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Sender: Alisaie Leveilleur
To: Everyone
Subject: Greetings

Well, I've never been particularly good with introductions, but I suppose they are in order nonetheless.

My name is Alisaie Leveilleur, and I hail from a star called Hydaelyn. I very much hate sitting on my hands, and things here are rather far too quiet for my liking, so if anyone would like a partner to work with, please feel free to call on me. I'm not lacking in combat skills, but I'd also very much like to begin working with this.. dreamotion energy, as it were, so if anyone should like to practice with me, or be practiced on, please let me know.

I also wouldn't mind company while I clean up this treehouse.

Also, is there anywhere I might find some fresh cookies or cupcakes?

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Really? Well, if you're sure, then. Far be it for me to stop you from doing something you enjoy.

In that case, can you see.. this?

[ just pretend it's a real treehouse.. ]

[ There's a moment before a response is sent, during which Ori has most certainly stuck her head out of the window of her own tree-cottage to try and figure out where the one in the imprinted image is. ]

I think I see it! I can be there in a few minutes, so I'll see you soon!

[ AW YEAH IT WORKED ]

Excellent, I shall leave the door open for you, feel free to come inside.

[ It takes her quite a bit more time than "a few minutes" to get there, because she definitely went inside the wrong one at first. Luckily it had been an empty one, but... at least now, she has the right place, and although the door was open as Alisaie said it would be, she knocks softly on the doorframe out of politeness. ]

Hello! I have snacks, as promised! Oh, and I found some help!

[ She has two small birds in tow, too; one fluttering about around her shoulder, and the other is perched on top of one of her horns. Yes, they are the helpers. Yes, she had asked them for directions. ]

Help?

[ alisaie's back is turned when ori arrives, so when she turns her surprise is evident. she hadn't been expecting extra help in the first place, but she would have imagined that that help would be people, and not bird shaped. ]

I... I see.

[ she's not sure what good some tiny birds will be to the cleanup process, but hey, so long as they don't poop everywhere it's probably fine?? don't let them poop everywhere, ori!! ]

Well, anyroad, it is nice to meet you properly at last.

[ alisaie is probably a lot shorter than ori might have imagined.......... ]

[ Wait, but how short because... this tiefling stands at about 5'5" and that includes the horns.

Either way, she has already talked to the birds about not pooping in the house, so hopefully they remember ~~the oath they are bound to by way of Animal Friendship~~ not to do that!

Ori has certainly never experienced having met somebody via... journal before meeting them in person, so she bows a little before anything else. ]

Yes, it's so nice to meet you properly as well, Alisaie...!

[ She's really trying with the pronunciation, but it might still be a little off. ]

[ ori may as well be a giant because alisaie sure is.. about 4'8"..

but alisaie, too, has never met anyone in such a way either, there's no text messaging forums in eorzea, so it's a little odd, but she's friendly enough! she covers a smirk behind her hand, then gently corrects. ]

Alisaie.

[ alley-zay. here's some hilarious reference for your perusal. also i really want to know how ori thought it was pronounced by spelling alone.. ]

It's nice to meet you as well, Oriphi. As you see, we've our work cut out for us.

[ the modest little treehouse is not full by any means - in fact, all it is currently furnished with is a small wooden table and two chairs, and her crystal rapier and focus resting against the windowsill. the area is clear.. but it is all very dusty! ]

[ Finally Ori isn't the short one... Any reaction she might have had to Alisaie's height is promptly overshadowed by a sheepish little smile as she's corrected on the name, though, so Alisaie is spared momentarily.

Ori had definitely placed her emphasis on the wrong part of the name, sounding more like 'alley-zay' - ]

Alisaie.

[ - she won't sound the same no matter what, on account of not having a fancy accent, but it's all fine as long as she gets it close enough!

In any case, Ori is expecting the dustiness, naturally, as she had to put in some time to clean her own treehouse up as well. But the rapier does catch her eyes. ]

Wow..! Is that your weapon? It's beautiful.

