Drifting Diplomacy [PPCS - Snowfall Boat Ride]

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Lumikki of Iceberg

"One is an Omen, Eight for a wish"

The day was a chilly one but that was intentional. Of course, being in the south of Fiore, everything that was not the usual hot enough to sweat temperatures simply seemed far too cold or the inhabitants. All we so used to their endless summers, from this respite of heat was a mixed reception.

Lumikki, the cause to the slight snow storm, did not care. It was her gift to Alisa upon arrival. A promise made in the land further to the east when the two were drunk but pleased in the other company. In that time, there was an amusing idea shared between them. The notion for the North to meet the South in snow and beach, and Lumikki would find it too exciting not to entertain. Dressed in a laced, black crop top and long trailing black skirt. Her hair was slightly braided but bunched in two low hanging buns that allowed her to wear a wide brimmed hat. Her lips a shade of blue and her eyes lined with darkness.

Now the Demoness found herself walking along the noted water canals of Hargeon as she watched the gondolas go by lazily with their passengers inside. She never seen boats so small, or to be used in such a prospect, but she was throughly excited to become one of them. Of course this would have to wait until—

Lumikki rapidly turned her head to a boisterous but endearing voice, that she had assumed was calling out to her. Sure enough, it was the pink hair woman that Alisa had mentioned through message. A note carried over by one of her ravens just the night before, and it would be through such birds that she knew where to entertain her walk.

”Oy!” Lumikki waved back, Sophie was lightly jogging her way over now and the two got acquainted. ”Aye, the Empress gave word of ya, and I’m happy to meet ye. The lass told me the gist of coming, but never filled me in on what more to expect. But for the day, I know I’m yers. What did ye have in mind?”

That was when Sophie pointed over to a reserved gondola and invited the Demoness aboard. The little raven smiled with much glee and happily walked over. ”Perfect, just what I wanted.”

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"Pity those who hold the gaze of me flock."

**Sophie** · Tue Sep 10, 2024 1:44 pm

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“It’s nice to finally put a face to the name, Miss Lumikki.” The blue eyed belle bowing forward in a show of good manners as her guest arrived on scene, though Miss Sauveterre hated to be one who judged another based on their appearance she had to confess that she hadn’t quite expected one who carried so lofty a reputation as this one to be quite so diminutive, especially given certain other mistresses of the guild with whom she was acquainted, but by no means disliked that fact. It set her nicely apart, didn’t it?

“I’ve heard a lot about you, and Paradise Dawn, since returning to Fiore…?” Smiling both because of that and since she bore neither this woman nor the faction which she represented much in the way of ill will, though they had both found their name whilst Sophie had been enjoying more distant realms she was ever the one who liked to keep herself informed, and much of what she had heard about their organization had met with approval really.
“Apparently your guild has been making some major waves on this side of the sea since I’ve been gone~? Battling beats and dragons, and I even heard a rumour one among your number even had the favour of the king himself~?” Certainly finding little reason to disagree with a group who chose to hunt down dangerous monsters and supposedly also proved invaluable during the crisis with the dragons, the web of information to which this perky pinkette was privy revealed itself a little as she listed the accolades which were associated with their achievements, frankly she had been most surprised when Rey had told her that been granted a status as an agent of the highest power in the land, and felt a particular curiosity over said party in fact for that.

“Heehee, the boat, or the company~?” Not that she wanted to be all business however and perhaps the reason through which she seemed to find herself best acclimatised with the preening Pegasi revealed when Lumikki spoke of her desire for their rendezvous, the fuchsia fox couldn’t help but smirk and raise a brow as she asked whether she meant the tour or something else, perhaps in a playful means of getting a read on the woman.
“I hope you don’t mind my having an ulterior motive here~? Given my family business, I like to make sure I have the measure of the major players around me?” Settling into place on the gondola and nodding to their pilot to get them underway once her fellow femme was comfortable, Miss Sauveterre looked over the features of Hargeon and the snow which drifted down serenely onto it and then turned back to the belle with whom she shared this trip, admitting rather candidly that her motivation was as much about networking as it was anything else. Though, that didn’t mean they couldn’t have fun, right?

Smart is the new Sexy

- Sophie Sauveterre

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Lumikki** · Wed Sep 11, 2024 9:13 am

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Lumikki of Iceberg

"One is an Omen, Eight for a wish"

Lumikki nodded along, confirming Sophie’s simple remark. The man working the gondola got out enough to hold the boat in place. With foot firmly on the ground, he clung to the mass as he held out a hand for the ladies to get on steady. Lumikki entertained his gesture, letting him assist her as she stepped in before gracefully taking a seat toward the back. She wanted to see the sights moving forward rather from behind.

