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Trial 2 of Cylus, 717
It was still early, but Zilis covered the sun in the sky, blocking its light and shoving Desnind into darkness. Cylus was beautiful, but unforgiving. Most of the time, he thought of the season as a strange metaphor that followed him around for thirty trials every arc. Navik shivered, adjusting the coat closer to his skin. His feet, not as used to shoes as he would've liked, tapped into the ground as he made his way towards Bakan Isorosi, guiding himself by the lights of the Iyọ that still hadn't finished their cocoons. Soon, every light provided by them would fade, and the opportunity of going to the Bakan to read would end.

Navik growled to himself. When he was younger, his father would take care of the Iyọ caterpillars. Something had happened with the other caterpillars, though, as there was only a single pair left. And then, his father had said he would need to learn to take care of them. Another growl escaped his mouth as he remembered the discussion, and Navik had to stop for a moment, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, trying to ease the irritation away. There was nothing wrong with his father request, and, in fact, he shouldn't be angry about it. Yet, he was. Mostly because he would rather spend his last day of light in the season reading about medicine, about something important, than about how to take care of caterpillars.

This was important to his father, though, wasn't it?

With a sigh, Navik licked his lips, tugged on his coat again in a futile attempt of bringing warmth to his body, and began walking again, his wings shivering behind him. The cold wasn't so harsh on them - he barely felt it, if compared to the rest of his body - but Cylus cold was still felt deeply. It was a relief to finally reach his destination. While there was no fire inside and, therefore, no additional heat, at least the wind was blocked by walls.

When he finally reached the double ramps, Navik let of a sigh of relief, before finally entering the building. The Bakan wasn't as lit as usual, some of the caterpillars already inside their cocoons, but at least there was enough light to read, at least a little. The sight of these books was always a comforting one, and even if he was still feeling somewhat annoyed, he allowed a small smile on his lips before he made his way to the section he hoped would have a book he could use.


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Asari had never actually visited Bakan Isorosi. At least, not until now. She’d been in Desnind a while now- not terribly long- but she had yet to explore the one place in the city with a reliable storage of books. She had come to Desnind with a thirst for knowledge, to learn natural life and how to be a healer like her mother was. So far, she had a long way to go. When she arrived, her heels clacked on the double ramps leading up to the library. She wore her normal outfit; a blouse, pants, her cloak. It was all low quality stuff- Asari was in desperate need of a shopping day. However, she managed to stand out in other ways. Her nails were painted a very bright pink, outdone only by the purple streaks on either side of her head, showing brightly through her black hair, and more importantly, her face paint. Her eyes were drawn up with purple eye paint and black eyeliner, and there was a swirling purple pattern coming from her eyes with face paint. Her lips were painted a deep shade of purple as well, a strange and unique color. Like most days, Asari had gone all out. Though as she walked in the cold Cylus air, she kept having to blink. She’d successfully stabbed her eye that morning while doing her less than perfect makeup, and now it watered easily. The Naerikk had to resist the urge to wipe at her eyes, which would have ruined her efforts.

Regardless of how dressed up she was, Asari was pleased as she entered Bakan Isorosi, glad to be out of the cold. Her eyes drifted along the shelves and shelves of books, lips curling into a smile. Her mother used to keep quite a few books, but Asari hadn’t had the time or money for them in… too long.

Beginning to drift through the building, Asari’s hands skimmed along the shelves as she examined the titles. Some were in Xanthea, which she couldn’t understand a word of. Vaguely, she wondered if there were books on magic. Or on different places. But as she searched, she found herself drawn to a section on medicine. Might as well try to learn something while I’m here…

Tilting her head up, Asari’s eyes locked on a book on a top shelf- one describing herbalism used in medicine. Reaching out, Asari gave a grunt of effort, her fingertips just barely brushing the binding of the book. Oh come on, heels, don’t fail me now! Asari thought. The Naerikk woman was, indeed, quite short. Even with her heels, the shelf was much higher up than she was.

Even though she looked ridiculous, Asari began to bounce up and down, her heels clattering on the wood floors as she desperately tried to reach the book. Just… a little… higher…~ She thought, making quite a bit of noise in her attempt. No doubt to the annoyance of other customers.
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It took a lot of browsing through the shelves, the light less than ideal, before he even managed to find the right section - he could have asked Bo'kuno, but he had seemed busy with his own things, and Navik wasn't really in the mood to interrupt without a real need. There were a lot of books about fauna, huge tomes and smaller ones, beautifully designed or with only simple covers. There were even some scrolls resting over the books or on some space between them. The man sighed, wondering where he could even begin. There should probably be some book only about the iyọ, since the caterpillar was so necessary to their life.

