The first thing Flayn noticed once she got her bearings back at the Rent-a-Ride was that somehow, this place has made her a little taller. Now, as she sees herself in the mirror of the changing room at the springs, she can tell that she looks a little older, too. Could it be that her familiar, in bringing her here, read in her heart the wish to strike out on her own and cease to be treated like a child? Could it have changed her appearance to better suit her true relative age? Hesitantly, she tucks her hair behind one ear - ah, good, she was allowed to keep her pointed ears, as well.
In a fit of sudden defiance, she pulls the clips out of her hair and uses them to pin the long ringlets up behind her head instead, showing her ears off for all to see. She is not in Fodlan anymore and her father is not here. She will do as she pleases.
These thoughts are very exciting, and thus her mood is buoyant as she joins her fellow travelers in the relaxing spring. She soon turns to the nearest person to converse.
"This place is quite peaceful, is it not? Ah, I can almost smell the rejuvenating properties of this wondrous water! Please, tell me: what sort of a world do you come from?"
A. Honey over Vinegar
Cookies! On trees! Flayn isn't sure she's ever seen anything so fantastic in her life. So far, her preferred method of 'picking' them has been to hold her basket up under the tree while her familiar, a snow-white pegasus roughly the size of a large dog, flies up to knock them down into it...being mindful of wasps, of course. It isn't the fastest method she could have chosen, but she's never been much of one to rush things.
"Oh, it is so very difficult not to simply eat them now!" she complains to whoever's nearby. "There is such a wonderful variety! And they look positively delicious...perhaps it would not hurt to try just one?" She leans forward and lowers her voice with what would be a sly smile on anyone else, but looks more like harmless mischief on her. "You can try one too - I will not tell if you do not either!"
B. There's Safety in Numbers
Flayn does not hesitate to march out into the chaos' aftermath to heal or help anyone who may need it. As powerful as her healing magic was back home, she has very little trouble translating her Faith over to Avalon's magic, even if it is much weaker than she is accustomed to. She will simply have to practice to regain the whole of her saintly abilities.
Unfortunately, there are plenty of wounded to practice on here. She tries to tell the people organizing everyone that she is a war veteran, thank you very much, and does not need an escort! But in the end, she agrees that wandering around alone is dangerous for anyone right now, and allows them to cast the Buddy System spell to pair her up with a partner...
...although secretly, her true reasons for agreeing are that she realized just how romantic such a thing might be! Imagine, to be fated to meet one's true love through a spell that binds them together in safety and trust? Meeting as strangers but parting as friends - or perhaps more? It's the sort of thing she might read in her favorite romance stories, and she suddenly can't wait to meet whoever they choose to pair her with!
Once someone is chosen, she says, "Hello! I am Flayn. It is very nice to meet you, although it is unfortunate that I must do so under such gloomy circumstances. Still, we shall aid those who require it, and all will be well."
Flayn | Fire Emblem: Three Houses | Healing/Light | Pegasus
The first thing Flayn noticed once she got her bearings back at the Rent-a-Ride was that somehow, this place has made her a little taller. Now, as she sees herself in the mirror of the changing room at the springs, she can tell that she looks a little older, too. Could it be that her familiar, in bringing her here, read in her heart the wish to strike out on her own and cease to be treated like a child? Could it have changed her appearance to better suit her true relative age? Hesitantly, she tucks her hair behind one ear - ah, good, she was allowed to keep her pointed ears, as well.
In a fit of sudden defiance, she pulls the clips out of her hair and uses them to pin the long ringlets up behind her head instead, showing her ears off for all to see. She is not in Fodlan anymore and her father is not here. She will do as she pleases.
These thoughts are very exciting, and thus her mood is buoyant as she joins her fellow travelers in the relaxing spring. She soon turns to the nearest person to converse.
"This place is quite peaceful, is it not? Ah, I can almost smell the rejuvenating properties of this wondrous water! Please, tell me: what sort of a world do you come from?"
A. Honey over Vinegar
Cookies! On trees! Flayn isn't sure she's ever seen anything so fantastic in her life. So far, her preferred method of 'picking' them has been to hold her basket up under the tree while her familiar, a snow-white pegasus roughly the size of a large dog, flies up to knock them down into it...being mindful of wasps, of course. It isn't the fastest method she could have chosen, but she's never been much of one to rush things.
"Oh, it is so very difficult not to simply eat them now!" she complains to whoever's nearby. "There is such a wonderful variety! And they look positively delicious...perhaps it would not hurt to try just one?" She leans forward and lowers her voice with what would be a sly smile on anyone else, but looks more like harmless mischief on her. "You can try one too - I will not tell if you do not either!"
B. There's Safety in Numbers
Flayn does not hesitate to march out into the chaos' aftermath to heal or help anyone who may need it. As powerful as her healing magic was back home, she has very little trouble translating her Faith over to Avalon's magic, even if it is much weaker than she is accustomed to. She will simply have to practice to regain the whole of her saintly abilities.
Unfortunately, there are plenty of wounded to practice on here. She tries to tell the people organizing everyone that she is a war veteran, thank you very much, and does not need an escort! But in the end, she agrees that wandering around alone is dangerous for anyone right now, and allows them to cast the Buddy System spell to pair her up with a partner...
...although secretly, her true reasons for agreeing are that she realized just how romantic such a thing might be! Imagine, to be fated to meet one's true love through a spell that binds them together in safety and trust? Meeting as strangers but parting as friends - or perhaps more? It's the sort of thing she might read in her favorite romance stories, and she suddenly can't wait to meet whoever they choose to pair her with!
Once someone is chosen, she says, "Hello! I am Flayn. It is very nice to meet you, although it is unfortunate that I must do so under such gloomy circumstances. Still, we shall aid those who require it, and all will be well."