Nova
Between antics, Nova is on the hunt for something fun to do, and the fluttering of colorful silk strung between buildings easily draws her attention. She skips between the buildings, the warm lamplight catching the vibrant yellow of her dress as it flaps around her legs. Her magic reaches up to brush against the cloth, watching as it flaps in the breeze, various shades and patterns catching her eyes as she lets out a giggle, spinning carelessly in the middle of the street.
The young woman doesn't realize what kind of neighborhood she enters, but she feels the shifts in gazes. Whereas most people look to her with a quiet amusement or open exasperation, there's a different, darker feeling that brushes against her skin, like smoke coating the starlight of her smile. It's not uncomfortable, but it certainly makes her curious, and her head spins around to take in the shadowed doorways, her green and blonde hair brushing her shoulders in the movement. A thought crosses her mind that maybe she should be 'cautious' as her mother recommended, but then music is catching her ears.
Nova lets out a small gasp, her quick feet carrying her to the doorway of a particularly lively bar and dance room. She grins, taking in the space like a girl seeing diamonds for the first time. Without a second thought, she's stepping into the space, her glittering blue eyes immediately looking to find a dance partner, her feet already shuffling to the beat of the music.
The young woman doesn't realize what kind of neighborhood she enters, but she feels the shifts in gazes. Whereas most people look to her with a quiet amusement or open exasperation, there's a different, darker feeling that brushes against her skin, like smoke coating the starlight of her smile. It's not uncomfortable, but it certainly makes her curious, and her head spins around to take in the shadowed doorways, her green and blonde hair brushing her shoulders in the movement. A thought crosses her mind that maybe she should be 'cautious' as her mother recommended, but then music is catching her ears.
Nova lets out a small gasp, her quick feet carrying her to the doorway of a particularly lively bar and dance room. She grins, taking in the space like a girl seeing diamonds for the first time. Without a second thought, she's stepping into the space, her glittering blue eyes immediately looking to find a dance partner, her feet already shuffling to the beat of the music.
There is a certain beauty in chaos,
magnificence in the uncontrollable.
magnificence in the uncontrollable.
