Heartsong

⟬ Later... ⟭ 

Tycondrius opened his eyes. He'd just finished designing a Martial Skill. He called it ⌈Lock Tap⌋. He'd automated its mana activation and maximized its efficiency to an acceptable degree, considering the amount of time he'd spent. 

He reached for the pocket watch on his desk and clicked it open. His two children, Lone and Coraline, had been bickering without breaks for thirty-seven minutes. 

"--and THEN!" Coraline shouted, "we'll sit together and watch the FIREWORKS! And everyone around will think we're a COUPLE!!"

Tycon frowned. The current nature of their argument was already very... couple-like. 

"PSH, fine! I wanted to watch the fireworks, ANYROAD!" Lone crossed his arms, looking far too unnerved for the conversational topic. "I heard they're the best free thing to see on the island-- next to the NATURE TRAIL!"