// Live fast, die young, //
When she hears that her and Vesper are paired, her face lights up, an excited gasp turning to a near squeal. "Vespy! Did you hear that?! We're together!" She grabs at Caly's arm as if her sister might not have been listening then snags her brother's hand to lead the way towards the ring. Her tassels flare and clink against each other as she spins to give Jack a final wave, certain that she'll be coming back victorious.
It's hard to tell if she's bouncing, skipping, or floating as they make their way forward, but there's no doubt that she's sparkling, and that's all that really matters, isn't it?
Nova squeezes Vespy's hand as they move to get ready, someone spouting some words about how it all works - not that she's listening. After all, how hard can it be? Stay on his back and look good doing it. See? Simple.
Winking a glitter covered eye at her brother before he shifts, Nova's only thoughts to him are Make me look good. 'Kay? Then she's fixing her hat and dusting off some dirt that had gotten on her pink vest, waiting for him to get ready. When she turns around and spots the horse that's unmistakably her brother, she jumps up to pet his head, a bright grin on her face. "Vespy! You're such a pretty horse! We'll make a dashing pair." And without any more preamble, she hops on his back (using the fence) and fixes one last strand of hair. Her fingers work around the straps on the pommel and she straightens to wave at the crowd, a pleasant hum of magic coursing through her. "Ready!"
It's hard to tell if she's bouncing, skipping, or floating as they make their way forward, but there's no doubt that she's sparkling, and that's all that really matters, isn't it?
Nova squeezes Vespy's hand as they move to get ready, someone spouting some words about how it all works - not that she's listening. After all, how hard can it be? Stay on his back and look good doing it. See? Simple.
Winking a glitter covered eye at her brother before he shifts, Nova's only thoughts to him are Make me look good. 'Kay? Then she's fixing her hat and dusting off some dirt that had gotten on her pink vest, waiting for him to get ready. When she turns around and spots the horse that's unmistakably her brother, she jumps up to pet his head, a bright grin on her face. "Vespy! You're such a pretty horse! We'll make a dashing pair." And without any more preamble, she hops on his back (using the fence) and fixes one last strand of hair. Her fingers work around the straps on the pommel and she straightens to wave at the crowd, a pleasant hum of magic coursing through her. "Ready!"
Nova
// leave a good looking corpse //
