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[Elyane]

[attr="class","maintxt-k"]Naps make up Elyane as a person, as a whole person. She knows she is nothing without her naps, she is nothing but a simple shell of herself. Elyane without daytime naps and slacking off is like cookies without milk and coffee without sugar. Possible and reasonable, but it all comes down to personal preference. Elyane's personal preference is an Elyane with naps. Meaning, that with the sun shining semi-brightly above her and a nice breeze blowing through Medon, she knows it's the perfect recipe for a nice afternoon nap.

So - following that idea - she finds a nice little spot under a semi-shady tree and makes herself comfortable. She props up her stave against the tree and gets comfortable. Her last thoughts before she dozes off are the hopes no one will disturb her nap. However, she knows that with her luck her nap is likely to be disturbed, and soon at that. She ignorantly ignores the possibility though, dreaming of a nice afternoon nap that goes undisturbed.

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suna

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[suna]

steal the night !

Plan: Sneak over the border was going so, so well. So absolutely and completely well, Suna was actually baffled by it. Surely there would be some Plegian jumping around the corner to slit her throat, or maybe some Ylissean asking what a random rabbit was going out near the borders? Really, though, it seemed that both countries had a bit more to worry about than people snooping past the borders, and considering Ylisse and Plegia weren't exactly... currently at war, it made sense that Suna could sneak on by without getting murdered.

The logic did nothing for her nerves, though. And unfortunately for her, a rustling noise - that could have easily been something as innoccous as a raccoon - sounded out right behind her, and, well.

Suna was never good at handling sudden noises.

She bolted, not even looking at where she was going - and swiftly regretted it, as she rounded about a tree and tripped right over something, planting her face into the ground with a thoroughly ungraceful whump.

aahh... ow... ...That hurt, actually. Suna sat up, reaching up to her poor, scraped nose - it was a shallow scrape, but it was starting to bleed nonetheless. Wow. Talk about not drawing attention to herself, she managed to completely fail doing so in every way possible in a ridiculously short period of time. She sniffed, tears welling up in her eyes, and then realized, okay, sniffing definitely hurt too. Right... so...

Like a delayed response, Suna turned back her head to look at whatever she tripped over, and was completely mortified to learn that it wasn't simply a tree root, or even a random log. It was a person. oh no. Oh no. Oh no, oh no. i - um. i'm sorry! don't tell anyone i'm here, i... Wait, no, why was she asking that first? Shouldn't she be begging for her life first?? How do people usually react to being tripped over?? And - more importantly - what was that sound? Was it still chasing her?

With so many worries at once, Suna simply fell silent, anxiously glancing between this person's face and the direction that she came running in from. She really wasn't sure which one terrified her more.

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[Elyane]

[attr="class","maintxt-k"]It feels like it's been five minutes since she fell asleep when she feels something touch her leg. Her eyes open slowly, groggily and it takes her a moment to realise what's going on. Though the only thing that she can think of is, I can't believe my nap got interrupted.

She has half a mind to grab her stave and slam it into the person's head, but she takes one look at the woman and listens to her fumble over her words and decides, no, she can't just slam her stave into her head. She'd feel guilty for days if she did that.

Instead, she sits up a little better, and grabs her stave to place it across her lap. A yawn escapes her lips before she says, "I won't tell anyone you're here." Elyane notices the bleeding nose on the face of this nap-ruin-er and continues her originally finished sentence. "But only if you let me heal your nose."

She supposes her condition is better than most that could be given in this situation.

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suna

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[suna]

steal the night !

I won't tell anyone you're here, came the even, reasonable response. you mean you don't - Suna cut off the instant question before she could even finish saying it. Of course this woman didn't know that she snuck over from Ylisse! Why would she know, she had been... perhaps sleeping, before Suna tripped over her. That made sense, right.

Suna could only frown a bit in response to the woman, reaching up once more to prod gingerly at her bleeding nose, and wincing visibly. Yep, that still hurt! As much as a part of her wanted to refuse, for a strange sense of obligation to if nothing else, it did hurt... and maybe this woman would forgive her if she actually let her do whatever she wanted to do. Beyond that, it shouldn't take too long, right? t-that's fine. if it's not too much trouble. Didn't her mother say something about not letting strangers heal you? Or was it something about not talking to strangers, in general? Man, if she listened to her mom on this point, she'd never speak to anyone on this journey. Tripping over someone had to be enough of an introduction, right?

Suna shifted a bit uncomfortably, and then turned fully to face the person she had tripped over. She was pretty, of course, with purple eyes and red hair. Suna really wondered where all of the pretty girls were coming from. She sniffed again - and then winced again. Right, so this woman was going to heal her, and... and Suna was feeling so awkward she could die. ...sorry again. i'm suna. you... um, well, you know how to heal people? i don't know how to do that, she offered, a pitiful attempt at starting a conversation - anything to try to make things less like 'I literally just tripped over you and now I'm demanding you heal me'. ...oh, uh, also... this is plegia, right?

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