there's so much time for me to speak up, but i keep quiet
Flashing a grin beneath the mask, surrounded in the black of her lipstick, Caly only stops short the second her sister does. Glancing to Nova immediately in surprise before drifting to the man that blocks their path, she straightens with a bit of amusement to see Koa's outfit. Like a moth given life in the shape of a man (mixed with Ludo?) Caly can’t hide the hum of a laugh that leaves her, reaching up to block her laughter with a hand wreathed in gold jewelry.
She doesn’t recognize him, but it seems her sister does, which proves to help her relax a fraction further, nodding her agreement. “That’d be nice.” She hums in agreement, snickering again to hear him deny the fact of his identity. She squeezes Nova’s arm before releasing her sister finally. “Go on, sis. Have fun.” She hums, urging her sister to dance with the mothman. She’ll join in a minute, though, going so far as to walk toward Koa where they head to the dance floor, even if she won’t partake without a partner.
She doesn’t recognize him, but it seems her sister does, which proves to help her relax a fraction further, nodding her agreement. “That’d be nice.” She hums in agreement, snickering again to hear him deny the fact of his identity. She squeezes Nova’s arm before releasing her sister finally. “Go on, sis. Have fun.” She hums, urging her sister to dance with the mothman. She’ll join in a minute, though, going so far as to walk toward Koa where they head to the dance floor, even if she won’t partake without a partner.
Calypso
i'll complicate the mantra
