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Selene's head tilted so far to the side that it looked as though it might fall off at any moment.

There were no words to describe how she felt at that very moment, but one thing was for certain. She definitely felt as though something had just rolled over her, flattening her with confusion.

And then there was another note, so she just waited, in silence, and tried not to let the words of the first note worm their way into her subconscious..

On and on the second poem went, and with each word, Selene's eyes began to mist with the emotion evoked by fine poetry. It was a lovely story, meant perhaps not for her, but still such evocative prose, that her love of all things literature was sparked deep within. When it was over, she let out a long, and shaky sigh of bliss.

"That was beautiful, my young friend." Selene whispered, her frail body swaying as if the wind itself was too much for her. "I thank you for sharing it with me. It's a poem about the moon, a lovely tale written so eloquently, and I feel blessed to share the name of the protagonist!" Her little grin played happily on her features. "You can tell whoever asked you to share this lovely bit of literature with me, that my heart was truly moved by the story. And I thank you for such a delightful moment of wistful journey."

Suddenly, it didn't matter who the poem was from. It was such a kind gift. Whoever sought to share it with her obviously knew how much she loved fine literature and well written prose.

Selene held her hand out, palm facing upwards. "But of course! How could I note accept such a kind gift? You are a dear for coming all this way just to give it to me. I shall make sure you are nicely rewarded."

What a delightful horsewoman. Selene knew that all those rumors about them being up to something were false. This was just another case of wrongful accusation, much like with the humans. She would advocate their cause to the end of her days!

Surprisingly, it seemed to be another "hate" booth. Or not? Eisheth almost felt the waves of hatred and.. irritation? annoyance? coming from the room; as she entered she realized the source of all those feelings was a boil, or rather a very disappointed demon sitting behind the desk and surrounded by small piles of pink rubbish. Did he just have a visit from Desu-chan?

Apparently he wasn't happy at all with promoting this "Romance" thingy, and judging from her own experience Eisheth decided not to disturb the poor professor. Let his grief and disgrace be his own business. When she already wanted to leave, smt caught her attention, and made step closer; in a second she was surrounded by a little cloud of corrividi dropping more valentines on the desk, the sound of wings filled her ears.

She had to step back almost collapsing into a familiarly looking serpent ghoul.... Eisheth guessed it's a professor she had seen before. "I beg your pardon", she bowed a bit to a Snake-looking ghoul, just enough to follow the basic courtesy. Hm. Something in her looks was quite familiar... was it.. her haircut? her outfit? general appearance? Something about her looked very ancient, and somehow very similar to the mind of a Famine'r. She blinked. "I'm not the one to forecast the future, but something about you, my lady, makes me feel.. as I'm at Home. My old Home, I mean. I don't know what that means, but I think the fact I've met you wasn't just a coincidence. Some things aren't revealed to us till the very end, and all we can do is just rely on our feelings, our intuition. Anyway, I wish you the luck in finding your melody, and may the Queen's blessing help you with the harmony of your song", she bowed again, and quickly stepped away.

The demon at the desk looked even worse now, and the alchemist decided it's time to act.

Actually, while she was there Mjoll was looking at the birds that had flocked towards the proof. She was nibbling the inside of her lip before she actually decided to help.

After all, it seemed to be the thing to do around here.

Ragnorak run her fingers through her hair. "I'm not sure if I'm doing this right....but.." She handed Selene some flowers. "I'd like some information about how to look up students?"

With her lovely note clutched in her hand, Selene waved goodbye to the darling horsewoman Mjoll, and turned to look at the student asking her a question and handing her flowers. More flowers. For her.

Selene waited a full moment before she sighed in happiness.

"I love Scarentine's Day."

She completely forgot that the student was trying to ask her a question, and started drifting away, leaving Rengath's booth. She wasn't headed in any particular direction, and she almost looked like she was floating..

((Exit!))