately floating, ofudo-like hexagons around the woman, she remembers something else:
- Oh, I keep forgetting to ask... What's its name? - she nods towards the dog.

After spending a long time in meditation, but apparently gaining no insight, Alaria went to sleep. Perhaps she was looking in the wrong place, or maybe she should try appealing to some entity, be it Rufus or one of the fiery singularities, with this question. But the girl still hoped to understand it herself. Sometimes, appealing to higher powers was unavoidable, as she knew from the example of Despair, but she still believed that people should strive for self-sufficiency, and not rely on some celestial Arcelia to solve all their problems.

The night was peaceful, without any demonic nightmares. Instead, she dreamed of a memory of a boy from her neighborhood who loved to burn grasshoppers and pretended they were heretics. She remembered that he was the one who once gave her advice about her now-familiar hairstyle. He was a strange kid. And then his family moved away, and Alaria gradually forgot about this acquaintance. Even in her dream, his face remained just a blurry silhouette. I wonder where he is now?

However, all of this was not so important now. After a good night's sleep and performing the necessary procedures again, the Tanarian returned to her routine. At first, she thought about replacing her morning meditation with something like yesterday's evening meditation, but soon decided that it was not worth breaking the established habit. Besides, there was a chance that learning familiar inquisitorial techniques could bring her closer to that very goal.

The new memory was not pleasant. She and her comrades-in-arms were sent to hunt down a gang of Imps terrorizing a remote village. Small and weak, no bigger than a cat, these creatures were not considered a serious threat to an experienced warrior by many ordinary people. What danger could a creature pose that could be dealt with by a single, well-aimed kick from a steel boot? This misconception was so common that sometimes even some Inquisitors repeated it.
But it was not worth underestimating these mischievous creatures. Spending the night in places infested with Imps was a very risky undertaking and required extreme vigilance from the patrols. If they were lucky, the little pests would simply steal food and perhaps someone's weapon from the camp. If not, they would try to set fire to the tent or put some poison in the pot. At the same time, they themselves are agile and skillfully hide in dark corners, so often the Inquisitors had to catch Imps "using bait." But even in battle, the little demons were much more dangerous than one might think. Yes, a single Imp did not pose a threat, but an Imp never walks alone. And not every warrior will have time to react when a dozen spawn of the Void knock him to the ground. Some simply serve as a distraction or bite at the ear, while the most bloodthirsty bite into the throat.
That's exactly what happened in Alaria's memory. They completed the mission successfully, but several of her comrades overestimated their strength and lay on the ground, bleeding. While she cauterized the wounds of one of them, stopping the bleeding and saving him from certain death, it was already too late for the others. This was the first time the girl faced death in combat. She experienced that familiar feeling of helplessness, caused by her inability to save everyone. And these were the creatures that were supposed to be "defeated with one kick."

The warrior opened her eyes. Now she firmly understood that there were no mistakes on her part. She did everything she could. She saved one of her comrades and protected the villagers from the threat. But she did not see this behind the illusory feeling of her own powerlessness. If she had been so powerless, she would not have survived. Unfortunately, not every mission goes perfectly. After spending some more time training, the girl headed first to Carnelian (where she could meet someone if necessary) to feed her comrades breakfast, and then to the SRI to find out if she would be feeding the sick breakfast (as well as lunch and dinner) today.

- I will do my best, - she smiles perfectly. - Well, then, I have covered all the work-related matters.
After observing for a few seconds the intricately floating, ofudo-like hexagons around the woman, she remembers something else:
- Oh, I keep forgetting to ask... What's its name? - she nods towards the dog.

- Lexia.

And who has a dog named Monica?

- Oh, Alaria! You're exactly who I need! Listen, I've been thinking about your proposal and came up with something. Could you depict something like this? - Beata grabbed two ladles from the kitchen table and started juggling them. - Only, there should be fire at the end. It's a little dangerous, but you're our fire expert, so I don't think you'll have any problems! And if something goes wrong, we should put a box of sand backstage and use simpler decorations.

- Oh, Alaria! It's you I need! Listen, I've been thinking about your proposal and came up with something. Can you depict something like this? - Beata grabbed two ladles from the kitchen table and started spinning them, juggling. - Only, let there be fire at the end. It's a little dangerous, but you're our fire expert, so I don't think you'll have any problems! And if something goes wrong, we should put a box of sand backstage and use simpler props.

