Mirja watched Ritsuko, and pondered if she should go get something to eat. It looked like this might take a while. She could go to her cafe, but then she was the only employee in her cafe, and it was not like they could deliver without her there, so she was stuck. And when stuck, she got bored, and when bored, she got creative. And creative, meant that while watching Ritsuko, she thought about her newest trick. The Wind Road. Made from the collective soul of wind, it granted her incredible speed, beyond anything she had seen before in her life, by a considerable margin. But it also choked her, because there was no air to breathe. Ho-hum.
But this breathing of Ritsuko was interesting. Maybe she could make something of it. Waving her hands to get a feel for The Wind here, she swirled it, forming it around her before bring it up and blowing on it. A gift, of her own creation, and in return, The Wind would replace it. That was the theory, anyway. Practice might need a bit more....practice, but theory was half way towards completion, so that was fine. She played with The Wind for a bit more, before looking back to Ritsuko.
Mirja could smell her sweat - technically the bacteria in the sweat, sweat didn't smell of anything - before she saw it, but it was still cause for alarm.
"Sweating already? It's like you never get out of the house or something. Is this the first time you've ever done anything resembling a workout?"
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