She was dressed in a simple bikini, powder blue with a gold tone circle in the center, a blue sheer coverup around her waist. Thick scars knotted her stomach, revealing an old wound. The poison mage walked alongside her partner, trying not to trip herself in the sandals she wore on the uneven pavement. Another job, another day, more kids. Nemuru looked up at her partner. "How are you with kids? I've had jobs previously with children and I seem to have little luck. I watched a baby that even the parents found troublesome, as well as a pair of twins at an amusement park. Then, there were some kids causing trouble in a library..." She trailed off with a sigh.
"In all, I am no good with them. Maybe this job will be better. Though, we're only getting 500 jewels each for our time. Still, I'm not sure how much teaching we can manage in such a short assignment. We can both swim, at least. I'm thinking a few simple strokes are our best bet, eh? Perhaps just one basic one if he is too difficult to work with? They aren't paying us much after all." All kids seem difficult, I'm getting tired of giving them the benefit of the doubt.
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"In all, I am no good with them. Maybe this job will be better. Though, we're only getting 500 jewels each for our time. Still, I'm not sure how much teaching we can manage in such a short assignment. We can both swim, at least. I'm thinking a few simple strokes are our best bet, eh? Perhaps just one basic one if he is too difficult to work with? They aren't paying us much after all." All kids seem difficult, I'm getting tired of giving them the benefit of the doubt.
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