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Ren nodded not speaking anything else.

"are you"he asked

Yale was walking outside when she saw Odyssey land on a sharp branch, his arm and leg bent unnaturally. She grimaced as she walked over, looking around to see if anyone else could help. No one. She sighed, snapping. Odyssey floating into the air, Yale made sure not to damage him even more.

((Oops sorry about that.))

Celes followed.”Hello lune I’m Celestria. Nice to meet you.” She said smiling.

Lune looks at Celes. "Bonjour!" She says in a light French accent. She sticks her hand out.

Celes shook her hand.”Oh so she’s french?” She asked.

Lune nods. "Yes! I just love Paris!" She pronounces Paris in the French way.

Flint puts his head on the desk

“Oh I have never been. Maybe we could go some time.” She suggested to Schatten.

"Hm. Maybe. But it IS a lot of money."

Naesala gasped as one of the boys landed in the tree, and ran over as Yale carefully lifted him out of the tree. “Did you need help?” She asked.

He hit the ground hard, he could feel his back crack"AGH!"he yelled in pain

Celes nodded then sighed.

Ever jumped as a boy landed in the middle of the mess hall, and cringed at the noise. That had to hurt.

Lune goes back to drawing, then finishes a sketch of a princess. She touches the sketch, and the princess pops out of the paper. "Bonjour, mesdames, monsieur."

Yale nods, gently setting him in the grass. “He fell out of the sky on the sharp brambles.” She signs.

Celes only blinked at the sight.”Woah.”

"H-Hah..."he stared at the ceiling"y...you are.... so dumb..."

"Votre Altesse." Lune bows, then giggles a bit.