[ Himeka's visits to her domain have been infrequent of late. With Estinien and Relena's disappearance, more of her attention has been put to the world beyond. Horizon has become something of a welcome distraction from the realities they must face, a way to hide into memories and places she holds near and ear even if they are presently so far away.
This is one of those times. She's been very busy on the farm and constantly trying to make contact with the newer Summoned in Solvunn, even she can use a break. Which, apparently, means surrounding herself with equally chatty dragonets and Moogles alike. It's a different type of conversation.
She is normally one to gladly welcome any visitors into her Domain, but at the present she's distracted with a lunch that she has conjured up for herself as she enjoys a little aerial show of dragonets above her. It's not until the group of dancing Moogles decides to sound the alarm that Himeka realizes something is amiss. ]
"Alert! Alert! Our brother has been mog-napped, kupo!"
[ Himeka jumps up immediately as the once dancing Moogles now frantically circle the visitor, waving their little hands and pleading in a series of mostly incoherent kupos. It seems she put some effort into making them just as insufferable lovable as they are in her own world.
What she sees, however...doesn't look quite like mog-napping. More like a singular man giving one of her Moogles a close inspection. Himeka raises a brow as she approaches a little more cautiously. ]
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This is one of those times. She's been very busy on the farm and constantly trying to make contact with the newer Summoned in Solvunn, even she can use a break. Which, apparently, means surrounding herself with equally chatty dragonets and Moogles alike. It's a different type of conversation.
She is normally one to gladly welcome any visitors into her Domain, but at the present she's distracted with a lunch that she has conjured up for herself as she enjoys a little aerial show of dragonets above her. It's not until the group of dancing Moogles decides to sound the alarm that Himeka realizes something is amiss. ]
"Alert! Alert! Our brother has been mog-napped, kupo!"
[ Himeka jumps up immediately as the once dancing Moogles now frantically circle the visitor, waving their little hands and pleading in a series of mostly incoherent kupos. It seems she put some effort into making them just as
insufferablelovable as they are in her own world.What she sees, however...doesn't look quite like mog-napping. More like a singular man giving one of her Moogles a close inspection. Himeka raises a brow as she approaches a little more cautiously. ]
Is there something on his face?