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Sora Marvell - Float Area/Magnolia
Sora's hands stretched out above her head towards the sky up above, fingers curling into small victorious fists as she flashed Clair a cheesy grin. " We did great, don't you think? " She mused happily, bouncing up onto her tippy toes from glee. Her blue hair cascaded about her frame as she jumped down off the float, touching down onto the ground with ease, smile unwavering from the adrenaline of the entire float ride along with the song she'd found the courage to once again share with everyone in Magnolia. The melody itself still rung inside her head, heart feeling full of a newborn hope that always seemed to find a safe harbor there after singing that memorable and rather personal song.
An ashamed look slowly crept onto her face, distorting the childish smirk that previously rested there as she realized she'd been so caught up in everything that she'd not even been paying attention to the crowd itself. She was sure Lysander had watched part of the parade though, it was hard to miss after-all. If anything, at least the song would've reached his ears where ever he might have been within the city. Sora rolled her shoulders a few times as if to shake off the remaining abundance of energy and bent down to scoop up her disheveled bag, throwing it over her shoulder with little effort.
" I'm going to go find Lysan-- " Her words to Clair were quickly cut off as he somehow appeared within the float area, almost as if expecting to find her there. His face seemed contorted with so many different positive emotions that she couldn't help but run up to him, eyes dancing with questions that she didn't bother pursuing the answers to. Truthfully, it was nice just to see him again. It was almost silly how easily her mood seemed to shift when in his presence, as if it had the power to lift any worry or concern and leave her utterly vulnerable, wonderfully so.
" Lysander! I'm glad you found me. " Sora exclaimed, clutching her bag closer to her chest as she snaked a hand within it and ruffled around until her fingers grasped the box she'd stored there for him, bringing it out into view. Both hands clasped around it, backpack now loosely hanging upon her shoulder as she held it out to him with anticipation rising in her chest. " I-I made this for you and I wasn't sure when to give it to you but I thought before the fireworks started would be okay. I hope you like it. " Each word spoken sounded eager but nervous, hues desperately trying to maintain eye contact.
It looked like a simple box with a neatly tied bow but the contents were anything but plain. A brooch laid upon a delicate material, the design being a small intricate dragon encircling an extremely beautiful yet glacier white colored crystal that housed what looked like a small tornado in the center. Upon him opening it, she'd continue speaking, eyes lowering out of the overwhelming emotion building up. " It's for your poncho, I thought it'd look nice there but it's a lot more special than that. " Sora blushed a bit then, gaze still intently held upon her present. " I linked myself to it. It's a special sort of lacrima so when I do something like this... " Her words trailed off as she took a small step back, hair beginning to rise as a wind picked up around her petite frame. The crystal began to glow and react to the sudden use of her magic, the tornado beginning to spin within the stone until she let the wind die down and its movements halted in unison.
" It will glow different colors depending on the magic I use and the more power I output the faster the tornado will spin in response." She explained in a softer tone, calmly allowing herself to go on, " There's green for defense and healing, blue for offensive, and pink means I'm in dragonforce. That way a part of me is always with you and you'll be there with me whenever I find myself in battle. If I manage to somehow fall, Lysander, I will rise again because you've given me something irreplaceable to fight for. " A genuinely heartfelt smile tugged at her lips as she stood before him, eyes curiously wide and awaiting what reaction he'd have. In times like these there was no childlike nature to be found, she felt grounded and determined, eyes harboring a slightly fierce spark to solidify the feelings behind what this all meant to her.
" And if you truly need me, then shatter it, and I'll be able find you, I promise. " The last part almost sounded solemn, the idea of him being in enough danger to have to resort to breaking something so precious didn't bode well with her. His life was way too beloved and cherished for her not to worry about him and if he accepted the gift she'd surely feel more reassured. Hopefully he'd like the gift enough to actually wear it and not feel ashamed to adorn some type of jewelry.
@Huor Spinks @Mr Swiftshots