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[stella]

[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 550px; min-height: 9px; font-family: arial; line-height: 109%; text-align: left; padding: 20px;font-size: 12px;"]typhoon child bathed in her white cloak that almost completely covered her form sat nervously in the midst of the pitt's grounds. lavender eyes twitched ever so often and the hairs on her body stood slightly stiff with every passing sound. argus had been a well-meaning member who had warned the child to stay back from the group due to stella's unwillingness to hide their birthplace, but stella was stubborn. too stubborn. she had forgone the advice of the older pittian despite her fears - this was a simple price to pay; discomfort for a short time and peace of mind for a lifetime. hopefully the angel could simply convince her sister to return back to the typhoon, back to safety, and they could both just leave the haunting aura of the pitt behind. at least no one else had threatened the girl yet. maybe though it was just too soon to tell though.

the attack on the pitt from typhoon had undergone when stella was away - she was as shocked to hear of the news as any other pittian - it was an uneasy time. yet jervis had already called a ceasefire? why? stella could not see golden ever forgiving the cruel leader for his actions, and jervis was such a proud fellow stella couldn't understand how he would be so forgiving of the captain after she set fire to his lands. it was odd to stella. that was why stella wasn't a leader. nor a fighter, nor anything really. maybe she should just follow in her pater's footsteps and heal.

moving some select items into her new abode was on the agenda today. something that should be exciting felt odd - stella had only ever known the typhoon. always keeping in mind that she would eventually return, and visit from time to time, stella had only chosen to take a few things across groups. a few books, alchemy pieces, things just to keep the girl from dying of boredom. nothing special. it did look a little odd for the small girl to be taking so many heavy books on her back. as if she were about to topple over at any moment. yet in stella's mind it made sense - she wouldn't have to make as many trips back this way.

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