( empatheias sample.... i guess... )
[ Walking down the streets today is one annoyed little girl; she takes on the appearance of one who should be eight years old, but is, in actuality, eighteen. She's old enough. Of course, her manner of dress should already be a tell tale sign that she's new, as well as the anger that spread across her feet as ice, forcing others who might be in the general vicinity to possibly slip and fall.
But of course she's not included in the whole slipping thing, just frowning as she watches this happen. ]
This isn't Avalon! I'm not supposed to be here—! [ Just leave her alone, she's stomping her feet angrily pretty much like a spoiled brat who's on a temper tantrum. ]
But of course she's not included in the whole slipping thing, just frowning as she watches this happen. ]
This isn't Avalon! I'm not supposed to be here—! [ Just leave her alone, she's stomping her feet angrily pretty much like a spoiled brat who's on a temper tantrum. ]
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[ Illya isn't one to believe someone just by what the say initially, so she doesn't. However, she does tilt her head to the side, blinking several times in confusion. ]
... Why? Is it important?
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With good reason.
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Then I shall thank you for helping me out with this information. And I suppose I should introduce myself as well. [ Since it is only polite. She is a noble magus, after all. ] My name is Illyasviel von Eiznbern; heir to the Einzbern family.
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There is the welcome center for a great deal of information. And mm, I'll tell you another thing that's important. Be sure to read the report in the library. Even if you don't believe any of us, that will help you.