I salute you if you're much too much to handle
Popping a taffy into her mouth, Aithne simply shrugs noncommittally. "Mmph," she starts to say around her mouthful, and then sighs heavily at the inconvenience of having to chew. Once she swallows, she tried again. "Oh, the usual. Jumping through bonfires, throwing shoes, I think somebody tried to start a fight?" she rattles off, trying to remember if she'd seen anything remarkably chaotic. "I mean, it was my first time, so I dunno if it was better or worse than usual, but it was just a lot of random shit happening.".
Her dark gaze flits over the crowd. People have segregated into little pockets, and while she recognizes some, many are unknown to her. There's dancing, and fire, and food, along with more eclectic items available for purchase. When Aithne turns back to Melita, it's with a wicked glint in her eye. She lowers her voice and leans in conspiratorially. "How's that gift coming along?"
Her dark gaze flits over the crowd. People have segregated into little pockets, and while she recognizes some, many are unknown to her. There's dancing, and fire, and food, along with more eclectic items available for purchase. When Aithne turns back to Melita, it's with a wicked glint in her eye. She lowers her voice and leans in conspiratorially. "How's that gift coming along?"
Aithne
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Aithne.
Feel free to use force/magic on Aithne.
