Nova
She wasn't fragile like a flower.
Caly's shimmering gilded fingers make her squeal with delight, running around Vesper to playfully avoid the Midas touch of her sister. She giggles, ducking (not that she needs to) behind his large frame, her own paint tinted hands smearing rainbows along his back. As if the childish competition isn't happening, she claps her hands. "Perfect! Then let's work on the grand finale."
Nova sneaks around her brother and any grounded furniture to keep a barrier between her and Caly. Eyes focused on the threat, she stumbles to pull the fake chest towards the middle of the room, grunting at the effort. "I'll work on the mechanism while you guys fill this with glitter." If only to keep her sister from lunging at her, Nova shoves the large bags of glitter in their direction, a bright smile on her face. Without a moment's consideration that they might not want to do that, she dips into the other room to fidget with the machinery of the contraption. Maybe it's her humming or deft fingers, but it actually takes her much shorter than expected, rigging a spring motion to trigger when the lip is opened by would-be-thieves. And with so much time left, she glances around before sneakily removing the jewelry supplies from a smaller bag. She and Calypso had agreed that she'd put them together in secret before the big reveal to Vesper. Trying to keep a secret from your telepathic demigod brother is near impossible, but Nova tries her best, humming loudly and letting instinct drive her actions more than thought as she quickly configures the opal accessories.
When she appears from the other room shortly after, a giant grin is spread across her face. Throwing Caly a wink, she holds her hands behind her back. "I have presents!" Really, it could be anything: a rotten fish, a blast of glitter, a bomb. She lets her mind run over possibilities if only to try and disguise the truth from Vespy, but luckily, she doesn't have to keep it up for long. With as much flare as she can muster, Nova presents her hands, striking a dramatic pose. "Ta-da!!" In one hand is a delicate gold chained bracelet interspersed with diamond stars and centered with a pristine opal. It's nearly identical to the one now on Nova's wrist, save the silver chain. Meanwhile, the other holds a ring of thick silver lined with black, adorned with a large opal marred only by a single black line. She offers them to her siblings, beaming with pride. "To keep us connected. Always. Not that you could ever get rid of me." The familial bond pulses strongly as she embraces the love she has for them.
Nova sneaks around her brother and any grounded furniture to keep a barrier between her and Caly. Eyes focused on the threat, she stumbles to pull the fake chest towards the middle of the room, grunting at the effort. "I'll work on the mechanism while you guys fill this with glitter." If only to keep her sister from lunging at her, Nova shoves the large bags of glitter in their direction, a bright smile on her face. Without a moment's consideration that they might not want to do that, she dips into the other room to fidget with the machinery of the contraption. Maybe it's her humming or deft fingers, but it actually takes her much shorter than expected, rigging a spring motion to trigger when the lip is opened by would-be-thieves. And with so much time left, she glances around before sneakily removing the jewelry supplies from a smaller bag. She and Calypso had agreed that she'd put them together in secret before the big reveal to Vesper. Trying to keep a secret from your telepathic demigod brother is near impossible, but Nova tries her best, humming loudly and letting instinct drive her actions more than thought as she quickly configures the opal accessories.
When she appears from the other room shortly after, a giant grin is spread across her face. Throwing Caly a wink, she holds her hands behind her back. "I have presents!" Really, it could be anything: a rotten fish, a blast of glitter, a bomb. She lets her mind run over possibilities if only to try and disguise the truth from Vespy, but luckily, she doesn't have to keep it up for long. With as much flare as she can muster, Nova presents her hands, striking a dramatic pose. "Ta-da!!" In one hand is a delicate gold chained bracelet interspersed with diamond stars and centered with a pristine opal. It's nearly identical to the one now on Nova's wrist, save the silver chain. Meanwhile, the other holds a ring of thick silver lined with black, adorned with a large opal marred only by a single black line. She offers them to her siblings, beaming with pride. "To keep us connected. Always. Not that you could ever get rid of me." The familial bond pulses strongly as she embraces the love she has for them.
She was fragile like a bomb.
