[SEASONAL EVENT] En Gourde!

Edy fuck you <3 Edy grinned, always happy to be complimented. Unlike many her age who were desperately trying to find themselves, the Launceleyn girl was doing the exact opposite. Responsibilities and obligations? Prince(ss) charming and romantic overtures? Fuck that. Edy was just living day by day, and while it clearly showed in her often too-crass attitude and a poor understanding of time and place, it was also part of her charm, if one could call it that. Flashing Jigano a 100 watt smile, Edy basked happily in the reference to her sexual prowess. It wasn't that she fancied herself quite the catch or anything, merely that she thought of sex as any other bodily need. You ate when you were hungry didn't you? And occasionally didn't you eat food you didn't necessarily love or wouldn't have again? Such was the teenagers views on sex. Though where she'd come from, the opposite couldn't have been more true of the majority. Indeed the head of the Launceleyn's had put Edy in a coma simply because the teenager asked if the woman was masturbating enough to keep herself healthy. Really, Edy had just been checking up on her well-being. It wasn't her fault Zariah was a prude. "Oh...just a little tug on their life force." Edy purred with a wink. Watching as the two newest arrivals made their fiery way forward, Edy merely cocked a hip and watched expectantly for her counterpart to dispatch them. As he did, Edy's eyes widened with unfettered delight as he lithely swing his sword about in a movement that might as well have been a dance. Raising her fingers to let fire gently plume from them, the teenager stopped as she was instructed to keep the gourds in tact. Running her tongue across her teeth Edy considered this instruction. Back in Northaven she'd been a destructionist. She blew shit up. She did not keep things intact. Twitching her lips, Edy tried to formulate a plan. Spinning a ring of fire to force the gourds together (and to keep them from rushing forward), she glanced over her shoulder. "Fancy helping a girl out?" She called with a bright grin. The sword should be long enough to reach over the flames and behead the gourds. Assuming they were smart enough not to charge through her fiery blockade.