Shibo shrugged.
"Her shyness really isn't a major issue. If you were a boy, then... maybe it'd actually be a problem. Hehe." Shibo broke into a smile. It seemed like she was actually starting to get over the incident, slowly starting to become herself again on the topic of old friends and good memories.
"Don't be surprised if she's very quiet around you at first. But I think she likes types like you."
Lifting a finger, Shibo carried on.
"As for why I think she might be useful for us. I've sparred with her more than a handful of times... she's an absolute menace. She fights in such a weird way, but... it really works, and I think it'd compliment what we have already quite well." Shibo explained.
"It's hard to explain... maybe I should let her do it, but... basically, her fighting style revolves around using a special, turqoise-coloured gel that she can create quickly and effectively." Shibo shook her head.
"I don't know how she does it, but when Sara herself runs on this gel, she can 'skate' on it in a way, getting around areas very quickly, basically creating slipways for herself. It's really something else to watch. She sticks to it at the same time, so uneven terrain isn't a problem for her. I think I've even seen her do it up and across walls. Don't worry about it being disruptive for us, it only effects her."
"As well as being quick and very slippery to hit when she wants to be, she has a different type of gel she can use. This other gel, deep blue gel I think, can engulf an enemy. This gel is very sticky, and will slow them down considerably, even if it deals little damage. She can fire this as a projectile at close range to you, or even make traps on the floor that are hard as heck to get out of... it's..." Shibo squirmed a bit.
"...Not good to be on the other end of. As well as that, she uses a staff-like weapon that might as well be a big mace. She's quick with it; a few hits will knock the wind out of opponents. She can basically make people easy targets, get in and out of places fast, and be a little force to be reckoned with herself. Don't let the shyness fool you." Shibo suddenly squinted, rubbing the back of her head.
"...She had something else up her sleeve, too, but... uh... I-I... forgot. It'll come to me when we meet her. Come on, we're almost there."
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Entering the library, the smell of fresh wood, paper, and something cinnamon-y lurked in the air of the large interior of the place. Through the mazes of bookshelves, Shibo checked numerous places, nooks, and crannies, where people of all sorts lurked within the silent building. Just when there seemed to be no more places to look, Shibo seemed to exhale with relief, privately nodding towards a girl in the distance.
"There she is."
Sitting at a desk, a quill that never seemed to run out of ink delicately held in her hand, and an unusually large, black, blue-trimmed hat laying delicately to her side on the small sofa, the girl that must've been Sara seemed to be writing, lost in thought, with various filled-up pages neatly arranged on the desk she was sitting at; a stack of blank paper ready for a new page of whatever book or journal she was writing.
A small pair of reading glasses were delicately pushed up to her turquoise eyes, giving her a sage yet frail look in the moment. Her hair was of a darkish-silvery colour that seemed to have a turqoise tint to it, and her clothes, whilst somewhat casual, were still fancy and complimented her body's shape perfectly, the black and blue colours going perfectly with her hat, though she currently wasn't wearing it.
Wide-eyed and seemingly lost in the moment of writing, only until Shibo went quite close to her did Sara begin to notice the nearby presence, jumping quite violently in her position in surprise as she did.
"E-Eep!" Sara squeaked like a mouse, dropping her quill and hurriedly trying to pick it up again in the moment. It instantly became obvious she was quite easy to scare.
"...O-Oh. M-My deepest apologies... please pay no heed..." She quickly cut off as she looked up after retrieving her quill, realizing it was Shibo.
"Hey, you." Shibo smiled slightly.
"Whatcha writin'?"
"S... Shibo?" Sara blinked, pushing up the reading glasses on herself. Awkwardly pausing, then jittering in surprise, Sara suddenly flailed her arms over her written pages, seemingly trying to hide them.
"Um, n-nothing... important...! Ah... I, I didn't mean that evasively; d-don't get me wrong, it's quite the pleasure to see you again! It's been quite a while, right? Ahaha... haha??" Sara spluttered, though she sounded elegant and delicate even when panicking.
"Is, is there something I can assist you with?" She huffed, half her body over the desk. Sara's voice was high and soft, with elegant grace entwined within it, very different to Shibo's boyish voice.
"Relax, Sara, I won't look at your story. I still remember the promise I made." Shibo said offhandedly. After a while of hesitation, Sara eventually gave up on her slumped position over the desk slightly.
"But, anyway... I'm actually here for something that might be a big ask. After everything you've done for me, if you don't want to do this, then it's fine. But before I get into all of that, first, I'd like you to meet my friend, Astra."
Sitting up, Sara seemingly only just managed to notice Astra's presence. Shyly unsure of what to say, the dainty girl curled up a bit in her seating stance, blushing a tiny bit. As Shibo had previously explained, Sara seemed very nervous around new people.
"...H... Hi." Sara whispered, avoiding eye contact.