Hey I'm back all. Hope you've all been well.

"Do I want to know why the courtyard is flooded?"
Midna asks looking down from the roof at a flooded outer courtyard, one a lot of novices tended to spend their downtime. A small chunk of them. Venti included were currently sitting on a makeshift raft of wood and whatever floated that was in the courtyard, held together by hopes, dreams and some magic on the bards part.
"Don't look at me." Venti looks up shrugging. "I had no part in this."
"Is that so? Why do you have half a coconut in your hand then?" The twili narrows her eyes looking at him.
"I had it stored in my ring for a rainy day. And it seemed appropriate." He shrugs, idly taking a sip from the island fruit and picking up the lute by his side. Strumming it idly.
"So what caused all this water? It can't be from rain not by this much." Midna asks dropping down from the roof onto the water. Walking across it to the raft.
"That... I'm not to sure on sights a little fuzzy there." The bard admits looking up at her from his seat. Shaking his head.
"Buuut I heard one of the fairies decided to try and help one of the new students homesickness."
Midna sighs exasperated crosses her arms, sitting down next to the tri-cultivator. "And how does making a pool of this section make them feel less homesick? Actually, how has the rest of the sect not flooded with this much water?"


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