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[cryopathy]

kiera canorus aurelius

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weasel's note: kiera's handwriting is a neat, flowing script somewhere between print and cursive.

they can most often be found at the barn, either tending to animals or in the attached stablemaster's quarters, or at the watchtower bar, either as a patron or occasionally tending bar.

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At Summer Camp

[unheiring]

[Hello, Kiera. It's the middle of the night and there is a little tip tapping on the cabin window. If they get up to investigate, they'll find a little redwinged blackbird there, peep-peeping up at them!]

[cryopathy]

[... oh. what? yeah, sure, they'll definitely bite. surely the sleepy magic won't instantly pop them back inside if they go out to look at the birdie. it's only polite to their bunkmates, after all.

birds don't usually startle from her, since she's mastered their form, but she still doesn't get right up in its business yet.]

You look a bit out of place, little one. [it isn't a plantimal, like all the native fauna, for starters.]

[unheiring]

[She might not get in its business, but it gets right in hers. It flutters up to her face, almost close enough to peck, then pops up and proceeds to make a nest out of her hair.

... Kiera might hear the sound of a giggle nearby, while she's at it. Hm!!]

[cryopathy]

[ah. good birdie...

-- ?!!!

they turn... slowly, so as not to disturb little bird... because of course they recognize that laugh.]

This is your doing, then?

[unheiring]

[Luca steps out from behind a nearby tree, still wearing a mischievous smile. He waves his finger once, with the bird taking flight once more. It dips back down, and, after bopping itself clean into Kiera's face, disappears with a shower of sparks.]

So it would seem. Now that the magic from last month has dissipated, this is what I have been left with.

[Another wave of his hand, and the creature perches upon his shoulder once more.]

[cryopathy]

[kiera plays along, flinching with exaggeration as the summon bonks her and poofs. they are... almost jealous that it's lucas, and takes its place back on his shoulder.]

That's very charming, especially for you. [a wink, before she twirls her own fingers and tosses a small and imperfect ruby toward him.] This is the best I can do at the moment.

[unheiring]

[Luca stumbles forward, catching the ruby betwixt his hands. The shift in his concentration, however, causes the bird to immediately poof away. He makes a face, but says nothing of it. Instead, his attention turns to the gift.]

I believe it fits, considering your corvid brain. [A faint laugh.] Perhaps we may yet build another empire. We may not be able to establish a vineyard, but perhaps we can sell jewels under the Aurelius name?

[cryopathy]

[there's a soft laugh as she forms a couple more gems in her palm, then closes her hand and shakes them together. clicky clack very satisfying.]

I hadn't thought of it that way, but you're onto something. Infinite precious gems seems like a terribly easy way to inflate the economy to the point of rendering money worthless, however...

[unheiring]

[Luca's eyes go wide for just a moment. Corvid instinct activated. He wants the shinies... ]

Good thing money means nothing here as it is! We cannot break an economy that is already broken, right?

[cryopathy]

[luca you fucking hypocrite. kiera sees that look. so she tosses a sparkly gold citrine just to the side of him. dance, monkey.]

True. Though I doubt I'm the only one here with this ability, so there might not be a market.