Nova
We are beautiful things, wild things,
With a bright grin, she gave a playful bow, soaking in the applause. "Thank you. Thank you. I can hear all day." She let out a giggle, especially as Maea seemed to agree with her unspoken feelings on being watched/listened? to. Just to be safe, she stuck her tongue out to blow a raspberry in the air. Take that, Vox.
And with that unpleasant business done, she was happy to continue the game on a lighter note, one with more color variation. She spun, hair flaring out around her head like a golden halo. "Okay!" Nova then proceeded to make very poorly written poems and random rhymes about their surroundings, somehow always bringing it back to colors and rainbows. They walked for a time with no flowers in sight. She didn't mind though, skipping pleasantly between the steaming pools of water without a care in the world.
[FIN]
And with that unpleasant business done, she was happy to continue the game on a lighter note, one with more color variation. She spun, hair flaring out around her head like a golden halo. "Okay!" Nova then proceeded to make very poorly written poems and random rhymes about their surroundings, somehow always bringing it back to colors and rainbows. They walked for a time with no flowers in sight. She didn't mind though, skipping pleasantly between the steaming pools of water without a care in the world.
[FIN]
searching for the brilliance within us.
