Maea
And I never know what to say
'Til I'm already walking away
"Are we really allowed to be here?" Trailing her gaze around the outline of official looking buildings, Maea clutched the strap of her shoulder bag in both hands while trying her best to ignore the many uniformed individuals that moved around them. A scent of dragon lingered over the exercise fields, reptile mixed with sulphur and something slightly charred, and mingled with that of seasalt and food. Noon was only an hour away, and somewhere within the sprawling complex, chefs worked hard to feed Stormbreak's finest.
Despite her own apprehension, Shii was having a grand time flitting about the field, and kept urging her to come look at this and check that out. It felt strange to be in this place without Liam. These cobbled pathways, those arched gates and tall windows would be familiar as a second home to the former dragoon. A half of his life had been spent here, and her stomach clenched at the reminder that their time together still measured in seasons, not years. There was still so much she didn't know...
But as delving into his past life wasn't why she'd wanted to come, the petite ancient turned back to Noe. "I appreciate this, you know. It's a bit of a strange request, right? But Dygra said it was necessary..." Slinging the bag over her head and offering it to the young woman, she would find the armored dress within lighter than the long skirts and velvet fabric suggested.
Despite her own apprehension, Shii was having a grand time flitting about the field, and kept urging her to come look at this and check that out. It felt strange to be in this place without Liam. These cobbled pathways, those arched gates and tall windows would be familiar as a second home to the former dragoon. A half of his life had been spent here, and her stomach clenched at the reminder that their time together still measured in seasons, not years. There was still so much she didn't know...
But as delving into his past life wasn't why she'd wanted to come, the petite ancient turned back to Noe. "I appreciate this, you know. It's a bit of a strange request, right? But Dygra said it was necessary..." Slinging the bag over her head and offering it to the young woman, she would find the armored dress within lighter than the long skirts and velvet fabric suggested.
Wanna punch you in the face
But I won't, but I might, but I won't
