"Anytime I'm not working in my shop, actually."
Its pretty clear to tell too, given how she's holding it; it is her instrument, after all.
"Want a demonstration?"
A genuine laugh escaped her then, so full of mirth that Serval almost doubled over from it.
"You did start that, by the way," mused she, a knowing smile on her face. "You swore up and down for so long that I threw the first ball, but I remember the moment very clearly!"
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❝ I still remember the lecture I got from my mother for that catastrophe. . . and that I had cream even under my clothes somehow ❞
It has been a long time since Cocolia remembered this memory. Along with many other fonds memories she had of her time with Serval,
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Serval couldn't hold back the snort that slipped free of her lips, mostly because the memory had already begun to resurface for her too.
"Yeah, pretty sure I had flour in my hair for a whole week after that," managed she, chuckling to herself. The memory itself had always been -
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❝ If you wish to help me, I'm not against it. I'd like to have some help ❞
A smile offered, she could tell Serval was holding back her smile. Perhaps the former Supreme Guardian was able to melt through the ice barricades of time back into her friend's heart again.
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It was pretty easy to catch the tune, though Serval did her best to keep her smile from growing; too much happiness in such a quick amount of time almost felt like it'd be a disservice to the time that had passed.
"Do you want a hand? I may not be much of a cook, but I can at -
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❝ Soup? Hm alright then, I think I can manage that ❞
Soups are not that difficult to make so that shouldn't be a problem. Of course, Cocolia still felt rather rusty when it came to most of her skills, but atleast she had a reason to practice again.
After some time,
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"Mm. . . something hearty sounds nice; the temperatures haven't been as blistering as they were, but it's still cold enough that I've been craving a good soup."
She thought about teasing her for that, for getting so in her head about all of this, but Serval refrained for now. -
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The sudden question brought the former Supreme Guardian out of her thoughts, as it usually did in the past, causing her to shake her head a little in order to clear her head a bit.
❝ I'm just thinking about what to cook for us. It's been a very long time since
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most. This was another thing that made her almost feel nostalgic.
She was sure these occurrences would keep happening, and the more they did, the less she found herself worrying.
The silence stretched long enough that Serval found herself speaking out, mostly because she could see the crease forming between the other woman's brow.
". . . Penny for your thoughts?" Asked she, raising a brow. Cocolia had always been a thinker -Serval knew that better than -
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Walking along Serval once again after all this time felt rather strange to Cocolia. It felt as if time itself reversed and they were thrown back to the time where everything was okay between them. The former Supreme Guardian would lie if she said she wasn't enjoying it.
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pretty closely with these back when I was still working under the Supreme Guardian," explained she, observing the machine. "How'd you get your hands on one of these, may I ask?"
". . . You made the right call, but I guess that's to be expected of someone from the Genius Society, hm?"
Serval moved slowly, calculated steps bringing her further into the storage room. Hues were alight with curiosity, wonder radiating off of her in subtle waves.
"I worked -
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⠀⠀⠀❝ Look over here. ❞
⠀⠀⠀In her curio storage room, Herta looks up at what appears to be a tambourine of some kind, clad in colors and patterns indicative of the Landau family: blue, silver, and gold.
⠀⠀⠀❝ I call this curio the Energy Black Hole. ❞
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"I'm coming, I'm coming -"
In her defense, this was. . . new to her again; perhaps, in time, she wouldn't find the touch of her friend to be so jarring, but adjustment would be easier the more she was subjected to it, surely.
Serval followed along after a moment, her steps -
And the former Supreme Guardian certainly noticed that confusion and perhaps panic in the eyes of her old friend. So adorable~
Very gently pulling on the hand of the musician, wishing to head out, Cocolia slowly moved towards the door, trying her best not to break the hold
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". . . I guess it wouldn't hurt anything, huh?"
She might've sounded nonchalant, but there was apprehension and confusion twisting inside of her. That little kiss to the back of her hand did more to her than she expected.
"L - Let's do it!"
The former Supreme Guardian smiled warmly, the answer bringing hidden joy to her heart. She had hoped Serval would agree.
Leaning closer, a small kiss pressed upon the hand of her dear friend before slowly leaning back.
❝ Shall we head out then? ❞
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A brow raised slightly, the prospect garnering a questioning gaze from Serval.
". . .That'd probably be tastier than most of the spots in town," agreed she, though her eyes said more. She'd been back to the fortress since their friendship had been rendered a distant memory, -
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A momentary pause, wishing to think about their options before a small smirk formed upon her lips, gaze returning to the musician.
❝ How about. . . we go to the Fortress and I'll make food for us? ❞
A rather bold request, but it would give them lots of time to catch
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