((In the middle of a square, near the inn, and near a fountain.))
Talim sang, she could feel the presence of a few being drawn towards her. After 10 more minutes of singing she stopped, gulping in deep breaths of air. The crowd applauded loudly, some people in the back whistling shrilly. Talim slipped around the back and drank a glass of water handed to her by her manager. She then pulled a dark cloak around herself and slipped around the dissappating crowd towards the fountain. She stopped next to Tira and tapped her on the shoulder, dropping the cloak back a little so the woman could see her face.
Tira turned to face whoever tapped her, and drew in a breath, her eyes widening, as she realised who it was. The woman smiled, holding out her hand in greeting, "I'm Lunetta Talim, shall we go for a walk?" Tira shook her hand stiffly and followed the young woman, "I-I'm Major Ilani Tira."
Talim smiled, "Do you like plants Major?" she asked, watching Tira's face for a response. She stopped, looking down at a tiny red flower nestled amongst the sidewalk. Tira stopped as well, looking down at the miniscule flower. "Yes.... I like plants." Talim looked up at her, face now solemn, yet still gentle. "You have a hidden power Major. At least, you will have a power." Tira's eyes widened, "Y-you must be mistaken, I've no Ankh on my wrist, nor any magical blood in me."
Talim looked at her passively for a moment, "Ask the plant to grow, Tira. I know you don't believe in magic, but you must at least try. Just look down at that tiny flower, feel its minute force, and tell it to grow." Tira's eyes hardened, she frowned slightly, then she closed her eyes and thought about the plant. She thought about its tiny leaves growing, its tiny roots extending, and its tiny flower opening wide. She was broken out of her thoughts by a sudden stinging pain on her left wrist. Opening her eyes with surprise, she lifted her wrist so that it was visible and gasped. She looked back down at the plant, now as large as a rose, growing out of the sidewalk. Then she looked back up at Talim, her forest eyes shining with confusion, and she turned around and ran.
And still the image of the black Ankh on her wrist shone in her mind.
((Dun dun dun! Tira's force has been awaken. Now who of those left shall approach Talim?))
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