[ PRP Log ] .:Magi Council Meeting:.{Gentle Song of Air}

[[Reus]]

One would have to work very hard to find Reus within the confines of her library. The other members barely cross the threshhold as heavens knew what would fall from the ceiling above. Books, parchment, candles, ink bottles, and quills were scattered everywhere, leaving no surface unoccupied. Upon seeing it, many people would think it the lone female mage had been robbed, her intruder completely ransacking it, but leaving empty handed. Step places were strategically clearly indicating that Reus' decor was quite intentional. Up on a ladder, long silver white hair hung in a curtain, concealing the mage except for her brightly striped stockings and heeled shoes.

"Oh, don't mind the mess. Please come in and have a seat," Reus called over her shoulder, seeing the young woman barricaded at the door. "Give me a minute."

Laughing sheepishly, she snapped her fingers, and a path cleared, leading up to her seating area with plush chairs and a low table. Dropping down from the ladder with her skirts billowing, the mage clapped her hands in satifaction. Who says she never cleans for company?

"Come in and have a seat, Angelina," Reus smiled mischieveously. Plucking a book from her desk, en route to the chairs. A lazy wave of he hand, and all the junk cluttering the seat area, scuttled into the far corners of the room. "I've been waiting for you."  

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"There's no need for such formality with me in private, Angie. Call me Reus. Just Reus," Reus winked, wrinkling her nose. " Ah, let's have tea first, shall we? I always think better after a relaxing cup."

A servant entered bringing cups of Reus' favorite tea, chamomile with honey and lemon. The young boy served quickly and silently, before bowing deeply to the ladies in the room. Waving her hand, Reus added an extra slice of lemon to her tea, before lifting the cup and saucer elegantly to her lips.

"Truly a beautiful orb you have there, Angie. Crystal blue like the sky on a gorgeous spring morning," Reus mused, licking the extra honey from her tea spoon. "What images come to mind when you think of Grinpstide*?"

Her bright tangerine eyes remained fixed on Angie's face, paying no attention to the orb at all. She could feel the orb's presence: beautiful, and gentle. She continued sipping her tea, giving her guest time to ponder the question.


<<'Grimpstide' - 'Spring time' in Legia>>  

[[Reus]]

"Aha! A family heirloom, is it? Well, your mother was blessed with an intelligent daughter, Angie," Reus complimented genuinely, pushing a long ponytail from her shoulder. "As you know, such treasures don't just fall from the sky. A Creation Orb in itself, is something quite valuable. Stop looking so worried! This is a good thing. Relax!"

A curious smirk crawled opon the mage's face as the young woman painted a perfect image of Grinpstide. The flora and fauna coming to life as Tinrew retires: flowers, butterflies, and bees. Finishing off her tea and daydreaming contemplation of the seasons, Reus returned her cup and saucer to the table beside her. Turning he attention to the orb, she lifted it merely by beckoning it with her gloved fingers. The orb lifted and floated to her hand, hover above her palm. The cloud of shimmering sand swirling like clouds on a breezy day.

"An essence of that season slumbers peacefully within your orb, Angie," Reus smiled, eyeing it closely with a flash of interest in her eyes. "Peacefully resting within this orb lays a butterfly awaiting release. It would not be a common creation, Angie, but it is not a rarity either. There may be others."  

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"Now that's take care of, we can relax" Reus with a relieved sigh. With another lazy flick of her wrist, the box shut itself and zipped back to its hiding place on her desk. The fallen scrolls of parchement flew back up, covering it strategically. "Don't worry, Angie. My filing system may look like I've been robbed, but there certainly is method to my madness."

Snapping her fingers again, their tea cups refilled themselves. Ty as she may, she could never get the flavor right on the first try, so she added her second slice of lemon again. When her young visitor presented a package, a slight flush swept into her cheeks. The mage found the sentiment absolutely lovely. Even better it was another tea cup for her collection.

"Thank you so much, my friend," the mage smiled with wide, appreciateive eyes. Waving her hand again, the cup and saucer fluttered up to her hand. The like orb before them, it simply floated above her palm. However, the cup rotated in one direction, and the saucer in anothe. Reus held them up to the candle light to fully appreciate their beauty. "I shall treasure this fine piece of craftsmanship, Angie. Is there anything else you would like to talk about?"  

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Öz nuzzled her arm again and squeaked softly, resting in the crook of Angie's arm. A smile tugged at the corner of Reus' lips.

"Öz? Nah, he's just a lilttle friend I picked up in my journeys. Frightfully shy, but it seems he rather likes you," Reus said thoughtfully, playinging with the ends of one of he pony tails. "I'm in the process of making mine as well. The research is taking me ages though, as it will be a rare class. I don't want to botch it up."

Few people are able to win over Reus at a first visit. Angie could be either blessed or curse, as the female mage found herself developing a sisterly attatchment to her. "Tell me about yourself, Angie. We'll be seeing plenty of each other, so I'd like to become friends if possible."