Humming quietly to herself as she took a giant bite out of the purple apple she brought, the flower girl came to a slow halt once she noticed the shop nearby. Taking another munch from that delicious dumbapple, the girl tossed it towards the nearest trash bin as she wandered inside of the shop. While she really didn't have anything in mind that she wanted synthesized, Aerith wondered if the blacksmith inside could be able to enhance the new flute-like weapon she found within Memoria.
"Oh, hello!" She greeted with a happy smile. "You...are a blacksmith, right?" Aerith asked a tad hesitantly at the younger girl who stood behind the counter. While she doubted that this girl could possibly be older than sixteen or seventeen, Aerith hoped Refia could be of some help to her.
“Oh, wait. You are a synthesizer, not a blacksmith.” She giggled softly at her own mistake. “I am still trying to get used to the terms people use around here.”
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Date: 2010-02-13 01:49 am (UTC)"Oh, hello!" She greeted with a happy smile. "You...are a blacksmith, right?" Aerith asked a tad hesitantly at the younger girl who stood behind the counter. While she doubted that this girl could possibly be older than sixteen or seventeen, Aerith hoped Refia could be of some help to her.
“Oh, wait. You are a synthesizer, not a blacksmith.” She giggled softly at her own mistake. “I am still trying to get used to the terms people use around here.”