Nova
"Aaah. Okay." Nova nodded along like it all makes sense, a little more serious as she catalogued the information for future reference. There's a glittery file in her mind labeled 'magic' that she shoved it in then promptly ignored, much more interested in why Deimos can't make healing. Her feet skipped faster to keep track, seemingly ignorant and unbothered by the increased speed. "Why not?"
She was still gaping when he revealed his age, convinced that thirty-six was ancient, but before she could insult him with her incredulousness, he was asking about her favorite topic (next to glitter): her. Her head bobbed in confirmation. "Mhm! We were about... twenty-one? when we came down? That was last year." Their party had been awesome despite the obnoxious party pooper named Kaisel (i.e. public enemy number one).
But the question led to more of her own, curiosity bright in her eyes as she ignored the way her breathing started to pick up from the exertion. "Were you born here?"
She was still gaping when he revealed his age, convinced that thirty-six was ancient, but before she could insult him with her incredulousness, he was asking about her favorite topic (next to glitter): her. Her head bobbed in confirmation. "Mhm! We were about... twenty-one? when we came down? That was last year." Their party had been awesome despite the obnoxious party pooper named Kaisel (i.e. public enemy number one).
But the question led to more of her own, curiosity bright in her eyes as she ignored the way her breathing started to pick up from the exertion. "Were you born here?"
Life is nothing
without a little chaos to make it interesting
without a little chaos to make it interesting