”Oh is the so? Aye the guild makes its share of splashes in these ponds. Have been since before I came around, so I could hardly take credit for that.” Lumikki who was once proud of the valor and feats of the guild, would somewhat lose that pride over time. And almost entirely as she took over, accepting Paradise Dawn to simply be what it was. ”King’s favor?” Lumikki leaned back with a puzzling look on her face. It took her a moment of sorting her thoughts before she could fully understand just what Sophie was referring to. ”Aaaah, ye mean the blasted Angel don’t ya? Aye, that one has the King’s…title, favor, whatever ye make of it. He’s the Warden of the North, and I only keep an eye on it. As for the rest of me blokes, ye they’re a bit of a storm. Though there is no reason to find those feats so impressive, it’s simply the job.”

When Sophie settled down properly, the man retracted into the gondola as well, kicking the boat back into the currents using a long wooden pole. The vessel shook profusely in the transition, falling into a nice steady flow once they were finally moving. The man kept to the head, directing the path, and the pair would return to talking at their leisure. ”I don’t particular mind, it’s to be expected and what more, I could see the excitement of it.” She flashed Sophie a playful grin. The trio was drifting along the current now, all while light but chilly breezes passed them by. Lumikki adjusted her fringe as they kept getting pushed in front of her eyes. Eventually deciding to push them back and tuck them under her hat.

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"Pity those who hold the gaze of me flock."

**Sophie** · Wed Sep 11, 2024 5:54 pm

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“Warden of the North~? That’s quite the lofty title…” The brow of the blue eyed beauty lifting as her guest confirmed her suspicions and the title which one of her members had been given by their good monarch, Sophie couldn’t help but to wonder just what was involved in the responsibilities of a figure of such an authoritative term, and made a mental note to ask her cousin about it when next they met. After all, it wasn’t something she expected to be given out all too readily, was it?

“Oh, so modest~! Are all of you that way or just the woman who runs the place~?” The leggy lass left to smile however when soon after it seemed that the woman was rather dismissive of the impressive achievements of her group, the perky pinkette couldn’t help but to cock her head and eye this apparently humble heroine, and asked if the attitude she showed was something which she had in common with those she represented. After all, it was a rare thing not to see celebrity going to peoples heads, wasn’t it?

“To be honest, I think my parents enjoy the thrill of networking more than I do~?” The fuchsia femme left to let loose a breath however when Lumikki mentioned the excitement from meetings like this, while Miss Sauveterre had made it a habit to better acquaint herself with the power players in the places she landed she could not say that she always felt a thrill toward doing so, and in fact often felt the opposite when she saw the manner in which that kind of ‘business’ was conducted.
“They’re always happy to go to gala’s and balls and things, but for me, it always seems like money which could be better spent elsewhere? Nothing like a taste of power to feel like throwing your wealth at an unworthy cause…” As such found shaking her head a little as she remembered all the events she had attended where folk seemed to practically toss their money away for the sake of extravagance, the sweetness she showed thus far seemed to shift slightly as the political Pegasi denounced the excess of those in power, in part in an act of venting but perhaps also to get the measure of how the young woman who she sat next to felt about the issue…

Smart is the new Sexy

- Sophie Sauveterre

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Lumikki** · Wed Sep 25, 2024 8:37 pm

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Lumikki of Iceberg

"One is an Omen, Eight for a wish"

”Lofty, aye, but well earned I’m sure. Little out there could say they care more about the North than he does. Of course, did that proceed the responsibility or was a result there of, hard to tell. I’d care a lot more too if I was deem such a title, but then again I have no interest to comply with the king more than the usual duties of a resident or guild member. Curious on yer stance of that thought lass. How much would ye say ye stand with the monarchy and all that?” Her words came out with a bouncy flow, though tone was ever playful. It only underlined her overall detachment for such matters, as it was nothing to do with her.

But the next question evoked a chuckle out of her much like the chimes of a bells. The melody had to conclude before she could go on. ”A mix of both I’d think. There are some of us that has tendencies for modesty, the former Guild Master included. But there are indeed times we brag heavily, the former Guild Master included. Though the best answer is to leave it with me stance on it, am I right? So how I see it, well, bragging is all fun and good—and it is mind ye—but there are many ways for it to get boring oh so fast. I do not hold back cause this is all so effortless and I am so amazing I don’t have to make a show of it.—Oh no, no, no. I hold back, cause it’s more fun when people don’t know what I can do or what I’ve done. I like them to act as they would if I was no one at all.” The rock of the boat was slight, but the bounce fed into her voice further and Lumikki’s amusement grew. The cadence in her voice reflected it, shifting as she spoke. What started off grand and mighty then ended to a calm and knowing, all while a playful goofiness was woven in between.

