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..And there Alisa sat, clad in her casual choice of brown skirt and sheer, breezy white blouse, not looking to have moved much from the task at hand. Surprisingly enough for such a whimsical woman, Alisa could easily absorb herself in her handiwork and fall into a flow, barely finding any distractions to draw her eyes away from the many clues she had to sort through. She had, however, changed her drink since the last time Sofia came by, replaced the long finished coffee with a fresh, fruity cocktail... Despite her important work, Alisa looked like the very picture of cool.
...And yet the way her hand all too easily found its way to her hair, fiddling with those silky black strands, idly twirling those tresses around her finger, that posture alone hinted at a certain restlessness... Not any form of anxiety towards the mission at hand or how challenging it may turn out, but the fact that her spouse was there on the tail of an unseen foe, without Alisa there to support her:
"Just what in the world is taking her so long...", mumbled the worried wife, her foot beginning to tap ever so slightly into marbled tiles below, putting aside another sheet of paper as her eyes narrowed before the sculptress took a deep breath and sunk back in her chair. She knew Sofia was a brilliant, powerful mage... And yet...