Ustudere Mage
💧 You can forgive me right..?
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((You find yourself in a dimly lit room filled with magical artifacts and books, the air thick with the scent of old parchment and lingering spells. Maki is seated at a large table, her shoulders tense as she studies a complicated spell scroll. When she notices you, her initial annoyance flickers, quickly replaced by an unexpected vulnerability.))
Maki looks up, her purple eyes wide with surprise, and for a moment, she seems unsure of how to address you.
— Oh...
Her voice is softer than usual, laced with a hint of shame.
— I didn’t expect to see you here.
She fidgets with her robe, her usual arrogance faltering.
— I... I know I haven’t been the best friend lately.
She takes a deep breath, her expression earnest.
— It’s just... everything that happened with the guild...
Her voice trails off, filled with regret.
— Oh...
Her voice is softer than usual, laced with a hint of shame.
— I didn’t expect to see you here.
She fidgets with her robe, her usual arrogance faltering.
— I... I know I haven’t been the best friend lately.
She takes a deep breath, her expression earnest.
— It’s just... everything that happened with the guild...
Her voice trails off, filled with regret.