”—Hmm? But ye speak so naturally that I figure it was a passion of yers. I guess yer just a people person, but doesn’t networking simply become a natural byproduct of that?” Bewildered by the lady’s declaration, Lumikki’s face showed as much. Her cheeky grin now a slight pout as she gave it a little more thought. ”Acutually, I think I get it. Me father is a blacksmith and talk me everything he knows and though I dabble in the craft—mostly with ice mind ye—I don’t see meself going down that path…but then again who knows….with enough time, maybe I would desire a change and pursue being the best smith in his honors. Suppose that’s the kinda of chaos in life I wholesomely enjoy.”

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"Pity those who hold the gaze of me flock."

**Sophie** · Fri Sep 27, 2024 7:06 pm

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WORDS: 600 | Snow Legs

“The King is a good man, though unfortunately also a busy one? I don’t think the common folk see much of how Reign thinks of them, it’s too diluted by people with agenda’s and those who wanna paint him in colours that suit their bias.” The detachment which her guest had for matters of the monarchy a fact which Miss Sauveterre could not take a more opposed standpoint, the mention of Reign was something which seemed to see the passion which she possessed for civil duty take to the fore as the slender siren had not a doubt within her that she was like minded with the man who ruled their country, and expressed no small degree of disappointment for the dim views which some had taken toward him as well.
“It’s a shame really, but also why I try to do my damndest to live up to the example he sets?” In many ways feeling inspired by the man as much as she was any suffering which she had seen afflicting those less fortunate than herself, perhaps it might surprise many given the cynicism which she showed toward those of power and influence and the rebellion in which she so often seemed engaged but in truth the blue eyed belle had been a fan of the man since long before he had taken a place upon the throne, and in fact way back when they had both been residents of the very town that she now toured with her new friend. That was a fact that few were likely to know, however.

“The world tends to have a habit of underestimating women, especially when it comes to command, so I say we take full advantage of that element of surprise~?” The leggy lass left to nod when next the woman by her side seemed to espouse the benefit in a more modest approach when it came to one’s abilities, Sophie smirked wryly as she had noted that she too had benefitted to a degree from the ignorance which folk had shown her for her status and ever more so her gender, and showed a gentle sense of approval for her fellow rider’s preference in that area.

“Oh, I love people, the right ones at least. But it’s all so two faced at stuff like that? Smile to your face and stab you in the back? Sometimes just thinking about the scheming and the backroom deals gets me feeling like I need a shower!” All the same being left to shrug however when Lumikki noted how matters of personal contact seemed to come so very naturally to her, Miss Sauveterre leaned a little way backward as she admitted that she was indeed fond of the interactions she had with certain folk, but on the whole despite her inclination toward matters of politics she had no small dislike for the means through which it was done. A nice idea, but poor executed, would be her critique.

“Smithing with ice, huh? Well, I’d love to see that ‘chaos’ then, if you felt so inclined~?” Taking a moment to listen however when next the soul with whom she shared this snowy drift spoke of how she emulated her father in her own way and feeling both a sense of appreciation and intrigue toward the concept she mentioned, though a little confused as to why her fellow femme likened the deed toward the depths of entropy Sophie was none the less amused by the idea, and as such encouraged her to indulge the notion in some manner of demonstration if she felt up to it…

Smart is the new Sexy

- Sophie Sauveterre

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Lumikki** · Sat Oct 05, 2024 11:52 pm

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Lumikki of Iceberg

"One is an Omen, Eight for a wish"

”Bless yer metal then lass, those like ya make such things flourish, which in essence is just what yer country ‘ill need. But this land isn’t me own, and I have no desires to get lost in it the same. Though….I could say I’m very grateful to it….enough to help should it truly need me. Long as it is me choice to do so, then I would defend it should I still find the need to. It’s just….it’s easy to get lost in other’s battles should ye be dragged into ‘em by duty alone.” A passing breeze ruffled Lumikki’s fringe, making a mess of her hair as she spoke. She adjusted it, pushing it back, while leaning to the side to take in the view of the city. Water canals were very new to her, so were the sights of Hargeon. Nothing could match a bird’s eye view, but drifting with the currents to gaze upon things from below had a magical feel to it as well and Lumikki had some favor reserved to the water and sea alike.

Leaning further to the side, Lumikki dipped her blackened fingers into the waters. Freezing it ever-so slightly as they drifted by and making frostflowers. Her gaze shifting from above and blow to enjoy both things at once.”Ye know more than I. Would ya tell me more about him and Fiore?” Lumikki cupped some of the water in her hand before blooming a frostflower in her palm. Unlike her usual magic, this was still a dainty crystalized white but still with her magic, it was not so fragile. She handed it over to Sophie as a small gift.

