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[mysterical]

Hello to those I have not met yet. My name is Tear Grants. I am the companion of the two Luke fon Fabres, Asch the Bloody and Guy Cecil that have resided in the tower for a while now. After some discussion, I have decided to offer healing and fighting lessons twice a week in the meadow on the twenty-fifth floor. The first time will be on the 17th at 8pm. The second will be the 20th at 8pm. All are welcome to join me to learn. I'm sure that there will be other magic users and fighters, if you are not interested in learning in how to heal.

Thank you for your time, fellow residents.

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[tsunlemental]

[>tfw no healing magic in her canon.]

Do you mind elaborating this healing magic? Just a little of it will do.

[mysterical]

[What a complicated matter this strange person has asked Tear to explain, and just a little.... She'll try to dumb it down.]

Seventh Fonists on my planet usually all have the ability to heal, if they're trained properly to do so. One taps into the energy of the planet to reconstruct how a person looked before they took the damage. Since the Seventh Fonon has to deal with the planet's memory particles, it's easier than it sounds.

[And Tear doesn't look happy with that explanation, but it's a simple as she can make it.]

[tsunlemental]

[...Tales of Abyss and their fonons. How do Aisha deals with those things? Nonetheless, she seems to be thinking for a moment, considering theories here and there about healing skills, before she decides to speak up again.]

Ah, so you chains this Seventh Fonon of your planet's very particles in order to do so, basically like that?

[Wild guessing, totally. The purple haired magician is still getting there, after all.]

[mysterical]

[Tear didn't make up the system, she just lives with it!]

Actually, it's very much like that. Sort of like superimposing the planet's memory over an injury and making it disappear.

[Hey, Aisha, Tear's glad that your smart. It took four people to finally punch that through Luke's skull!]

[tsunlemental]

I think I get how the basic works now if it's like that. You have my thanks. [Only the basic, yeah.] You're a [Uhh... what's the words again?] Seventh Fonist yourself, I take?

[Let's gradually discuss about how her not!boyfriend and yours make our life harder, shall we? Their similar looks aren't helping at all as well.]

[mysterical]

Ah, miss, I wouldn't attempt to use healing magic or artes without proper training. Those that attempt to use the Seventh Fonon without an affinity are driven mad if they don't die outright. And trust me, death is a mercy. [Yep, she's thinking about Mohs. Stupid fool...]

And, yes, I am. It runs in the family. [Literally. She's a descendent of the greatest Seventh Fonist on Auldrant, and her brother was one as well.]

[Redheads... They are trouble, and you're right that they look an awful lot alike. Cute, but pains in the asses!]

[tsunlemental]

Worry not, I won't. [Yeah.] After all, I won't respond to this if I am not interested in learning, right?

[She's smiling a little over here.]

That's amazing. I've studied magic since I was small but I've never able to perform any decent healing magic.

[All the trouble. All the burdens. That's redheads.]

[mysterical]

Good! I'm glad that there are still rational people in this Tower. I was trained by the best to be good at what I do back home. I only hope that I can help others keep themselves alive.

[But they're so darn cute. So, kinda worth the trouble they cause.]

[tsunlemental]

There are a lot of them here, actually. [She giggles a bit.] Well, if you exclude a good numbers of them.

[Guess the hard route is worth it in the end, after all.]

[mysterical]

I am slowly finding that out. [She gives the girl a small smile.] Does this mean that you might come as well?

[Yes, yes it is...]

[tsunlemental]

[Another small in return.]

If there's no urgent thing happening, yes. I most certainly will.

[Again, the redhead from her canon is just... a hideous troublemaker. Oh, right-!]

Oh, my apologize for the late introduction. [A slight and polite bow.] I am Aisha.

[mysterical]

[Tear's more than just a little amused by the other girl's actions.]

Hello, Aisha, I look forward to seeing you then.