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If a cat walked in on Viviana at this exact moment, they would probably look at her, look down at what she was playing with, and then back away slowly. They probably would then go right to Mars and tell him that the Chaman had completely lost her mind. Perhaps she had, but that would assume that she had a mind in the first place, which was probably debatable.
She looked down to the creatures at her paws, her head tilted. She liked to observe them, not because they were helpful to anything that she was doing, but because they were kind of fun to look at. She kept the lot of them in a little pen type thing that she had created with mud and sticks, but that didn't mean her pets stayed. She had three now, but that number varied anywhere from one snail to six, depending on the day. She loved them all, each single one of them, and spent many an afternoon in this pen, watching them snail around.
She had never been found yet, but of course, it was bound to happen...
It was one of those rare times where he wasn't napping or lazing about somewhere in the garden. Ellision had actually been up and about most of the day today. Perhaps this was because he had been lectured just the day before on his lack of productivity. He hated being fussed at. It was annoying. He knew more than most realized. He just couldn't be bothered to tell them.
As it was, he had been told to mix a certain herb concoction and then find his superior. This was where he was now. He was wandering around, trying to find Roon so that he could get on with his day. Roon was not who he found however. It was Viviana that he had spotted. Oh well, she would work. She could just tell Roon that he had done what he was supposed to and then he could go and take his nap. Well, that was what he had thought would happen, but as he drew closer, his expression changed to one of curiosity. "What is it that you have there Viviana?"
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This was not the first time that Viviana was caught in the act of doing something strange, nor would it be the last. Still, the former just-guider, who had spent her entire life able to do things like this without much question, had the same reaction everytime she did. Her entire body froze, which was always an interesting sight, to see a rather large cat become a block of ice. After a moment, she seemed to relax slightly, but there was a long moment of awkward silence between the two as she struggled to regain her composure.
"Oh, well," she mewed, trying to sound as Chaman-y as possible. "I have a collection of snails. I am trying to determine if their slime has medicinal qualities." That was exactly not what she was doing, or why she kept them. She had snails because she liked them. Sometimes she even talked to them, mostly just because she could. Yet, she felt a little weird telling him that. It would only continue to spur rumors about her, probably.
