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[vanhossen]

[ When Sylvia awakes in the edge of the forest, one of the first things she registers is the change of clothes (and a slight lack thereof), and that's enough to fully wake her. Her initial reaction is to react, and there is a short gasp before -- ]

H-how indecent!

[ The journal she'd unknowingly brushed open in her grogginess lies on the ground,

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[hazelrink]

[Somewhere, somehow, in Luceti, a sense is triggered. An indecency sense. It is one of Charlotte Hazelrink's many, many super powers. Putting on her mask-

No okay no she just happens to hear the echo of the yell from a ways off. And she turns her head curiously because that seems to ring a bell. Lalala, going in the direction she heard that from...]

2/4 i lied

[hazelrink]

[LALALA- Oh! There we go! It's a blonde girl who is in those cold looking new feather dresses. ...That must be cold. Charlotte waves and starts to jog on over to the girl-

...Wait.

.........Wait-]

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[hazelrink]

[...No way is that someone she hasn't seen in like a year now? She should be shocked and dumbfounded, right?! And for a half second, she is. However, this is not the way of the princess of Hazelrink. Because her way is:]

okay done and action obvs

[hazelrink]

[To turn that jog into a run and open her arms wide to embrace her best friend whether she wants it or not]

Silvie!!

You liar.

[vanhossen]

[ Sylvia's gut reaction to the sound of rapid steps is to turn and (possibly) confront the force, but she drops all of that when she sees a blur of pink. Charlotte. Except the embrace is violating her personal bubble and why is her friend doing this out of nowhere -- ]

Charle . . . !

[hazelrink]

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TACKLEHUG. No really, she dive-bombs, laughing and happy and just. Well, you get the idea]

Silvie! Silvie!

[vanhossen]

[ Charlotte is so, so very happy to the point Sylvia has to wonder where all this excitement is coming from. She manages to stand her ground when she's tackled in all her indecent glory, and that's when she notices those (real looking) feathery appendages; why is why she gently grasps her friend's shoulders, steadying her. Serious business time. ]

Charle. What's that?

[hazelrink]

[S-she giggles a little at that, actually, but backs off from the hug. Even if she still wants to, well...]

They're my wings... [Where to even start, um...] your wings are nice too...?

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[vanhossen]

[ Your wings? ]

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[vanhossen]

[ Then again, she's been having this killer back ache. ]

[vanhossen]

[ !?!? Too many surprises at once! ]

When . . . !?

[hazelrink]

Um Silvie it's... a long story? [She runs a hand through her bangs. Man she's still not even sure where to start]

[vanhossen]

[ Okay, regaining composure. She looks at Charlotte. Forget being indecently dressed for now. ] We have time.

[hazelrink]

[...Well there's so much to say but she knows she would be cold dressed like that so she tugs at the sleeve of her jacket before] So you want to get some clothes first? [Clearly this is more relevant than wings on your back]

[vanhossen]

[ . . . Charlotte, you are such a good friend. Yes, she wants to get some clothes first. She feels naked like this. ]

Of course.

[hazelrink]

[Now with something to focus on other than how much Luceti is complicated and sucks and etc, Charlotte perks up instantly!] Okay! [And she... hooks her arm in Silvie's. This is totally not over-affectionate what are you talking about]

Let's go!