I keep stars in my pockets
wear daisies in my hair
wear daisies in my hair
The galaxy velvet pattern is certainly the best out of the one's they've picked so far, and Nova knows it will go perfectly with the others. It's why her eyes immediately narrow at the suggestion that they might not get it, because no one tells the Marins no. Her lips even come out in a pout, her nose scrunching with annoyance, and her arms tightening around the prints piled high in her arms, ready for a fight.
She looks the man up and down, trying to decide if it'd be worth splattering blood on the fabrics just to prove a point. But then Caly is smooth talking the shopkeeper, and she has enough of a cunning mind to play the other angle.
Nova's face brightens as she rocks forward on her toes to address the man, all innocence and unrestrained confidence. "This one's ours, but maybe you can pick something else!" As if he has an option, she tilts her head with an endearing smile meant to disarm, glitter hiding the feline edge beneath. "After all, wouldn't it be better to use silk for the Silk Houses?" She giggles as she looks around, her hair bouncing around her starlit freckles.
"See! That one looks even more like a galaxy!" Her head tilts towards a nearby spool of dark purplish silk at the same moment her magic blankets over it. Now it shimmers just a little more, a hint of dark blues and pinks making it look like a nebula captured in threads.
Nova suggests the man pick something silk (duh) and uses some illusion magic to make a silk roll look more enticing.
She looks the man up and down, trying to decide if it'd be worth splattering blood on the fabrics just to prove a point. But then Caly is smooth talking the shopkeeper, and she has enough of a cunning mind to play the other angle.
Nova's face brightens as she rocks forward on her toes to address the man, all innocence and unrestrained confidence. "This one's ours, but maybe you can pick something else!" As if he has an option, she tilts her head with an endearing smile meant to disarm, glitter hiding the feline edge beneath. "After all, wouldn't it be better to use silk for the Silk Houses?" She giggles as she looks around, her hair bouncing around her starlit freckles.
"See! That one looks even more like a galaxy!" Her head tilts towards a nearby spool of dark purplish silk at the same moment her magic blankets over it. Now it shimmers just a little more, a hint of dark blues and pinks making it look like a nebula captured in threads.
Nova suggests the man pick something silk (duh) and uses some illusion magic to make a silk roll look more enticing.
Nova
but I tuck you tenderly in the folds of my heart
and take you everywhere
and take you everywhere
