"Oh! Shade is good!" She isn't fazed by the stutter or the blush of embarrassment when she's looking more at the dark underside of the stairs than the woman inches in front of her. If it were up to her, Nova would have picked a prettier place with shade. Maybe a tree or gazebo somewhere?
Finally looking back to Calla, there's an intense interest in her eyes, shimmering bright with curiosity. "What were you working on? Anything fun?" And depending on the answer, can she join in?
Nova spins, admiring the frost drifting around her head. "Thanks! I like how it sparkles in the sunlight!" Her magic swirls a little faster, sweeping against her cheek and into the curls of her hair as she shows off the ice and illusion twisting in the wind. "We can share!" Leaning slightly closer, the magic expands, encompassing Calla in a gentle cocoon of refreshing air. "Do you have magic?"
Finally looking back to Calla, there's an intense interest in her eyes, shimmering bright with curiosity. "What were you working on? Anything fun?" And depending on the answer, can she join in?
Nova spins, admiring the frost drifting around her head. "Thanks! I like how it sparkles in the sunlight!" Her magic swirls a little faster, sweeping against her cheek and into the curls of her hair as she shows off the ice and illusion twisting in the wind. "We can share!" Leaning slightly closer, the magic expands, encompassing Calla in a gentle cocoon of refreshing air. "Do you have magic?"
Nova
Chaos is a prelude to creativity
