Stronger with every loss,
Her arrival is downplayed by Nova standards. She slips into the party without any puffs of glitter or trails of starlight, no chiming giggles or bouncing skips with fluttering fabrics. It's practically macabre the way she joins the Feast.
She couldn't forgo the fun clothes even with her dampened mood, and the tiny gems on her pale purple gown catch the low lighting when she moves. Her sleeves ruffle as she reaches for a drink and downs it, wondering if it might make her feel better or worse, but not really caring. Grabbing another, she walks towards the first people she recognizes.
Nova grins wide at Maea and Liam, her voice overly bright as she steps next to them. "Hi! It's good to see you both!" Looking to Liam, she adds with a more sincere smile, "I'm glad you're okay." Their battle in the desert had been a whirlwind, and she would have been very sad if he'd gotten hurt.
Nova brings the bell she made in [SE] going bell-istic.
She couldn't forgo the fun clothes even with her dampened mood, and the tiny gems on her pale purple gown catch the low lighting when she moves. Her sleeves ruffle as she reaches for a drink and downs it, wondering if it might make her feel better or worse, but not really caring. Grabbing another, she walks towards the first people she recognizes.
Nova grins wide at Maea and Liam, her voice overly bright as she steps next to them. "Hi! It's good to see you both!" Looking to Liam, she adds with a more sincere smile, "I'm glad you're okay." Their battle in the desert had been a whirlwind, and she would have been very sad if he'd gotten hurt.
Nova brings the bell she made in [SE] going bell-istic.
brighter with every win
Nova
