there's so much time for me to speak up, but i keep quiet
Caly snorts softly to Nova as she arrives stealthily. And she leans in to Vesper a bit briefly before Jack’s inviting them over, taking little time to make her way over alongside her siblings to the stall, slipping into the back of it as Jack ushers them to the hatchway.
She’s silent all the while, keeping her storm buried underneath her usual sunny swanning smiles – knowing that Vesper knows the truth but not knowing that her father does, the young Attuned watches as Jack sparks motes of flame to light the lanterns as they walk, quietly awed. “Cool.” She breathes softly, until they reach the space where their work would begin.
“On it.” She murmurs, snagging the broom because she’s fairly confident her sister would have loads more fun taking the boxes of supplies as opposed to sweeping and dusting. So she pushes up her sleeves and quietly gets to work, muted and stormy and pretending valiantly to not be.
Caly picks sweeping and dusting!
She’s silent all the while, keeping her storm buried underneath her usual sunny swanning smiles – knowing that Vesper knows the truth but not knowing that her father does, the young Attuned watches as Jack sparks motes of flame to light the lanterns as they walk, quietly awed. “Cool.” She breathes softly, until they reach the space where their work would begin.
“On it.” She murmurs, snagging the broom because she’s fairly confident her sister would have loads more fun taking the boxes of supplies as opposed to sweeping and dusting. So she pushes up her sleeves and quietly gets to work, muted and stormy and pretending valiantly to not be.
Caly picks sweeping and dusting!
Calypso
i'll complicate the mantra