[ there we are. that actually wasn't quite so butchered as i had expected, given what some other people have thought.

but what really matters is that ori pointed out her weapon, which is alisaie's pride and joy. she sure does love to talk shop about weapons and combat!! a beaming smile spreads across her face, and she turns to pluck the sword up from its place, laying it across her palms to afford ori a closer look. ]

Do you like it? I'm rather fond of it myself. It was a gift.

[ a pang of homesickness lances her heart like a needle; what is urianger doing right now, she wonders? how long will it be before she sees any of them again? ]

[ Ori would never deign to touch such a special-looking weapon, but she certainly will lean in for a closer look. She's never a sword made out of such a pretty, iridescent material! ]

I do like it! What is it made out of? I've never seen anything like this.

[ She glances up at Alisaie with a warm smile; even if she says nothing of her homesickness out loud, Ori remembers Alisaie mentioning that she'd been away from her home and in another world for quite sometime even before coming to this place, so she can imagine the nostalgia that thinking about this sword and whomever gave it to her must bring. ]

This must be very special to you.

Crystal. It was fashioned to attune perfectly to my aether.

[ while she might have been furious with urianger for lying to her, he certainly did pour his heart and soul into this weapon in order to earn back her love, and for that she could not help but forgive him. before arriving here, she had not seen this sword in nigh over a year or so, and so having it back in her hands, a comfortable, familiar weight, is a good feeling. ]

And you're right, it is. I'm glad it made the trip here with me.

[ but! this isn't why oriphi came here, even if alisaie could talk about weapons until she was blue in the face. flipping the rapier in her hand, she settles it back down against the windowsill once more, beside its matching focus. ]

Anyroad, I suppose we ought to get to work soon enough, though really, you needn't help clean if you would rather not.

[ Ori gives a quiet Wow, when Alisaie answers. A sword made of crystal - now that's really impressive. She can't help but smile as Alisaie continues to regard it and Ori nods along - she's glad that Alisaie has this sword, too. It's nice to have even a little piece of home here.

Ori straightens her posture, then, because - yes! She is here and ready to clean! ]

I really rather would, actually! I like doing things like this. Oh, but before I forget—

[ The tiefling reaches into her pack and pulls out a few bars, neatly-wrapped in some brown parchment paper and secured with twine. These are homemade granola bars, which are not cookies or cupcakes but they are fresh, and have fruits and chocolate chips in them! ]

I did promise some snacks, didn't I? Here you go!

[ all right, all right, alisaie gave her her chance to escape, but if she's a weirdo that likes to clean, then all the better! alisaie certainly won't slack off, but it'll be nice to cut her cleaning time in half, and get this place nicely dusted.

but FIRST - alisaie takes the offered package and tugs open the twine, allowing the parchment paper to fall open. ]

Oh!

[ she inhales slowly. ]

They smell delicious. Shall we save them for when we are finished?

[ Ori smiles when Alisaie seems to approve of the treats; she had been worried since they were neither cookies nor cupcakes, but her adventuring friends had always enjoyed the bars, and she's relieved to find that newer friends in this realm might, too.

But! First, cleaning! Ori nods and claps her hands together. ]

Yes! They'll go great with some freshly brewed tea, and it'll be so refreshing after all the hard work!

Where would you like me to begin?

[ a crisp nod! ]

Well, I suppose it would be wise to start at the top and work our way down, hm?

[ lest the dust from the upper shelves drop down onto the freshly cleaned floor!! alisaie closes her eyes and holds out her hands, harnessing her dreamotion energy, bringing forth the memories of cleaning her room, and keeping the rising stones neat and tidy..

.. poof! two chocobo-print handrags appear in her hands, one of which she offers to ori. ]

So I suggest we begin with the shelves!

That's a great idea!

[ Ori claps softly, but excitedly at the display of dreamotion before she takes one of the handrags. The birds on it are so cute and fluffy, she thinks, although she's never seen a chocobo or knows what they are. ]

Wow! These are so adorable... Are these chickens?

[ Speaking of birds, though, one of Ori's avian friends from earlier flutters over to Alisaie from the windowsill which they had chosen to perch on and take the rag that she had been holding out for the tiefling. Ori smiles and asks, ]

Oh, would you like to help out, too?

