Mage looked down, unsure how to answer. "A- Erm... Someone you know..." The scent was getting her dizzy, her hand finding something steady to hold on to. She suddenly felt very hungry...
"I didn't take it from anyone!" Mage yelled, snatching back Xone's heart. "Its not one of those pure hearts, but I'm keeping it!" She hugged the jar close, trying to appear brave, but still shaken.
"N-No, my doll, I think it got a bit beat up in the fight..." Mage tried lying, but the sweet scent of Xone's heart was making her dizzy, and slightly salivate. She blinked, needing to keep focus.
"Mage." She answered simply, She pocketed her potions and ethers, giving each their own pocket. She put a hand on the pocket holding her dear doll and Xone's sweet smelling heart. She shuffled a bit uneasily.
Mage giggled at the Moogle, finding him silly. "Kupo, kupo." she mimicked, finding it cute.
"I need..." Mage paused, counting her empty pockets. "14 potions and 6 ethers, please~♪" Singing sweetly a note with her 'please' to get the discount Xenree spoke of. She liked being a heavy arsenal of items, and she loved her many pockets.
I hear ya there What time is it for you, it's almost 3 here
Holy DAMN, you're awake?! xD Kudos to you!
Mage's body was slowly absorbing the excess darkness coming from Xenree. She stared at the funny looking shop-keeper, realizing she had no knowledge of how to shop, and never knew what the funny looking creature was. "Xenree... What is that? And how do we get our items?"
Mage looked away, covering Ashir's eyes and ears. "No need to see this, sweety." She only got up and walked away, still sour.
"I need new items too..." Mage looked at her pocket. She huddled next to Xenree, minor amounts of darkness being absorbed.
Mage ran up to Xenree, worried. "Miss!" she tried looking for some sort of potion or ether in her pockets with no luck.
Mage ran out of harm's way, hiding to take out Xone's heart. There was a tiny crack, but the jar would hold. She placed it in the same pocket as her doll, to keep it a cover. That pocket, however, was the closest to her tiny, beating heart.
Mage only felt her skin heal from the darkness. She backed up a bit, smashing any enemy that got too close. She would check Xone's heart a little later.
Mage growled, Xenree's protection spell flaring up. Sending out a fresh fire ring, she could only hope it would cancel out.
Mage attacked the odd creatures, sending out a fire attack. "Stop it!" she yelled. She was trying to now be even more careful, protecting Xone's heart.
Mage dismissed her flame, taking out her tiny book of spells. Staff held high with pride, she was ready to fight. "Don't hurt Miss Xenree!"
"M-My doll..." Mage tried lying, not wishing to expose Xone's sweet smelling heart to the cold. "I made it... when I was with Merlin... he seems familiar."
"Because it IS my goal... I need to find out what I am, and what the purple is!" Mage bitterly pouted. The flame responded to her emotional spike, flaring up.
Mage kept a hand over the pocket of Xone's heart, looking back to the direction she came from. "Xenree, what am I?"
