Hotaru
I've grown a mouth so sharp and cruel
It's all that I can give to you, my dear
It's all that I can give to you, my dear
Stormbreak is equally not a normal stomping ground for Hotaru, but she had been excited to venture out upon its surface not as a newly - and begrudgingly - accepted Abandoned, but as one of their revered demigods. She doubts anyone even knows another Frey demigod has been created, but she knows, and that's the only fun that matters to her.
That excitement is what has her moving so quickly, heedless of Tal's spluttering behind her. She occasionally reaches back to grab his wrist to swing them around slower pedestrians or to otherwise encourage him to keep pace, smiling like sunlight the entire time. Her delighted laugh trails over her shoulder at his blustering. "Exactly as I said! Frey made me their demigod!" She slows her jog only enough to spin in place, her golden hair streaming out behind her in a visage of dancing golden light, illuminated both literally and metaphorically in a way that is distinctly new. Coming to a stop facing Talyson, people grumbling as they move around the two, Hotaru spares a moment - a brief one, because she's still on a mission - to beam at him.
"Surprise, right?" Winking, she snags his wrist again and pulls him the rest of the way to the base of the Needle, where she props her hands on her hips and surveys the crowd around them with a little too much mischievous intent.
That excitement is what has her moving so quickly, heedless of Tal's spluttering behind her. She occasionally reaches back to grab his wrist to swing them around slower pedestrians or to otherwise encourage him to keep pace, smiling like sunlight the entire time. Her delighted laugh trails over her shoulder at his blustering. "Exactly as I said! Frey made me their demigod!" She slows her jog only enough to spin in place, her golden hair streaming out behind her in a visage of dancing golden light, illuminated both literally and metaphorically in a way that is distinctly new. Coming to a stop facing Talyson, people grumbling as they move around the two, Hotaru spares a moment - a brief one, because she's still on a mission - to beam at him.
"Surprise, right?" Winking, she snags his wrist again and pulls him the rest of the way to the base of the Needle, where she props her hands on her hips and surveys the crowd around them with a little too much mischievous intent.
I know you mean well, But I'm not a vessel for your good intent
My teeth will only cut your lips, my dear
My teeth will only cut your lips, my dear