[ And with a sweet, twittering sound, the little birdie flies up to the top of the shelf and starts to dust it... to the best of a flying bird's ability, at least. Ori will take out another rag (one she had brought, because she came prepared!?) and began to work on a different shelf! ]

They're chocobos! Have you.. never seen one?

[ it makes sense, she supposes. there were no chocobos on the first, either, so it stands to reason that wherever ori hails from may not have them either, but it's nevertheless a shame to hear. chocobos are so cute!!

she can only watch in mild awe as the little bird plucks the rag up and begins.. dusting?? how bizarre, she has never seen a bird dust a shelf before.. she's ready to conjure another rag for ori to use, but apparently she is quite well prepared! not to be outdone, alisaie drags a wooden chair over to the little kitchenette to begin dusting down the cabinets there. ]

They're large, friendly birds used for riding.

[ Ori tosses a glance back over her shoulder to Alisaie at her explanation, but moreover... "Chocobo" as a name somehow seems to fit the creatures portrayed on the rags perfectly. ]

I can't say that I have... but who knows, maybe they will show up here someday!

[ Imagine if she could talk to them, too! And then turn into one with Wild Shape... ]

Did you have your own chocobo?

We did have family chocobos growing up..

[ alisaie was, in fact, super loaded back home, raised on an estate and wanting for nothing. she tries not to talk about it much, it's embarrassing!! ]

But I did not take any with me when I left home, so.. no, not at the moment, I suppose. Generally speaking I'll rent a bird or a cart if we have need of one.

[ also i'm pretty sure there are chocobos here, alisaie just hasn't found them yet, so ori can talk to one all she wants!! ]

[ "Family chocobos" does sort of sound like something that a loaded family would have, Ori thinks, but she also has no concept for how expensive having family chocobos would be - for all she knows, they could be like having family chickens - so ultimately no judgment is passed. ]

I see...! We sort of did that from time to time too, but with horses.

[ She has, herself, also been the transport horse on a few occasions. ]

Ah, though most of the time we ended up using portals.

[ yeah having family chocobos is similar to having family horses, they ultimately need the same sort of care, and having private stables sure is costly.. but she's happy not to go on about that. alisaie has always been more embarrassed by her family's exorbitant wealth than particularly proud. ]

Portals? I assume you refer to teleportation magicks.

[ there's plenty of that where she comes from, too! ]

[ All the while Oriphi is continuing to dust and wipe down shelves, though she does nod to what Alisaie says. ]

Yes, that's right! I've only just recently figured out how to create portals, myself, but it only works if I'm familiar with the places I'm trying to get to.

[ by now alisaie is finished with one cabinet, so she just.. steps across the sink to stand on the opposite countertop, to reach the second set of cabinets. ]

Portals are a bit unusual where I am from, but teleportation via Aetheryte crystals is quite common. A friend of mine is attempting to set up something similar, here. But it is much the same - you must be attuned to the crystal to teleport to its location, lest you risk becoming lost in the aetherial sea.

[ which is a Bad Thing ]

[ Oddly enough, despite being from completely different places, how Alisaie describes teleportation and magic doesn't seem all too unfamiliar to Ori. At least, right up until she throws "aetherial sea" out there. At that, Ori must turn and tilt her head at her new friend as she makes her way to the next cabinet with her avian assistant in tow. ]

Aetherial sea...? What is that?

You've not heard of it?

[ alisaie learned of the aetherial sea at a very young age.. but then, she is sharlayan, and all sharlayans are a bunch of research nerds, so. ]

The sea of souls and energy that runs through the entirety of the star, the font of all magicks. When we teleport, we move through the aetherial sea from one point to another very quickly, but without aetheryte crystals to serve as beacons, one may become lost, and slowly dissolve over time.

[ the cabinets are done! she hops lightly down from the countertop. ]

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tfw i thought i tagged this ;-;

OH NO it okay!!

i'm sorry she is a disney princess

it's fine alisaie will be her KNIGHT

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