InsaneJournal

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[Early in the morning, Yen glances at the communicator before turning away again. It feels too strange to look at the thing before she even has anyone responding. Her long feline ears remain oriented toward it for a split moment longer than her eyes.]

[She is clearly in the art center, sitting at a table. On one side, a pile of sticks strong-looking sticks. On the other, a pile of rocks. Some of the sticks have the rocks wound onto the end, done inexpertly but patiently. It is clear that she has been at this for a while.]

[Yen is tapping the head of one of these "wands" rhythmically against her cheek as she surveys her work.]

Soooooooo. There's that fancy slice of wilderness beyond the 6th gate—I'm yearning to explore it, but I find myself short on. Well.

[Yen throws her hands up (along with the "wand") at the assorted mess of sticks and rocks around her. Her eyes widen.]

A focus!

[Without even bothering to explain what that is, she sighs in frustration as she shakes her head. There is a clear and brief effort to calm down, and then she's right back to venting again.]

Why is it that I can acquire a fancy console that will show me erotic moving-picture tales, yet I can't even find a basic elementally-aspected stone? This is absurd.

Can anyone inform me if there are such things beyond that gate? It matters little what element it focuses, though fire is most preferable. And what manner of favor you would require for the retrieval of one or two for me? As humiliating as it is for me to have to ask for such a favor, a bla- [Er.] A thaumaturge is naught but a glorified preacher without a proper wand or staff!

[To cap it all off, she treats everyone to a very lower-lip-driven pout.]