Soleil
Soleil's delight is painted in the widening of amber eyes and the deepening of her smile, but she nevertheless feigns an exasperated roll of her eyes as she flicks an errant curl out of her eyes. "Well some people aren't magical - and also don't expect magical girls to pop up on volcanic beaches to save the day," she bemoans dramatically, though her eyes follow the illusory sparks like a hunting dog, transfixed the moment they appear.
Dropping her hand easily when Nova doesn't take it, Soleil lets it fall to Diana's head in absentminded magnetism, ruffling her large ears and ignoring the huff it earns her. "Likewise! Now, boring social niceties observed, let's blow some shit up huh?" Grin turning sharp, the wolfgirl shoves her free hand into her satchel to retrieve another handful of fireworks, waggling them at Nova. "I've been half-burying these next to the lava rock since I can't chip away at it easily." Diana grumbles loudly, prompting a laugh from the young woman. "Well, Diana has been digging the holes. Let's go find another patch to blow up!" Nudging Nova on her way past, Soleil jogs over to the scattered shards and indented sand where the last one had blown up to begin scouting a suitable replacement, musing aloud, "How far away can you cast your magic? Maybe we should lay on our stomachs to set this one off so we stay closer to it."
Dropping her hand easily when Nova doesn't take it, Soleil lets it fall to Diana's head in absentminded magnetism, ruffling her large ears and ignoring the huff it earns her. "Likewise! Now, boring social niceties observed, let's blow some shit up huh?" Grin turning sharp, the wolfgirl shoves her free hand into her satchel to retrieve another handful of fireworks, waggling them at Nova. "I've been half-burying these next to the lava rock since I can't chip away at it easily." Diana grumbles loudly, prompting a laugh from the young woman. "Well, Diana has been digging the holes. Let's go find another patch to blow up!" Nudging Nova on her way past, Soleil jogs over to the scattered shards and indented sand where the last one had blown up to begin scouting a suitable replacement, musing aloud, "How far away can you cast your magic? Maybe we should lay on our stomachs to set this one off so we stay closer to it."
sunkissed even in my darkest hours
