<div style="text-align: center"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(136, 80, 213)"><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'"><span style="font-size: 26px">Mystera</span></span></span><br/>
<span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">@ Lady Astea's Wagon w/ Annie, Val, Dayyan and Mue,<br/>
Professors, Guards and Students.<br/>
Wearing <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.pinterest.com%2Fpin%2F188095721928145596%2F&amp;hash=742caa51ef2005595d4ac014602fdd04" href="https://www.pinterest.com/pin/188095721928145596/" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">dress</a>. Hair <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.pinterest.com%2Fpin%2F76279787424819457%2F&amp;hash=d7924b05731d2d805501948fa8f2ddbe" href="https://www.pinterest.com/pin/76279787424819457/" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">up in ponytail</a>.<br/>
Carrying Beauvilliers rosary and sack with books and Suitcase.</span>​</div><br/><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">As the wagons had begun to embark to that of the White Castle, Mystera continued to keep an eye on where the green girl (<a class="username" data-user-id="5411" data-username="Chartreux" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/5411/">Chartreux</a>) was hiding. Others had boarded along on the same wagon Mystera was sat upon, which did distract her attention away from where the green girl hid. She hugged her books closer to herself, and began to idly watch passerby's and the scenery as they begun to exit the town of Ashburn. The desolate, shabby town that Mystera would no longer miss, as there was nothing keeping her there.<br/>
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She did notice the same black cat, though, trailing along the wagon. It, too, hopped up on the wagon and sat next to Mystera, with her eyebrow raising... what a strange creature now following her. Had the kitten known Mystera was leaving, and this was why it had stayed sat where she Mystera "resided"? She did feed the poor bugger... regardless, it seemed to sit between Dayyan (<a class="username" data-user-id="11530" data-username="hilou10" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/11530/">hilou10</a>) and Mystera. It even nudged at Dayyan expectedly. <br/>
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She was sat with Dayyan and the male who defended her earlier. They had already been introduced to one another given the charter that was to head onto the White Castle, yet Mystera continued to stay silent as she felt the kitten nudge against her. Mystera's hand idly brushed the nape of its' neck as a gentle purr rang out. But then came an excited voice chirping at Mystera which nearly caused her to jump. She felt her tattoo also burn a little as Anais once more made her presence known.</span></span><br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'"><span style="font-size: 15px">She remained silent as she listened to the boy named Val (<a class="username" data-user-id="11483" data-username="Rea" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/11483/">Rea</a>), hoping that someone else would answer in her stead. A telescope was held up to her line of sight, to which she did find it strange how the boy fascinated with such an instrument. Perhaps he was simply proud of his craft? She shyly nodded, and glanced down at her lap. Had she a tool to be so keen of? She began to idly fondle her rosary in her delicate palms as she sneaked a peek towards Dayyan, ignoring the blushes that began to sneak on her cheeks once she noticed movement from the same green girl. Had no one else noticed her? Regardless, Mystera began to feel a swelling sensation to assist the girl with hiding. It was quite reminiscent of her own livelihood. <br/>
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She gently cleared her throat before glancing once more towards the boy, and eying his telescope once moreover.</span><br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(160, 115, 221)">"T'was but a scratch, non? Does thou not believe it only adds character?"</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 255, 255)"> She questioned towards Val, slightly tilting her head at the now removed scratch.</span></span>