I suppose to them
it's a terrifying thought
it's a terrifying thought
She is perhaps not the expected archetype to arrive at a party such as this, but when Nephele’s feet find purchase in King’s End she is draped - as she is eternally - in Ludo’s Rags. A face normally found molded into an intense, focused expression is instead intrigued, a play of a smile on her mouth.
Remi and Ronin are spared a wave of her hand in greeting, elegant in action but stilted socially in how she does not seek them out. Instead, the Fae woman meanders down the length of tables to the arts and crafts section.
As enticing as the food is, Nephele would rather craft her lantern by more light than a firefly’s ass, so that idea has to be shelved. The dollies are not ignored in the least. She is sure Eriadne would have pretended to hate such a childish addition to her memorial lantern, but privately would have been amused. It will make a perfect, spookily floating addition when tied with a darkly humorous noose to the edge of the lantern’s brim. The presence of Sah andRay nearby doesn’t bother her, in fact she nods in silent but amiable greeting to them as they took away with their own creations.
Remi and Ronin are spared a wave of her hand in greeting, elegant in action but stilted socially in how she does not seek them out. Instead, the Fae woman meanders down the length of tables to the arts and crafts section.
As enticing as the food is, Nephele would rather craft her lantern by more light than a firefly’s ass, so that idea has to be shelved. The dollies are not ignored in the least. She is sure Eriadne would have pretended to hate such a childish addition to her memorial lantern, but privately would have been amused. It will make a perfect, spookily floating addition when tied with a darkly humorous noose to the edge of the lantern’s brim. The presence of Sah and
that red riding hood knew exactly what she was doing
when she let the wild in
when she let the wild in
