She's got a halo around her finger [Open-ish/Active]

[lyricalsummons]

Character(s): Lenne! (Jecht, Yuna? ....Zim? ;D)
Content: Wormholes! And... Lenne might think she's actually in Zanarkand. DX
Setting: Zanarkand, Oblivion!Spira.
Time: Afternoon, ish.
Warnings: ....potential angst?

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[lyricalsummons]

"Are you alright?" Lenne asked her friend at once, though she seemed to be fine, and hopefully not too bruised. It had been quite the maneuver for Yuna to avoid her, and she felt grateful, but a little guilty. "I'm sorry, would have moved, but I'd hoped you missed the... well, whatever that was."

She couldn't help a quiet, sarcastic chuckle at Yuna's last observation. "It's a little chilly this time of year," she agreed, smiling softly, knowing full well the seasons had no effect on it. She was very glad, indeed, that she hadn't ended up there, again.

Macalania was very much welcomed, in comparison, though she'd never been able to explore the woods as much as she would have liked. There was an eerie beauty to the place, and she fell silent again, just trying to take it all in.

[sumofallfayth]

"I'm fine," Yuna assured her friend with a smile. "Here, let me help." Reaching into the pouch at her hip, she switched garment grids to White Mage and sent off a Curaga to both of them in turn just to be sure. Letting the magic settle over them, she switched back to Gunner and tried to stand up, offering a hand to Lenne in return.

"Hopefully we won't find another one of those. I don't want to end up in the snow."

Because snow was cold and neither of them were wearing a whole lot.

"How have you been? It feels like it's been so long since we've seen each other."

[lyricalsummons]

Lenne had forgotten just how invigorating magic could feel, and shivered a moment as the spell washed over her, rapidly healing her minor bruises and scrapes. She'd also never seen anything quite like what Yuna had just done with the dresspheres. It sparked a vague memory, but she couldn't place it. She took Yuna's offered hand with a smile, and slowly stood, smoothing out her skirt once she was steadied.

"I've never seen such an expert wardrobe change," she complimented, her tone definitely curious as to what exactly had just happened.

"It's not an experience I'm eager to repeat," she agreed. She was not a fan of snow to begin with, and much less without proper garb. Avoiding the wormholes was a given, at this point.

And there was the question she'd been expecting, and the one she was the least sure of the answer. "I... have been fine, I suppose," she answered as truthfully as possible. "And you? It seems that so much has changed here, and that so much time had passed, but it feels like I was just here."

[sumofallfayth]

Yuna blinked for a second at Lenne's confusion over the dresspheres and blushed sheepishly. She tended to forget that not everyone knew about them. "Oh, it's a dressphere. Shinra invented them. They let me harness other people's abilities. That one was the White Mage dressphere, but I have a lot of others with me."

She nodded to the comment about Gagazet and snow, knowing she wasn't too keen on being dropped up there, either. "I... a lot has happened since you've been gone, but..." She offered a bright, genuine smile. "I'm glad you're back. We never really got a chance to talk before. Maybe we can do that now."

[lyricalsummons]

"I think you'd showed me once before but... I can't quite remember," Lenne responded, a little apologetically, mostly still curious. How fascinating to be able to change ones ability simply by... changing clothes.

Lenne didn't like the sound of her assumptions being confirmed by Yuna's change of subject. Obviously much that had happened had not been for the best, but Yuna seemed to be alright, even better than when she'd left, actually, so she remained optimistic. And decided she'd pry later.

"I would like that," she agreed with a genuine smile. "Seems like we have the time, now," she added with a light laugh. "Shall we take a walk?" she suggested with an ever-growing grin, motioning up the sparkling path that led into the forest's canopy.