Nova
She wasn't fragile like a flower.
Looking to her sister, she tugs her a little closer, sharing in the mischievous grins. "Then we'll save the grand finale for the end! That way we can finish in style." She flashes her siblings a knowing wink as she weaves them through the crowds, leading like a whirlwind as her rainbow striped skirt flutters around her legs. Most people shift out of the way when they approach, but Nova doesn't give it a second thought, not caring if it's in fear of the chaos brewing or to get a better view of their striking appearances. Whatever the reason, it makes it easier to skip through.
Whether she hears Vesper or not, Nova doesn't let it diminish the bubbling anticipation as she runs through the plans in her mind. But, knowing her brother like her own shadow, she can practically sense the lack of enthusiasm. "Perk up, Vespy! We've got work to do!" As evidenced by their home appearing ahead and the large amount of bags filled with the makings of some very creative booby traps.
Whether she hears Vesper or not, Nova doesn't let it diminish the bubbling anticipation as she runs through the plans in her mind. But, knowing her brother like her own shadow, she can practically sense the lack of enthusiasm. "Perk up, Vespy! We've got work to do!" As evidenced by their home appearing ahead and the large amount of bags filled with the makings of some very creative booby traps.
She was fragile like a bomb.