More browsing, opening and closing scrolls and looking at the summary in at least thirty books before he finally ended up with one scroll and five books that might have what he was looking for. Arms full, Navik made his way towards one of the chests, picking up enough pillows to make himself comfortable and wrapping a blanket around his shoulders, the warmth it provided more than welcomed in the cold air of Cylus. Finally comfortable, he opened the scroll to take a look on its content, when the quite loud sound of something tapping on wood reached his ears. He looked up, annoyed, trying to find its source, eyes falling on a short woman who was trying to reach a book that was clearly outside her reach. Navik sighed, before getting up once again, immediately missing the warmth of the blanket, and made his way towards her.

He stood besides her, and reached out to pull the book from its place. It was heavy, green and heavily decorated, and he took a look at the cover, frowning at the title, written in something he could not understand. Below it, though, in smaller letters, there were words in Xanthea, written in a very curvy script. Olọravu ar i'ken: wàv ar lhukw-íchọ. Interesting. Navik moved his attention to the girl, noticing the strange paint in her face. He wondered if it had some meaning to her.

"Ibeere ceknee." he smiled, extending the book to her. "Awt ke’u av wajen?" normally, he would just give her the book and return to his own, but if she was a doctor, perhaps there was something she could teach him, or a book she could recommend. If there was a way to improve his knowledge, he should take it, even if it meant doing something he wasn't very comfortable in doing. His wings moved behind him as he tried to fold them as much as he could, almost unconsciously.

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Asari had a string of not very nice words running through her head as she failed to reach the book. She stretched, again, for it- only to find a different hand pulling it from the shelf. Turning her head, Asari’s eyes widened as she saw a tall, handsome, dark haired male beside her. Not just a male- but an Avriel, from the wings protruding from his back. Asari instinctively stiffened. She couldn’t help it- the only Avriel she’d ever met had not been… pleasant.

Though no one think well of the Naerikk, either. She reminded herself, taking a breath and giving him a smile. Taking the book as he held it out, Asari opened her mouth to speak- only for him to speak first. Not in Common, though.

Confusion filled her features, Asari’s blue eyes widening as she looked up into his face. Is that Xanthea? Darn it… Now I really wish I had taken some lessons when I got here… Most in Desnind spoke some form of Xanthea. Luckily, quite a few spoke Common, too, so Asari had been alright so far. Until now.

“Uh…” She stammered, hugging the book to her chest. “I’m sorry, what?” She asked, before clarifying, “I don’t speak Xanthea.” Is he even going to understand that much? Asari gave a nervous glance around for someone who might be able to translate, but it’d seem they were alone. Looking back at the man, she felt very… awkward. Asari wasn’t good with communicating with people who could fully understand her- how could she communicate with a man who couldn’t? Especially an Avriel. Asari knew it was silly, because people had just as quickly judged her for being a Naerikk, but she couldn’t help be extra wary around Avriel. Sure, you were wary with a strange human, but there was just that extra touch of “I don’t know this guy or his character and therefore should be careful until I know what kind of person he is.” That said, him getting the book for her had Navik off to a good start.

After a second of staring at him, her eyes following the slight movement of his lovely wings, Asari remembered her manners. “Oh! Um… T-Thank you.” She stammered out, even though she still wasn’t certain he’d understand. To try and prove her point, she put on a smile, gesturing to the book he’d gotten for her.
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At first, he reaction made him think he had said or done something wrong. But when the words left her mouth, it was his face that twisted into a half scowl. She didn't speak Xanthea. Of course not. He was terrible at Common, but at least he had something to work for. From the look on the girl's face, she couldn't understand anything he was saying. The fact that she was staring at his wings while looking very uncomfortable did nothing to ease his mind, and Navik tried to fold them even more, the muscles pulling back as far as he could, stinging a little. He liked them, he truly did. But they also drew attention he wasn't comfortable with, and sometimes, they did make people uncomfortable.

Her next words, though, and her smile, confused him a little. Was she uncomfortable by his presence or not?

"Aceh'ar kano..." Navik began, before interrupting himself. The other had just said she didn't understand Xanthea. "Yes. No worry." he hated how the words came out, as he was sure it was very different from their supposedly correct pronunciation, but it was the best he could do. "I can not say... this... well." he sighed, wondering if the whole talk was worth the trouble. She couldn't understand him, and he barely could speak her language. Sure, it would be rude, to say the least, to just turn his back and return to his books, specially since he was the one who had gone to talk to her. Navik sighed again, hands running through his head in embarrassment. He should've learned it better when he had the chance.

But then, he had been able to spend some years barely knowing how to communicate with Naureey. What were a few bits compared to that? Besides, the title of the book still interested him, and so, he tried to repeat the phrase he said before.

"This... book." he made a gesture towards the book the other was holding against her chest. "Interesting. You are doctor?"

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