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[RP][Day one, Tournament.] Dimension Veil's

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GoldForge:
Although Alexa knew it probably wasn't best for her to intrude on other people's things, she was-- secretly about as fascinated in little sketches or doodles as videos games... which is a LOT, mind you... despite her lacking of any real artistic talent. "A-ah, sweet! What'cha drawin', there?" She piped up enthusiastically as she scooted closer, attempting to get a better look at the other's sketchbook. Though, the closer she got, the more the back of her hand heated up, until she could've sworn it was about to burst on fire.. even moreso than when she was at the sparring terminal. Hoping that the bustle of the daily crowd would drown out the energy humming from her hand, her eyes fell upon the drawing of a... weird...bunny girl...? Okay, it-- "Ah-- that's pretty cute did you draw that yourse--" Suddenly, out of the blue, the melodious tone emitting from her glove began to pulse, crescendoing into a fiery shriek. At this, she quickly shied away, patting the back of her hand as though she was trying to calm it down. "S-...s-so so sorry!" The girl yelped, wondering why her damn hand was making such a ruckus.

Desbear:
Jade Johnson

 

Jade seemed to stagger a bit as the person began to invade her personal space, especially when they began to ask about what she had been drawing. She began to attempt to hide the drawing, but to no avail as it slipped from her grasp and hit the floor, for the world, or rather, this person she had just met, to see.

Jade began to cringe as the other began to look at her artwork, fearing a bit of backlash towards her style, or criticizing how she went about some of the anatomy, or even just complaints about the subject matter... But, what she received, was far different. What the girl who had began to look at her art gave her, was praise. Something she was not used to being given. "Y-yeah, I drew that. I-"

She was cut off as the girl she had just ran met's hand began to make an odd, rumbling noise. Without even thinking, she ran over to the person, asking a question as the mark on her foot began to increase in pain.  "Are you okay? Do I need to get you help?"

GoldForge:
"A-ah! Sorry about your book, I-I-I--!" When the sketchbook toppled to the ground, her voice got even shakier by the second. Agh, great--! She just ruined somebody else's day, didn't she?! Before she knew it, a purple blur charged towards her, causing her to 'panic squeal' like some sort of...dying rat. However, she did not receive the enraged fist to the face she was expecting, but rather-- concern? Gah! She couldn't believe it! How could anyone possibly be concerned about someone as foolish as herself? Scrambling to regain her balance, she swallowed hard, hoping for the best. "N-n-n-no, no! I'm fine! Gee, uh-- lovely weather we're having today, eh?" Her abrupt changing of the topic and awkward laughter certainly were not helping as she pulled her gloved hand up her sleeve to hide the glowing fabric... "T-the sun is shining, t-t-the birds are-. . . .shoot. . . .u-uh..."

Desbear:
Jade Johnson

 

Jade to stare a little confusedly at the girl, as she could still very plainly see the glowing, and hear the odd noise, but she seemed to be trying to change the subject. Now, a normal person, would have given the normal answer, of continuing and letting them change the subject... She didn't. She began to speak, a questioning tone as she began to kneel down and pick her  sketchbook up, speaking to the other girl. "I... Don't think you're fine. Your hand is making an odd sound and glowing, and you're acting weird... "

Something about this entire situation made her uneasy. Something about the girl intrigued her, but how the girl was acting, made her even more curious. However, the part that seemed to confuse her the most, was the fact that her ankle was now constantly pulsing with pain, a pink glow dimly showing through her shoes, socks, and jeans. She began to speak, a question that would cause her ankle to react even... Worse. "H-hey, can I check your hand? I want to make sure you aren't hurt or anything. That doesn't look good."

GoldForge:
The roar of the nonexistent flames surging into her ears was unbearable. Although she figured the blunt of the sound could only be heard by her due to the lack of turning heads among the crowd, she couldn't help but look around to check from time to time to see if anybody was trying to grab a fire extinguisher. Though, soon, her eyes wandered down, catching sight of a blindingly bright pink glow shining from the girl's pantleg. The sudden dizziness building in her head caused Alexa to sway ever so slightly and clutch at her head. "N-..No, no! M-..my hand's... fine... O-..ok maybe n-..not... just-- Don't laugh at what I'm about to show you..." She huffed, "If you promise not to scream or think I'm crazy..." Slowly, she reached down a shaky hand to remove her glove. The burning was unbearable, and she couldn't believe that her hoodie wasn't combusting by now. With a flick of her hand, the article was removed, and she thrust her seal-branded hand directly into the girl's palm. "BEHOLD--"

Little did she know, she had no idea what happened when two young girls with astrals from the same world collided... Once could say, she dun' goof'd.

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