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[Euri has ventured out of her room tonight, though she's on a very specific mission. She's immediately heading to the conservatory with a bag slung over one shoulder and some pruning shears. Hoping the place is empty she'll start methodically picking through the flora, occasionally stopping to crouch down and make some cuttings that get shoved into her bag.

Despite spending all that time out past the city she doesn't look too different - no tan, back in some shorts and a shirt she found in her tower room. The biggest change is her hair - instead of a ponytail she's simply weaved some flowers in her hair, which has gotten longer.

As she works Euri has a determined expression on her face. She wants to get in and out as fast as possible, so that she doesn't have to deal with... anyone, really.]

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[you know what else likes things like flowers and plants? Moths!

So, probably unsurprisingly, there is one floating around the conservatory... slowly making a dizzy beeline for the general vicinity of Euri's face]

[Moths are preferable to people! For a second Euri's mind is going to butterfly, but once Dusty is close enough she'll realize nope, definitely a moth.

She'll pause what she's doing and hold her hand out anyway.]

[yep, just a little raggedy brown moth. But, when the girl holds out her hand, it flutters down onto it as if she'd actually asked it to]

[It's kind of cute!]

... I guess this would be a good place for a moth to live.

[it waves its antennae in her direction, but sitting nicely on her hand isn't enough for very long. She feels like maaaagic, so the moth needs to get closer!

Up it flutters off her hand, and loops toward her face again]

...? [Euri leans back just a little, so she doesn't get the moth smacking into her eye or something unfortunate.]

[...she might have to lean back more than just a little. This moth is apparently determined]

H - hey.... [She'll try holding her hand out again.]

[nope, still determined. That moth is bent on landing in the magic-girl's hair. Or on her face. Whichever comes first.]

[Hair it is! Euri tries to keep still so she doesn't jostle the poor thing.]

[hair it is, indeed! And it perches there for a good few minutes, sitting still like any good magical nature-themed accessory.

...Until it decides to start wandering on foot. Toward her face.]

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