Sixth Song - A Melody of Grit Determination

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 [Action - Park - Following medical treatment due to this post.]

Perhaps two days following a certain incident involving Barricade, Fi can be seen in the park, a number of bandages wrapped around her middle. The unfortunate side effects of her body and clothes being one and the same is the fact that said body, when damaged, is unfortunately going to be fairly easy to spot as such...

She appears to pay it no mind however, and instead nods to Scrapper at the side; the robot has apparently managed to carry with him a phonograph with records, and so long as he keeps it wound up it should be filling the area with some rather calming if not beautiful music- there's no real choice behind it other than 'it sounded nice', and for the next bit she's using the space in the park to practice dancing.

"Ngh..."

Unfortunately, while her flight means she can again glide and skip across the air, spinning without pause and moving in a way impossible to those without that power, her injuries appear to put quite the damper on that. "Gh..."

She's still trying though.

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[windows_hyliaedition]

"Oh..?" She observes with much curiosity in addition to her typical attentiveness- music and magic are two of her 'interests' to say the least, so a combination of such...

The harp appears and as the light falls Fi closes her eyes, feeling a sort of energy upon her. the pain is indeed eased- while the wounds are probably not completely healed, what remains are little more than light bruises and scabbing cuts. She'll have to check to make certain of that of course, however when she opens her eyes the sensation of pain has largely decreased.

"..." Bringing a hand over the bandages briefly, she bows her head. "...I must thank you," she states honestly. "You bear powerful magics, it seems."

[a_clockwork_melody]

When the girl finishes chanting, the Song Magic dissipates into many ethereal feathers with a sound similar to glass breaking, and those soon vanish on their own. She bends forward just a notch in posture, fatigue setting in. Even though she used a controlled emotion, she still pushed herself a bit too hard back there.

♪ BGM: Sacrificial Song (R)

"I'm still missing a lot of it, but thank you, I did what, I could." And with that, she decides to sit down nearby, her breathing beginning to get harder to work with. "I just need a little rest, I'm fine," she preemptively notes with a wave of her hand, adding, "are you feeling alright now?"

late post is late ugh- >-<

[windows_hyliaedition]

She nods.

"I am." It's almost surprising actually- "...Thank you very much."

It's fine o/

[a_clockwork_melody]

Her breathing having relaxed, she begins to look over the one she helped. "You're welcome. ... I'm sorry but, what are you?" For someone that was so interested in being helpful, she's forgetting herself.

;u;

[windows_hyliaedition]

"I am the manifestation of the blade known as the 'Master Sword', meant to guide the first incarnation of the chosen Hero of the Goddess," she states somewhat robotically.

*patpats*

[a_clockwork_melody]

"... So you're saying you're sort of a living weapon," Aurica replies as she gets back up. Mayfield never stops surprising her with what it can bring here.

"I'm Aurica," she speaks as she curtsies in her blue Mayfieldian dress, "it's nice to meet you, er.. 'Master Sword'?" but falters at the end, not knowing if that was what they wanted to be called.