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<--- Perilous Soul

Holding Rena behind her back, sending out twilight spheres with one of her staves.

Ezra is protecting people who haven't backed off yet.

She watches, keeping her arms behind her back.

"Do you experience errors? I don't know much about technology, I only ever built the rocket."

Her ahoge flicks a few times.

"I was told you were code... I'm not really sure what that means."

She levitates a few pots out of her bag of holding, setting them down.

"I can make them float, if that'd be easier."

Watching intently.

Ezra's ahoge bobs a little bit.

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"I recall that... I've been struck in that manner before."

Ezra puts her hand on her stomach, remembering a certain fight.

"I have plenty of sand where I come from."

"I've got a lot of stuff now, though."

Ezra flutters her wings slightly.

"Might've triggered some bad memories, I'm sorry..."

"Nope. But we have lots of supplies here."

"It would be better to be used to it."

She puts her palms together.

"I can help, if you'd like."

"Sometimes boring is good... Life can't be exciting all the time."

Ezra sighs and holds her head.

"I miss when I was just little gremlin."

Mostly in the fact that he wouldn't attack her without reason.

"Have you tried practicing like this? It might make this state less vulnerable."

"This planet was named in your absence, it's called Verdant, now."

Ezra smiles and spins around in the air.

"I'm glad it's safe where you are, though, I might have to visit sometime."

"What did you two get up to?"

Ezra brushes some plant debris off of her body.

"I didn't know you very well, but the big pink creature told me that one of you was practicing with your abilities."

Snickering.

"I have dreams that feel like years. I don't even know what day it is today."

Most Ezras possess a Boundless Soul, but MF Ezra (this one,) was born with a Tortured one.

It brings pain and draws the ire of greater beings.

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Ezra can be seen flying above, looking to the sky and holding her arms out to the side.

"Oh, it's been that long?"

Ezra zips around, leaving pixie dust everywhere on the ground.

"Time melds together in my terrible dreams, I don't really keep track anymore. How are you two?"

She's sitting by the milstone, gazing upon her clarity serum.

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The winged alchemist flutters down to @tw15t3dc0d35.bsky.social , a smile across her pale face.

"Oh, it's you two. Didn't think you'd be back so soon."

"No, you don't seem like a threat."

She recalls her mage hand, using it to reach around.

"How long does it last?"

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Ezra dispels the hand when it hurts him.

"I don't think that's something you should just show people."

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