Who: Ange and YOU.
Where: The fields of Espoir.
Style: Either!
Status: Open!
The crimson-haired heiress stood on the outskirts of one of Espoir's fields, her chin tilted slightly upward, her eyes closed. Occasionally, she would open her eyes and look down, narrowing them slightly as if trying to recall something, before turning her face to the sky again. After a bit of time passed, a few golden sparkles appeared in the air around her, and eventually, they included a glittering butterfly or two.
It had been a while since she'd practiced magic...