not_meatbuns | Rebel 11 [Action & Written]

[It's definitely way too hot for the tastes of someone used to living on a very high mountaintop. Litchi isn't really enjoying this heat wave much at all. So, once she's gotten her work out of the way for the day, she's headed off to the lake in an attempt to cool down. Not that she has any plans on swimming, just relaxing in the shade. Maybe finally finishing that book she's been reading. A nice afternoon to herself; although she's fairly certain there will be plenty of other people who had the same idea as her for beating the heat.

Once she's out at the lake and had a chance to at least slightly cool off, she takes out her journal to ask something she's been meaning to get around to for a while now.]

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I think it's about time I got around to learning some magic from the Spirits here. Nala, specifically, if I remember what the guide said correctly. With the way things have been lately, it's becoming more and more obvious that I would be a much better help to the village if I learned some healing magic.

I suppose my question would be: Can anyone with experience contacting Nala let me know what to expect and how to make contact? Or any Spirit, for that matter. I'm afraid this is all new to me still.

Thank you all in advance for your help.

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[Tir is actually out fishing, but since it's kind of a hot day, he actually waded out in the water and found a nice place on top of a rock out in the middle of the water where he can let his feet get wet while fishing. He's got a fishing line in hand, but his shoes are sitting beside him, next to his neatly folded up tunic that he's not wearing.]

[She sees you over there, Tir. Not entirely sure if he's noticed her from where he is -- he seems fairly intent on his fishing -- but still, Litchi gives a wave of greeting.]

[He does notice something behind him, so when he turns his head to look, he spots Litchi. Ah, awkward memories. And here he is without a shirt again. He gives a slight wave back before finding a place to wedge his fishing pole into. He then turns around on his rock to face her. Should he say anything? She seems busy reading and he'd have to be somewhat loud for her to hear.]

[She sets her book aside and approaches the edge of the lake so that she's at least a little closer. Yelling an entire conversation is a little ridiculous.]

Anything biting, Mr. McDohl?

Not today, Miss Litchi. [But then, nothing ever is. lol no bait]

That's a bit of a shame. But at least this is good weather for a day out on the lake, right?

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