COLT
The Archon would never cease to surprise her, it would seem. What she took for a mild curiosity to pass the time, he was transforming into the seed of a new project. Not even just an idea for her to chew on, but work he was freely offering, an exchange of valuable regional assets even. She had to pause for a moment from her plucking, wonder and a dose of suspicion gathering in her eyes as she watched him for a beat, silent in her assessment. She was not accustomed to receiving help, least of all for...nothing? She couldn't let him do something so grand for nothing. Ribs wouldn't be enough this time, not even a herd of cattle would.
Time would tell though. Sometimes men were all talk. He didn't strike her as the sort to bluster, but people could surprise you in the worst ways sometimes. She hoped he was a better man than that, because there's little worse than the removal of hope, and even crueler yet to rouse it when it wasn't there to start with. "That would mean a lot," she said softly, unable to muster anything else for the time being. Much like her toe-loop, this too would have to wait for the future. Maybe by then she'd know how to repay him properly.
She returns her haul to the cart and the ox, a shower of blue as Sunjata mulls over the last bit of her problem. She wipes her 'brow with the back of her hand, pausing for a breath to readjust her hat and hair which had begun to spill with the work of the day. "Hmm, I've heard that works for birds, but the band stallions are willing to face off with threats if they think it'll garner favor with the mares. I'm not sure it wouldn't scare everyone else around either...silly creatures." She shook her head and headed back to the grassy knolls, the blue flowers no match for the tool in hand. "Appreciate the thought, but I'll just keep playing whack-a-mole with fence repairs. Gotta keep up my figure some how, especially with all the ribs you keep sending my way." she grinned, flicking a dirt clod at each of them as she pulled it free of her most recent root ball, a high risk for Thorn's ire she knew.
Gathers ALL the blue flowers that ever existed
Time would tell though. Sometimes men were all talk. He didn't strike her as the sort to bluster, but people could surprise you in the worst ways sometimes. She hoped he was a better man than that, because there's little worse than the removal of hope, and even crueler yet to rouse it when it wasn't there to start with. "That would mean a lot," she said softly, unable to muster anything else for the time being. Much like her toe-loop, this too would have to wait for the future. Maybe by then she'd know how to repay him properly.
She returns her haul to the cart and the ox, a shower of blue as Sunjata mulls over the last bit of her problem. She wipes her 'brow with the back of her hand, pausing for a breath to readjust her hat and hair which had begun to spill with the work of the day. "Hmm, I've heard that works for birds, but the band stallions are willing to face off with threats if they think it'll garner favor with the mares. I'm not sure it wouldn't scare everyone else around either...silly creatures." She shook her head and headed back to the grassy knolls, the blue flowers no match for the tool in hand. "Appreciate the thought, but I'll just keep playing whack-a-mole with fence repairs. Gotta keep up my figure some how, especially with all the ribs you keep sending my way." she grinned, flicking a dirt clod at each of them as she pulled it free of her most recent root ball, a high risk for Thorn's ire she knew.
Gathers ALL the blue flowers that ever existed
Go and fix your makeup girl, it's just a breakup
Run and hide your crazy and start actin' like a lady
Gotta keep it together, even when you fall apart
Run and hide your crazy and start actin' like a lady
Gotta keep it together, even when you fall apart
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