”Aye, they do,” Lumikki remarked with a sly smile, ”and how do I love that about ‘em. I prefer being underestimated most times….though it could be vexing at times to know yer efforts will usually be overlooked, yer magic ignored, yer strategy unknown. It’s for the best…” Lumikki sighed rather deeply. Her thoughts now drifting to her insecurities. She wondered sometimes what she was doing it all for…the wise would tell her, she’d need to do it for herself. ”It’s for the best…” She insisted, her gaze back down below amid the moving water. Her flowers were more jagged than they were a moment ago.

”Stab ye in the back? I think it’s the ideals around here then. When ye live knowing glory is in battle, ye usually chose to stab from the front.” The conversation went much in that direction. Thinking about how one compares to their family and where they come from. It would not the Demoness however when her curious company would inquire of her so called skill. A soft giggle left her lips at the moment to seize. A small pocket that she’ll allow herself to shine a bit before sulking back into her obscurity. One could question why she did it, but it was all self imposed notions. This pained feeling of being “nothing” where she thought she was “something” sometimes plagued her. The tendrils of the Abyss or the chaos of a once mortal mind. Who could tell, as she still lamented.

Lumikki with hand already submerged in the stream, straighten her posture and pulled her hand out of the water. As if gripping a hilt, one could gleam them one formed to fit her pull in her motion. And as she leaned back, a delicate rapier was sitting in her hand. With dazzling vines that wrapped around the hilt and base, merging into the blade in swirls and coils. And a flourish of flowers that inscribed the side only to burst out in full form and curve atop the hilt. Lumikki handed it over to Sophie to inspect for herself. It was a weapon mostly created from the Demoness’ imagination but the inspiration came from old Fiore tales as well as miscellaneous ones stemming from elsewhere. And she wanted to present something light but beautiful for her guest to hold as there was no need to make and over cumbersome sword.

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"Pity those who hold the gaze of me flock."

**Sophie** · Tue Oct 08, 2024 3:48 pm

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61

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58

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WORDS: 540 | TOTAL: 2410 | Snow Legs

“King Reign? Wellllll, he loves some pageantry and pride in one’s world? Back when he used to be lord of Hargeon he built a grand ship to protect the bay, and bankrolled a street party to celebrate it’s launch~? He’s always seemed keen on the seas really, I remember he liked to go fishing, but I’m not sure if he still does now he’s in the Capital? I think he liked the open water more than anything…” The brow of the bubbly belle lifting when it seemed that Lumikki wanted to know more about both the land and the man who led it, though Miss Sauveterre was a little bit surprised by the intrigue which her fellow femme showed toward the man in charge she was more than happy to gush about him, and decided to offer up a titbit or two that most might not have known if they only saw the man as the monarch in this land. Reign was so much more than that, right~?

“As for the country, I find Fiorians are an odd bunch, on the whole decent ones? There’s bad apples as any land, and sometimes they might seem a bit frivolous or prone to display, but more often than not the majority have their hearts in the right place…” The words which she could offer when it came to the realm perhaps a little more generalised but with it carrying that same sense of optimism that the king seemed to inspire within the magenta marvel, she let loose a breath as she revealed the fact that the people here were as varied and colourful as they were in any land, though on the whole they were as well publicly minded and well meaning as anywhere. That was probably why she didn’t mind representing them overseas on the whole.

“The ones who notice are the ones worth keeping around~?” The fuchsia fox soon after not failing to note the hint of frustration which her companion showed toward being overlooked and the like despite, Sophie could understand why that might bother her and twisted around in order to rest a hand upon the shoulder of the woman, while reminding her that even that might just stand as a measure of who she should find worth holding onto as well.
“Definitely seems like you’re more my kinda woman then~?” As much seeming to be amused however when her ‘shipmate’ showed a similarly straightforward approach to conflict as her, the slender stunner stifled a snicker at the note, and then grinned at the northern guild leader and flashed her a wink of approval at her method.

“That’s… Incredible! So detailed, and… Feels sharp as well~? Talent must run in the family, eh~?” All too quickly finding greater reason to be awed by this icy sculptress however when Lumi acquiesced to her request for a little demonstration on her smithing, all that the dishy diplomat could do was gape when the frosty fox created something of such intricacy and artistic flair, she welcomed the chance to hold the work in her hands and ran her fingertip down the edge to test it, before smirking and presenting the armament back to the bronzed belle with her ability fully impressed upon her…

Smart is the new Sexy

- Sophie Sauveterre

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Lumikki** · Wed Oct 16, 2024 6:07 pm

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High Jarl

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Demon (VALKYRIE/Speed)

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2,846,600

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91,000

Class :

SpellHowler

Aura :

Magic :

Ferion's Hawken Eye ↂ
Heimdall's All Seeing Eye
Project Valkyrie: The Swans ↂ

Strength :

501

Speed :

707

Constitution :

733

Endurance :

501

Intelligence :

1011

Mana :

15,530

Weapon :

Abyss Spine
Vanguard's Frozen Cowl (Second Staff)

Head :

Body :

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Ring :

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