MAEA
Following Ronin's gaze to the shop they stood in, the sound of people moving back and forth through the corridors outside and the scents of food and drink merged with voices and laughter into a subtle drone, a bouquet of sensation she couldn't have imagined before the barrier fell. The old inn might have been rowdy at times, but never was there such abundance to be had there; not at weddings, nor funerals, or even the celebrations at Fiat Lux where most had been able to eat their fill at least for one day of the year. In some ways, yes, the Grounds had come a long way. Yet Maea still saw the dripping tunnels of the Underground when she peered past the stalls and shops; could almost hear the squeaking of rouxs and feel the cold chill of unease tip-toe down her spine if she closed her eyes.
She kept her eyes fixed on Ronin to avoid the visions, offering a crooked smile in shared astonishment that time kept passing them by no matter what went on in the world. "Mmh, I actually ran into Remi a while ago... I'm glad you're both doing well - if anyone has earned peace it would be you two." And if anyone earned something nice it would be Remi, after what she'd found out about the work he did for Ludo.
"Me? Oh..." Rubbing the back of her neck, she glanced about the shop at the clothes, "I'm looking for a dress. Need to update my wardrobe, so I figured I might as well do something drastic. But I... don't really know what I want." Change, but in what way? How did you remake yourself without also losing yourself? She wanted something bold, something proper, something practical and striking without going overboard, that was comfortable without looking cheap... It was a lot to ask of a single garment, and her expectations for the final result - what it might feel like to pull the armor on and know that it would keep her safe, make her strong - blinded her to the reality of what this little underground store had to offer.
"What does Remi like? Maybe I can help point you in the right direction," she offered, more than willing to set her own quest aside for a moment to help someone she'd always wanted to befriend.
She kept her eyes fixed on Ronin to avoid the visions, offering a crooked smile in shared astonishment that time kept passing them by no matter what went on in the world. "Mmh, I actually ran into Remi a while ago... I'm glad you're both doing well - if anyone has earned peace it would be you two." And if anyone earned something nice it would be Remi, after what she'd found out about the work he did for Ludo.
"Me? Oh..." Rubbing the back of her neck, she glanced about the shop at the clothes, "I'm looking for a dress. Need to update my wardrobe, so I figured I might as well do something drastic. But I... don't really know what I want." Change, but in what way? How did you remake yourself without also losing yourself? She wanted something bold, something proper, something practical and striking without going overboard, that was comfortable without looking cheap... It was a lot to ask of a single garment, and her expectations for the final result - what it might feel like to pull the armor on and know that it would keep her safe, make her strong - blinded her to the reality of what this little underground store had to offer.
"What does Remi like? Maybe I can help point you in the right direction," she offered, more than willing to set her own quest aside for a moment to help someone she'd always wanted to befriend.
I'm an angel bored like hell
And you're a devil meaning well
And you're a devil meaning well
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
