COLT
If it rains it pours so go pour one strong
When it comes to this life, we only get one
When it comes to this life, we only get one
"Chisweeper?" The words is said like she's practicing the sounds carefully, her mouth not quite sure what sounds its making, much less their meaning. Nova says it casually, as if it's known, and she is baffled in response. A creation, Nova shortly fills in, though what remains unclear for now. A little smile does wrinkle the corner of her mouth though as Nova complains about matching shirts and banners, but what she latches onto the most is the lack of Vesper's name among all the boring things. "I'm sure Vesper would wear the matching shirt," she offers. A casual, "have you talked to him?" laid out plainly after.
Admittedly an honest laugh does rise at the name Nova proudly announces. "That is a spectacular name." Which, wouldn't you know it, she's also in the market for coffee usually too. Might not fix all her problems the way the bars do, usually starts them actually (being it's taken at the beginning of the day), but she's open to tasting it. "Where at, here in town?" Meaning New Haven, the other good option being closer to the port.
Peanut jarrs to a sudden stop, even starting to scramble back, as memory mud breaks from around the ice ahead and begins to crawl towards the horse's front legs. Ground is not supposed to move, is the clear and loud dragon-like snort he blasts out from his flared nose. Colt offers steadying words, throwing out a summon to Nova in-between. "Some got loose!"
Admittedly an honest laugh does rise at the name Nova proudly announces. "That is a spectacular name." Which, wouldn't you know it, she's also in the market for coffee usually too. Might not fix all her problems the way the bars do, usually starts them actually (being it's taken at the beginning of the day), but she's open to tasting it. "Where at, here in town?" Meaning New Haven, the other good option being closer to the port.
Peanut jarrs to a sudden stop, even starting to scramble back, as memory mud breaks from around the ice ahead and begins to crawl towards the horse's front legs. Ground is not supposed to move, is the clear and loud dragon-like snort he blasts out from his flared nose. Colt offers steadying words, throwing out a summon to Nova in-between. "Some got loose!"
So I'm dead set on living while I'm still alive
Dead set on living til the day I die
Dead set on living til the day I die
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
