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Helsa raises her hand and opens her mouth, as if preparing to say something...only for her to stop. A single thought went through her head, piercing through the haze of madness simply because of how important it was.
I have no clue what to say.
Helsa...was just standing there, not saying anything despite showing up. It was extremely awkward.
"Meeeeeeeeh..."
As Ocaeril sat atop the stands inside the demiplane of Tanya's library reading through the absolute chore that was the Book of the Dragon, he couldn't help but feel a little tired. A part of him was still childish and young- that same part finding boring the fact it's the 21th time he's read that book to try and memorize it and find any possible clues.
That same part of him also wanted to go out and do something. Maybe talk to some of his children, watch stuff happen, and maybe even fight some people with his new power to train in case he ever fights Zyr. But...He already wasted all his divinity this cycle. And he'll have to wait for the rest...
"I guess I'm done this cycle...Oh well, at least I got a lot of stuff..." Despite Inqui being on the basket on his back, Ocaeril spoke to particularly no one. An yawn came from his lips, as the book was put inside the basket, and the moment he turned around--
He'd almost meet head first into Helsa.
Ocaeril blinked. His ears and tails perked up, as he hid himself a little bit on his cloak, just staring at Helsa.
"...Um, hello, Helsa? Do you...Need something?"
Helsa raises her hand and opens her mouth, as if preparing to say something...only for her to stop. A single thought went through her head, piercing through the haze of madness simply because of how important it was.
I have no clue what to say.
Helsa...was just standing there, not saying anything despite showing up. It was extremely awkward.