Snowy Cottage;Solo; Lamya

Job Info:

Lamya looked around, she had accepted this job on a whim after she had seen that her Master Nii-San had gone on many jobs. She didn't want to look in her Master's eyes. She did feel week enough in front of him because she didn't feel as if she was able to call him something other than master, not that Gil minded. Trees surrounded her and she had nearly convinced herself that she was lost until she spotted two people father along. Maybe these were the people that she was supposed to meet to talk to about helping them build their house. She was wondering what they meant about not being able to use magic. Was it just to build the house or was it for everything that surrounded the job. If that was the case she wouldn't be able to bring out any of her friends.

Sighing as she hung her head Lamya realized that maybe she shouldn't have asked for this quest seeing how she had no physical strength. But taking a in a deep breath she steeled her nerves because she knew that as a Celestial Mage she was not going to go back on her word and she was going to complete this job even if it killed her. As the site of the new house grew closer the red headed girl bit down on her bottom lip and started to bear herself for the job that she knew was not going to be physically easy.

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As she approached the two people at the site the red head seemed to tremble a little. Her nervousness around people had not faded, but she wanted to help them. She took in a deep breath and smiled. She had tried to look relaxed but she was struggling. "H-hello?" Her voice came out as a whisper. Her hand had moved to reside behind her back and her fingers fidgeted. "I'm h-here to h-help with the house." Her cheeks became a light pink and she looked right at the people bowing at the waist.

A chuckle echoed through the air and Lamya looked up at the person whom the chuckle had come from. "You're the mage that is going to help us? I am glad that you are polite." Lamya smiled and yhe blush on her cheeks darkened. "It is how I was raised, thank you." But the kind moment didn't last long as the other male next to the one who had spoken scoffed and turned away. "I apologize about me son. He doesn't really want to help because he loved his sister dearly and doesn't eant her to leave.

All Lamya could do to that was shake her head and smile she knew how it felt to loose someone.

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It didn't take long before Lamya was set ot work. But it wasn't work that she thought that she was going to do. Not that she complained about chiseling wood along lines, she was good with hands. It just wasn't exactly what she was expecting.

Biting down on her bottom lip the blue haired girl focused on a single nook that was not cooperating with her. Bringing down the hammer on her chisel and watching as she nook carved off from the piece of wood the Spirit Summoner smiled happily. But she was didn't see coming was the bump from the teenage boy, Ninko. With an off she landed on the ground, her elbow scrapping against the rocks and dirt. "Watch where you are going lady. The boy snarled

Lamya looked up as him and smiled. "I'm sorry if I was in your way." She got up and dusted off her clothes and hands before smiling at Ninko once again and moving to go and word on another log of wood. She heard a huff from behind her and sighed. She knew that Ninko was upset about his sister leaving. but couldn't he be happy for her? She kneeled at the next log as started at the uneven cuts and nooks in the latch spots. A soft tingle came from her side and she knew that her spirits wanted to help her. Closing her eyes the young woman placed her hands over her keys and told them about the job and that they were not allowed to come out and help her. She could feel two of her spirits throwing a fit and another one pouting. A small giggle escaped her lips and she started to hum as she focused on her work.

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Sweat had formed at the brow of the young woman. She was now carrying large logs, that had been cut down in the forest by the father, back to the clearing. But, due to this her arms were covered in scratches, some bleeding and some not. She had mentally gritted her self, she knew that there would be hard work that was involved, but carrying logs that had to be twice or maybe three times as long as her was hard. 

Reaching the clearing the celestial mage grunted and dropped the log at her feet, missing them only by a couple inches, but missing them none the less. With a sigh Lamya wiped the sweat from her forehead and went to go get the next log but as she turned around she hear the clearing of a throat from behind her. Turning around to see who was trying to ger her attention the celestial mage spotted the younger boy looking at her concerned. "You shouldn't do too much you could hurt yourself." But Lamya only shook her head as she smiled. "I signed up for this job. I plan on carrying it out." She flashed the boy a smile and watched as his face became flushed before giggling and going to go and carry back the rest of the logs that they needed to finish building the cabin. The flushed boy in her head the celestial mage smiled to herself. there were so many things that he needed to learn. 'Why don't we show him?' Lamya shook her head and ignored the voice that liked to cause her misery

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The key holder had finally gotten a break and she was not sitting on one of the many logs that she had moved from the forest to the clearing. They were almost done, there was only one more batch of logs to add onto the walls of the building before they went onto the roof, which Lamya had already started to work on the boards and the shingles that were going to be placed on top of that. Taking another sip of water from a water bottle that the father had given her the purple haired girl leaned back and looked up at the sky, it was about mid day and yet, it felt as though it should have been earlier sighing the celestial mage looked down at her keys, things would have gone so much faster if she could have used them, but that was not what the client wanted and so she wasn't going to use them. No matter how much they protested against it. Continuing to look up at the sky the girl could not help but frown, there were times of her past that flashed through her mind, being tracked and hunted down only to be spared. She shook her head and then stood back up and set down the water bottle. They were so close, she just had to finish it. Lamya dusted off her hands and picked up her tool and started to straighten up the lines on the log that she had been sitting on.

It only took her minutes and so the minutes that she was done she stood back up dusting her hands off, the last log was done and now they had to do the roof.

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