Tryin' to stay between the lines of who I am and who I used to be
The soft, almost pleasant crunch of snow underfoot alerts her to another's approach before the voice lands. Unfortunately, even so, none of it could have prepared her for it being Sunjata who's here. Of all people, the wild thought begs of the universe, something like a middle finger lifted up between the words. Surprise darts across her face faster than she can catch it as she turns to see him, his greeting a nice attempt to soothe what immediately spikes. "Sunjata," she exclaims, the name carrying the remnants of shock she's yanked back from her expression.
"I didn't expect to see you soon, either." Not here, not now, at least. She had hoped to get some liquor in her hands first, maybe rehearse some things a time or two, certainly not be caught with her pants down like this. "Well, I mean, I came here to see you," despite the obvious preparations for prayer. "Just, well," her hand tips the words away into nothing as she finishes with a flourish of her wrist and an exhale that attempts to regather her breath into something more useful than whatever all of that just was. "Hi."
"I didn't expect to see you soon, either." Not here, not now, at least. She had hoped to get some liquor in her hands first, maybe rehearse some things a time or two, certainly not be caught with her pants down like this. "Well, I mean, I came here to see you," despite the obvious preparations for prayer. "Just, well," her hand tips the words away into nothing as she finishes with a flourish of her wrist and an exhale that attempts to regather her breath into something more useful than whatever all of that just was. "Hi."
Colt
I been livin', I been losin', findin' out that I can't run from me
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.
