just you and me, dancing in a daydream; just you and me, lost in the clouds
An illusory design took shape in the space between them. Soh peered at it with interest and excitement, particularly as Nova took a bit in here and let a bit out there, shifted this color just a hair and that pattern just a smidge. In the end, the Luminary was looking at a perfect replica of the vest that she would one day wear as armor - and she grinned at her friend, bouncing up and down a little as she itched to get going on actually making the garment. ”That’s perfect,” she said, reaching out to loop at arm around Nova’s shoulders and squeeze her in a half-hug.
Then it was time to actually put the garment together, and Soh led the way to a workroom she’d reserved and filled with all the sewing paraphernalia they would need - or, at least, what she hoped they would need. She, after all, was no seamstress. ”I hope I got everything,” she said, making her way to a long work table and setting out her fabric. ”I might have to go find some buttons - but everything else should be all set.”
Then it was time to actually put the garment together, and Soh led the way to a workroom she’d reserved and filled with all the sewing paraphernalia they would need - or, at least, what she hoped they would need. She, after all, was no seamstress. ”I hope I got everything,” she said, making her way to a long work table and setting out her fabric. ”I might have to go find some buttons - but everything else should be all set.”
Sohalia
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
