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[photonedge]

It's been a weird few months for Mythra. Somewhere between "my twin brother joined a gang" and "my twin brother joined a supernatural gang," she's pretty sure she lost track of what normal is, exactly. But in the end, it's either her or Pyra who have to deal with the fallout, and she's not about to make her sister be the one to deal with the fucking-- magic mafia, or whatever.

(She absolutely should have let her sister deal with the magic mafia.)

So here she is, near the edge of one of the canals that line this side of Daybreak Town's shores, on the rumor that one of the faction leaders hangs out down here once in a while. Mythra's not entirely sure which one of them her brother fell in with, but honestly? She doesn't really care. All she needs to do is convince one to help, by whatever means necessary, and her plan will work fine from there.

She steps out of the shadows and towards the faction leader, with a nonchalant little wave and smile to show she's friendly. Right, Mythra, just keep being nice. This will be dealt with before you know it.

"Hey. Are you 'Master Invi'?"

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whomst the hecke

[foretellersnivvi]

Invi usually came to the canals to clear her head. Something about watching the flow of the water through the channels was soothing to her. Possibly due to her natural affinity to the element, but Invi didn't want to think that was the only reason.

She took a breathe, eyes slipping shut behind the slats of her mask, intent to listen to the water, see what whispers it had for her.

And then a voice interrupted her.

Invi started, though it wasn't obvious under her mask or her scarf. She turned, brow raised (also not obvious) to face at the young woman approaching her. And Invi scolded herself internally for not noticing her presence sooner.

"I am..." she says passively, eyeing the woman carefully. Her appearance was friendly, but. Her aura felt tumultuous below it.

your new best friend :3c

[photonedge]

Alright, good. Not that there are many strange mask-wearing women around town, but you can't be sure until you ask, you know? Mythra sighs in relief internally, unaware of the fact that she's just interrupted a faction leader's relaxation time.

"Great," she says, voice bright, takes another few steps until she's just a few feet away from Invi. "I just need your help with one thing. Shouldn't take too long for someone like you."

would mythra poke a cobra with a stick-lets find out

[foretellersnivvi]

Invi would say when asked that she wasn't short tempered. Not at all, that was Aced's department. She'd insist there wasn't a lot that got on her nerves and that she was patient and calm...

So as the young lady approached, somehow managing to successfully needle exactly three of the truthfully very minor things that Did, get on Invi's nerves...well.

She draws just a little too close into Invi's space, without introducing herself, while also jumping straight into asking for a favour.

How brazen.

Invi eyes the young lady for a long moment, the smile on her face the only thing prompting Invi to give her the benefit of the doubt. Just.

"...Who are you, exactly?" she asks.

oh absolutely

[photonedge]

Mythra's... well. She's a little too sidetracked for this to be her best behavior. But she's trying, really.

God, why had she been so insistent that this was her responsibility and not Pyra's? Right, because he's her twin. She's terrible at this.

"I'm Mythra." She waves her own introduction off, still casual as anything. "Nice to meet you. Who I am isn't really important, though."

Cobra sits. Tongue bleps in lowkey suspicion

[foretellersnivvi]

"I disagree. If you wish to ask something of me I'd like to at least know who you are," Invi keeps her tone light, diplomatic, but firm.

"Mythra..." she repeats the name "Why have you sought me out?"

She'll hear her out at least. There's no harm in that.