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Miku?

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“Has lady sakura not heard that a kiss heals wounds?”

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I wanted to play around with her side bangs

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I'm back from my trip! I have plenty drafted, so expect me to be getting to those throughout the week.

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QUEST TIME!!!

wow! fantasia quests? rewards? a racoon pup with anomalous strength!? leave a like here and i'll beam a stelle at you at mach 9. capping at 2 just to make sure i don't overwhelm myself

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QUEST TIME!!!

wow! fantasia quests? rewards? a racoon pup with anomalous strength!? leave a like here and i'll beam a stelle at you at mach 9. capping at 2 just to make sure i don't overwhelm myself

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I am so so soft and yet no one is cuddling me close like a teddy bear

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When she came to in the dense forests of the Airaisal Kingdom, she was frantic, and confused. Just as it had happened when she first arrived on this island, she began to quietly panic. Yet again this strange world conspired to separate and isolate. Once the immediate frustration abated, and she found her bearings alongside her newfound affinities... it was back to square one, and yet another journey had begun.

This time there were no amusement parks, or arcades, or batting cages. This time there were long days, and longer nights. Each filled with the awkwardness of remembering to mind her own tail, of being far too sensitive to the sights and smells around her. Meager distractions in the constellations above and in the world around her got her through each sunset and rise. Helping a person in need warmed her heart against the chilling anxieties of departure. No feasts, no vacationing, no lollygagging. Point A ( alone ) to Point B ( reuniting ), that was the priority.

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Eventually, the sun did rise on such a fateful encounter. High in a tree within Xalphina, a vigilant and sleepless young lady peers at her surroundings. The sun's warm glow meets the river's magic, the few shadows remaining all slowly falling away like a curtain against the wild trail she had been travelling. And finally --

-- there's one.

March 7th. Unmistakable, even with such ethereal changes. If she weren't so easily excitable Stelle would have simply remained there, staring in awe. But instead...

Just as the unsuspecting girl travels by the racoon hound's tree, she's assailed by an intercontinental ballistic Stelle from above, with no warning other than --

-- "I found you..!" @sixphasedfreeze

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go ahead and leave a like on this post for a FANTASIA WAR starter! please have something for me to reference for your muse regarding the event!

you can see stelle's here! woof

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She only smiles when her pink companion mentions intergalactic adventures. After all, there wasn't really much of a chance of that happening while they were stranding on this island. Though there's always some kind of adventure involved with March and Dan Heng. That's how Himeko and Welt would want it, anyways.

Himeko... Welt...

Her mind almost wanders to missing her mentors, until March says the words 'trash cans'. The blush is missed, sparing March from whatever odd response Stelle might have to the reddened visage.. for now. It's Bin Time, baby.

"Leaving no lid unturned means I'm truly living as a Trailblazer." She's so proud of herself, arms crossed and head nodding profoundly. "The tenant is 'explore', not 'explore everything but wastebins'."

It's clear March still hasn't heard their call, regardless. The same call one gets when you see an unopened chest... it resounds within the rich contents of lustrous trashcans.

❄ "Girl time can just be time between girls you know! Why are you making it sound like I take you on an intergalactic adventure every time we hang out?" Stelle had been a little quiet for a moment but had quickly regained her composure to poke right at March again. She might not have been wrong that Dan Heng could be considered "one of the girls" sometimes though.

Stelle time!? March time!?

"You don't need to make it sound so weird, y'know?" March was blushing a little. For a gal who liked talking about how cute she was, being told that Stelle missed her in such a way had taken her entirely off-guard! "Buuuut I guess you could say that yeah, I missed Stelle time! Even if you sometimes want to go exploring trash cans." Speaking of... There weren't any nearby, were there!?

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"Years, huh..."

The idea that she might be brought on board yet another adventure for possibly years to come... is actually not unfamiliar territory for the young Trailblazer. Once upon a time she had made the choice to embark on one such journey between the stars. While the choice wasn't hers in this particular case, there was still a similar question: remain inward, or step outside and see what the realm has to offer? If she has years ahead of her, maybe she can experience as much as she had in space.

Hopefully with less javelins through the heart, though.

"Even if it's not a second home, it could be a second place to explore." This notion is expressed in such a wise way that there's a moment of silence following it. She's shocked at how similar to her mentor she sounds. Certified Himeko moment, right there. "What's it to you? A home? A..." she looks to the launcher, speaking softly, not judgmentally "...firing range?"

