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[castcure]

[The feed opens on a close shot of Dakki, sitting on a couch and surrounded by colorful cushions. She's leaning in the slightest bit, hands primly in her lap. Propped nearby is a odd-looking staff.]

I've had luck asking general questions before, and this one's a bit more complicated than asking about fruits and vegetables. Hopefully someone has an answer? Aah...

[She trails off for an awkward moment, then clears her throat and tries again.]

I'm in need of a place to practice my thaumaturgy. Which is, in this case, er... throwing large amounts of fire and ice about. With the occasional... large explosion.

[There's another bit of awkward hesitation, this time as she presses her lips together in a thin line. Who in their right mind is going to suggest a place where she can go and cause explosions? But it is what she's looking to do... she has to be honest.]

I know there's a 'gym' set up for Moonblesssed, but that's more oriented towards physical combat, yes? Is there anywhere appropriate for practicing powerful magic?

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[castcure]

[Her look becomes one of considerable surprise, the moment she hears Emet-Selch provide a response. Shouldn't a question like this be beneath him? Perhaps it's not really about that.]

It... seems overdue, yes.

[And then there is a moment of her reaching forward, her expression one of concentration, before the video is cut and she switches to audio, herself.]

Fun a challenge as that might be, I think there might be enough casters here to make it worth setting up something a bit... lower stakes? Mmn, it's still worth keeping in mind.

[She, too, hesitates a moment at that last bit. It wouldn't be hard to imagine another look of surprise upon her face.]

...you're welcome. That feels like high praise, coming from you.

[sassian]

Well, don't flatter yourself too much. I do have better manners than to criticize a gift freely given.

[Well... Enough manners to know it would be rude, at least. Not that it would have stopped him from voicing any complaint if the chocolates hadn't actually been rather good. Still, he hardly needed to be giving any Warrior of Light cause get cocky about anything.]

Now, frivolities aside, just how many might you be expecting to gather, and are they all... [he paused meaningfully] the same sort as you?

[He supposed he should have been keeping track of how many of them there were the whole time, but it really did seem such a chore to do so without causing a ruckus.]

[castcure]

[Something about his protest makes her smile... and in spite of her no longer being visible to him, she still presses her lips together to try and stifle it. It does mean he can hear a small hum of acceptance of his claim to good manners, though.]

At this point? One or two others. [Ah, that is a very meaningful pause.] And... not the same sort as I. Not... not that they're unwelcome! But I'm not even certain that all of those that I know of would be interested.

[I'ziva might appreciate a proper space for casting, given that she seems to be a Red Mage. Felih, perhaps, too. Kaelas and Shar and Rhus seemed far more comfortable with bladed weapons, though, to her knowledge... Gods, and what would Allumette even care to do?

...hmm.]

Do you know of any that I ought to invite?

[sassian]

No, I have no suggestions. I'm afraid I haven't found the society enough to my liking to do a great deal socializing.

[Well, with one exception, at least, but he was not about to point any of Hydaelyn's heroes at the closest thing he had to a companion, however indestructible the man professed to be.]

Should I presume the invitation to be open should I run into a likely candidate?

[castcure]

Ah. I'm sorry to hear that.

[It's said softly, in a way that comes out surprisingly neutral. Some part of her wanted to be sarcastic, but her heart couldn't quite make it there. How sad, to still be closed-off and lonely even when spirited away to somewhere strange and new.]

...yes! Certainly. You can... you can have them send me a message.

You're welcome to come, too. Even if it's not likely to be terribly interesting.

[sassian]

Are you really? Well, that is something.

[He sighs and shakes his head. He supposes she may even mean it, considering who she is.]

You are right that it is not likely to be interesting... But, I suppose I might as well be bored one place as another. Perhaps I will turn up, some time.

[castcure]

I am.

[In spite of her best efforts, she does mean it at least a little. Whether that's an innate trait that those of her ilk have or her own personal quality, she herself has begun to wonder...]

It might be a different sort of boredom, at least.

[A pause.]

I'll likely be bringing snacks, too.