Maea
And I hope that you don't suffer
But take the pain
But take the pain
"I do, yes," Maea smiled, happy but not surprised to hear her young friend being mentioned by name. The girl was a hurricane and knew how to get around, not to mention unmistakable in her self-expression, as evidenced here. "Can't say it's the worst approach, to be honest. It wouldn't do to be boring at a masquerade." Not when Ludo was the one hosting the event.
With her fabric sorted out, and thread and fastenings added to the bag, she came around the shelves to see what Sohalia had found for herself. The silvery cloth complemented the woman's complexion very well, and the ancient nodded slowly to herself. "It suits you," she encouraged her, running a finger across the roll of fabric. "You could always choose a different color for the lining, and make it reversible. Gives you options as far as styling goes." Something she appreciated a lot about the robe Sah had made for her; there was no point in armor uf it wasn't worn, after all.
"Did you intend to make your costume right away?" she asked, once they'd made their purchase. Plucking with the swatches of cloth, she felt the inspiration like an ache in her hands, wishing she could get started on the project soonest. There was still the mask to acquire... but she thought she had an idea for that part.
With her fabric sorted out, and thread and fastenings added to the bag, she came around the shelves to see what Sohalia had found for herself. The silvery cloth complemented the woman's complexion very well, and the ancient nodded slowly to herself. "It suits you," she encouraged her, running a finger across the roll of fabric. "You could always choose a different color for the lining, and make it reversible. Gives you options as far as styling goes." Something she appreciated a lot about the robe Sah had made for her; there was no point in armor uf it wasn't worn, after all.
"Did you intend to make your costume right away?" she asked, once they'd made their purchase. Plucking with the swatches of cloth, she felt the inspiration like an ache in her hands, wishing she could get started on the project soonest. There was still the mask to acquire... but she thought she had an idea for that part.
Hope if everybody runs
You choose to stay
You choose to stay