Watching the one that called herself Stelle attempt to eat the little pocket of food was somewhat amusing to Architect. It felt like it was their first time even looking at the food yet despite how hot it probably was she continued to persist. Someone had to admire their moxie, especially just to taste the gooey goodness that many praised it for.

"Ah they probably were but who knows? Maybe they had a couple of lovers lined up or some bigger gig? Really unless they were talking about it here and I just wasn't paying attention I'm not gonna go out of my way to care." Too little time to have to mentally note where all her "partners" were. And last thing the doll wanted was to feel shackled down because of it.

"Oh that? I have the slightest clue. I've been here almost close to half a year already and I don't see any signs of getting back to where I'm from anytime soon. Not that I care, this is basically a vacation resort compared to where I'm from."

...And a lot less war going on. But she did still miss Gager and some of the others that constantly received Architect's pestering.

"Probably better off asking someone who's been here longer that." Who they were in particular the doll didn't know but she knew they existed. "Heard some people out here have been in Spirale for years! Can't imagine how that's going for them. I mean at that rate you might as well call this place your second home right?!"

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go ahead and leave a like on this post for a FANTASIA WAR starter! please have something for me to reference for your muse regarding the event!

you can see stelle's here! woof

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go ahead and leave a like on this post for a FANTASIA WAR starter! please have something for me to reference for your muse regarding the event!

you can see stelle's here! woof

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"What do you think?"

She asks such a question with her palms splayed out, a pile of ten pebbles in her hands. Of the ten, only about three stand out. Of the three, only one seems to actually be attractive. Polished, pretty, and seemingly... carved? It's a little strange for sure.

"I ran into a merchant on the way to Eriol. He told me about his little stone crafts, and the way he hides them in wooden capsules. For kids - " she corrects her honesty " -for cool people to open. Lucky people get the pretty stuff, like me. It's ultra rare, he said."

The way she raises her brows, and the way her striped tail gently sways all but shouts: pretty cool huh??

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ฅ FANTASIA WAR ฅ

Beastkin: With the perky ears of a canine and the tail of a racoon, she fits in well enough with her fellow forest folk in the Kingdom of Airaisal. Teeth and all, she's ready to bite into... something. Probably ( hopefully ) not someone. Count on that double strength and affinity for magic! Awooo!

woman_standing_emoji: This isn't the first time she's been caught in the middle of some complex vie for power, but so long as it doesn't involve her or her friends she's keeping a distance from the complications. Just how long such complications can be evaded for remains to be seen.. after all, "Trailblazers" and political complications seem to go hand in hand...

Nosy as a racoon, kind as a hound: If you've been negatively impacted by the war, chances are Stelle will want to help you in some way. It's just the right thing to do, as a Trailblazer. She's also something of a busybody, and with no access to her daily gachas... well, a girl's gotta do SOMETHING.

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// message to all bitches dying on my dash: SURVIVE!!

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First March. Then, Dan Heng. It was in her hopes that perhaps Mr. Yang or Himeko might be the next to be reunited with the little lost star. However... it would seem that fate - and its slave - would have other plans. The text came as an alert worth rushing for, and became a message inciting much hesitation. Whatever momentum had been gaining from between arrival and the present was now sputtering against sudden, awkward waves of uncertainty.

Thumbs hang over the keyboard, type, reset, and go again. Once, twice. Long, short. Emotional, direct. Just like the first time. Just like every time.

TO: UNKNOWN

FROM: STELLE

[ XX:42] Kafka... It has to be you. Right? Where are you? Do you know what's going on here? [ XX:55] Are you alright?

She makes herself home against the rail of the boardwalk she had been walking along with March, who was now off occupying herself with one of the arcade machines... what occasional glances from March come her way, she gives a convincing thumbs up... and then turns away to fixate on the phone.

⬖ A familiar name was present in the city's phone contacts, but because it was only a first name Kafka couldn't have been entirely sure if it was the girl she was thinking of. Out of curiosity she disguised her name and sent the number a text. If it was who she thought it was, then she would understand who was contacting her.

TO: STELLE FROM: UNKNOWN

Hey there. I didn't think I'd see your number in here, but it's a welcome surprise. Have you reunited with anyone from the Express? If you're who I think you are, that is.

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