If you must know, it's for research. My next spell shall be the marvel of all who reside on this nameless island.
[ It's not that weird, she licked her own boots for research once! It's not weird!
She takes the small glass vial from her pocket. ]
And here. Take this. [ It's not a bribe, but she would very much appreciate if he told no one about the steps that she takes to craft the flashiest (and probably most useless of) spells. ]
[When is Coco going to claim and name this island for House Nuvelle, first of all. Secondly—research? Research. So lame, and so, so weird, hence the flat look Felix levels at her before allowing his eyes to drop to that vial. Aha.
...Well. He really should thank her; it's the polite thing to do, but as he reaches out to pluck that vial from her fingers:]
A spell for flowers. Useful. [Not at all, his dry tone implies.] Better to spend your time training, or perfecting your blend.
[Thread idea: Coco somehow curses Stray Cat into existence and lets it attack Felix.]
[ Why not? Nuvelle is a wonderful name for an island. And it's magical research. ]
Ahahaha! My name shall reach far and wide! It shall pierce the fog split rend the heavens open! [ And let the sun shine through... whoops. ] They might even name this island after me when I'm through!
[ It's just another tea spell, but let her dream, Felix. ]
[Ma'am, that speech is so much? Hence Felix's rude snort as he flips this vial about in his hands, doing his best to judge its contents from sight alone.]
Maybe if you do something about the geese.
[Annoying creatures. And with that, Felix turns to leave—but pauses? Stands there for a moment, his back to her, before he pipes back up with:]
Sword oil is difficult to find here. This is... useful.
[If it's good, that is. Which it probably is, but this is as close to a proper thanks as she's going to get, at the moment. He doesn't know her like that.]
[ Sir, she is a mage. Not a chef. How is she supposed to know what to do with geese. ]
You're welcome, Felix Fraldarius. [ She has hung around with Jeritza enough to know how moody swordsmen convey gratitude. And yes, she says this with an exorbitant amount of flourish just to be annoying. ]
[Find a spell to banish them from whence they came! Please. But while that... flourish... only earns Constance an irritated tsk before Felix stalks right out of this greenhouse of horrors...
...Well. Give him, like, a day to see to his weaponry, and he'll send her a curt message telling her a) It Will Do and b) inquiring about collecting more, as needed. Way to go, Coco! You now have one (1) idiot who will trade a favor in the future for a steady supply of sword oil. A test subject?]
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[ It's not that weird, she licked her own boots for research once! It's not weird!
She takes the small glass vial from her pocket. ]
And here. Take this. [ It's not a bribe, but she would very much appreciate if he told no one about the steps that she takes to craft the flashiest (and probably most useless of) spells. ]
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...Well. He really should thank her; it's the polite thing to do, but as he reaches out to pluck that vial from her fingers:]
A spell for flowers. Useful. [Not at all, his dry tone implies.] Better to spend your time training, or perfecting your blend.
[Thread idea: Coco somehow curses Stray Cat into existence and lets it attack Felix.]
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Ahahaha! My name shall reach far and wide! It shall pierce the fog split rend the heavens open! [ And let the sun shine through... whoops. ] They might even name this island after me when I'm through!
[ It's just another tea spell, but let her dream, Felix. ]
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Maybe if you do something about the geese.
[Annoying creatures. And with that, Felix turns to leave—but pauses? Stands there for a moment, his back to her, before he pipes back up with:]
Sword oil is difficult to find here. This is... useful.
[If it's good, that is. Which it probably is, but this is as close to a proper thanks as she's going to get, at the moment. He doesn't know her like that.]
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[ Sir, she is a mage. Not a chef. How is she supposed to know what to do with geese. ]
You're welcome, Felix Fraldarius. [ She has hung around with Jeritza enough to know how moody swordsmen convey gratitude. And yes, she says this with an exorbitant amount of flourish just to be annoying. ]
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...Well. Give him, like, a day to see to his weaponry, and he'll send her a curt message telling her a) It Will Do and b) inquiring about collecting more, as needed. Way to go, Coco! You now have one (1) idiot who will trade a favor in the future for a steady supply of sword oil. A test subject?]