033 shermie.aislin

///C
Shermie:
Umm, Miss, are you eating wild mushrooms? Isn't that dangerous?
Aislin:
It'll be fine. I don't get poisoned or sick easily. Hmm... I don't think these will be useful anyway, ptooie!
Shermie:
I've got some jerky on me if you're that hungry...
Aislin:
No, thanks. Wasn't eating that because I was hungry. It's for research.
Shermie:
For research? Wow! Mages sure are strange...
Aislin:
Well, I'm not too much of an average mage. My way of doing things is a bit old-fashioned. Now, don't mind me. I'm going to finish up here. Go cut up some imperials or whatever enemy we're fighting now. I'll be there shortly.
Shermie:
What an interesting gal!

///B
Shermie:
Miss Aislin!
Aislin:
KYAA! DIE!
Shermie:
Whoa!
Aislin:
Ah... Damn it... Sorry! Shermie, was it?
Shermie:[LoadFace][0x106]
Wew!
Aislin:
Didn't hit you,[.] that's good... Sorry, again. I get spooked easily.
Shermie:
Oh, that's okay... But gee, you sure are fast for a mage.
Aislin:
I had a pretty rough past. Makes me stay alert at all times.
Shermie:
Really? I never would have guessed. ... Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sound rude!
Aislin:
Haha, don't worry about it. I'll take that as a compliment. The more I hide my old self, the better off I am. It's a part of me I don't like showing people. ... But I suppose that is impossible with our enemies becoming stronger. What a mess I've gotten myself into...
Shermie:
... Would you be willing to teach other people your technique?
Aislin:
Well, that's out of no where. I'm afraid you do not have the talent for magic, girl.
Shermie:
Nonono, the way you move, and react to things. It's amazing! If I could do that, I'd be a better fighter.
Aislin:
... I suppose I could teach you what I know. You are a bit clumsy, so it would benefit you.
Shermie:
Thank you, Miss Aislin!

///A
Shermie:
Oof, my feet are burning... your training is really tough...
Aislin:
I was trained with knives being thrown at my feet. But fire is a nice enough substitute. At least I won't kill you if you fail.
Shermie:
Golly, Miss Aislin, books really are deceiving.
Aislin:
Looks.
Shermie:
Looks really are deceiving! You're such a pretty little thing, but you're as rough as a hardened mercenary.
Aislin:
I suppose you could say I was that, once.
Shermie:
Really?
Aislin:
Mmm. I didn't always look like this, you know? I was much more masculine looking years ago...
Shermie:
A more masculine looking Aislin... I don't see it! You must have been a cute looking tomboy!
Aislin:
... I guess I was. It almost feels like that was a lifetime ago... Shermie, tell me something. Why are you a mercenary?
Shermie:
Fighting is the only thing I am good at... I thought it would be the best thing for me.
Aislin:
I see. I suppose I felt the same way before... I will not judge you, Shermie, but listen well. I wouldn't advise staying in that business forever. Every death on your hands has repercussions, always. I never realized that before it was too late. Perhaps I never really did learn, though. Here I am, on the killing fields once again...
Shermie:
...
Aislin:
Sorry, I spoke too much. Don't worry too much about what I said, okay?