— And a good morning to you too. Already full of ideas, huh? That's great! — the Tanarian thoughtfully watched the circus performer's improvisation, — Hmm, we can try it, yes. The main thing is to rehearse everything under your guidance. Just... be a little more careful with the ladles... — a worried glance was directed at the kitchen utensils, — As for precautions, — she thought again, assessing whether her skills and affinity would be enough for this, — I think it wouldn't hurt to stock up on burn ointments anyway. Just in case. I'm certainly used to this, I've cauterized my own wounds many times, but we shouldn't neglect safety. And the idea with the sand is a good one.

Yesterday's conversation was surprisingly productive and, in all respects, quite interesting... Erephir was pleased to see the Carneolians taking the initiative.

Among the other members of the group, Astellia didn't really participate in the "meeting," but that was understandable, considering that 90% of the topics were military in nature. Still, Erephir asked the maid to take the test in her free time, just like everyone else, and to exchange results, which was clearly interesting. Also, before leaving for the city, the leader said the following:

“Little ones, in addition to everything else, I suggest we have a session of cross-examination in the evenings. It turned out to be very fun and useful, exceeding all expectations, and even after several months of communicating with you, I am sure that we will learn a lot more about each other. So don't hesitate, let's take turns!) If, of course, you're interested!

Ultimately, on Sunday, the Nozenrot went to fulfill the promise she had made to her friend, and to her slight surprise, she met Klin at the entrance to Ikigai. And perhaps Sanex as well? She greeted them, but there wasn't much time for conversation. Despite getting up early, Erephir didn't come to the Temple ahead of time, spending most of the time from sunrise in training and writing in her diary; in the end, she arrived almost exactly on time. It was time to listen to the Calinian wisdom... The redhead went straight to the square in front of the Temple, where the meeting was to take place.

- Lexia-chan, hello, - he says to the dog, then turns his gaze to the owner. - She's beautiful. I have an acquaintance who has one just like her. Also a female, quite cheerful. I wonder if they would become friends? It's a rhetorical question. Maybe they'll meet again; he's been in this area lately - he visits [A]... Anyway, see you later. When I return and finish everything, I'll stop by. Hello, Beauty-san, and I wish you a good rest of the day.

=> [A]

— And a good morning to you too. Are you already full of ideas, haha? That's great! — the Tanarian thoughtfully watched the circus performer's improvisation, — Hmm, we can try that. The main thing is to rehearse everything under your guidance. Just be a little more careful with the ladles... — she cast a worried glance towards the kitchen utensils, — As for precautions, — she thought again, considering whether her skills and affinity would be enough, — I think it wouldn't hurt to stock up on burn ointments anyway. Just in case. I'm certainly used to this, I've cauterized my own wounds many times, but we shouldn't neglect safety. And the sand idea is a good one.

— We'll rehearse! I think you'll do great. And safety is definitely important. I'm glad you're on board!
Beata carefully puts the undamaged ladles back.

— Mice, in addition to everything else, I suggest we have a cross-questioning session in the evenings. It turned out to be very fun and useful, exceeding all expectations, and even after several months of communicating with you, I'm sure we'll learn a lot more about each other. So don't hesitate, let's take turns ) If, of course, you're interested!.

— Ah-ha-ha, let's do it 😅 — Beata grinned.
— And can we refuse to answer some questions? 😳 — Gillon asked timidly.

— Oh, by the way, boss, who knows about the folk festivities and the coronation? I wanted to approach Melissa with my circus, he's in the know, do you know?

- Will it be possible to refuse to answer some questions? 😳 - Guyon asked hesitantly.

-- No, you'll have to answer, -- said the redhead, it's unclear whether she was serious or not.

- Oh, by the way, boss, who knows about the folk festivities and the coronation? I wanted to approach Mellisa with my circus, he's in the know, do you know?

-- It seems that this is exactly his area of expertise, I don't know if he will be able to accept you or if his workload will not allow it. Maybe you should contact SRI? Even apart from the idea of the coronation, offer them help in organizing entertainment to boost people's morale... I think it's quite possible.

- Let's rehearse! I think you'll do great. And yes, safety is important. I'm glad you're involved!
Beata carefully puts the undamaged ladles back.

"I wonder what kind of performance she has in mind. Although, I probably shouldn't ask. I might spoil the surprise. Although... there's a chance I'll see it during rehearsals anyway."
- Thank you, I hope it works out! I'm glad I can help!

- Mice, in addition to everything else, I suggest we have a session of cross-questions in the evenings. It turned out to be very fun and useful, exceeding all expectations, and even after several months of communicating with you, I'm sure we'll learn a lot more about each other. So don't hesitate, let's take turns ) If, of course, you're interested!.

"Hmm, I never gave the "right" answer to that question. I should do that sometime. It would be very relevant to the upcoming beauty contest. I might even give them a few tips, as a seasoned beauty from Reme. It would also refresh my memory."