you must burn brighter than ever
Tracking the old man with her narrowed gaze, she couldn’t help but hide a slight grin. Astaroth’s advance had her further amused. “Why thank you, young’in,” she countered with the same quaky voice, watching as the actual elderly individual seemed to be all turned around and confused; another person walking up to him, perhaps offering assistance or advice.
Dropping her vocals to her own, and a whisper as well, she grinned again, hand wrapping around the staff, looking as though she was leaning into it rather than simply laughing with the Ancient. “Anything you want to try?” She didn’t want to be the only impersonator or portion of amusement. There were hordes of others to bother, men, women, and children milling about, heads and minds elsewhere – should he want to try a different mask for the moment.
Dropping her vocals to her own, and a whisper as well, she grinned again, hand wrapping around the staff, looking as though she was leaning into it rather than simply laughing with the Ancient. “Anything you want to try?” She didn’t want to be the only impersonator or portion of amusement. There were hordes of others to bother, men, women, and children milling about, heads and minds elsewhere – should he want to try a different mask for the moment.
Melita
