Aithne likes Remi, she decides. There is something charming about him without being disingenuous, and she appreciates that. At his declaration that he turns into a baby in the cold, the Ancient snorts. "I don't blame you," she says fervently. "Even before I turned Ancient, I hated the cold. Now it's just... set in stone." (Haha, get it?)
Remi glances out the window, and Aithne's gaze follows, lingering there for a beat as she considers. "The weather, partially," she admits. "But I'm also curious about this LongNight rager I've heard so much about." What kind of trouble can Aithne get into during LongNight? Only time will tell. She leans forward in her chair, eyes sparkling. "Is it true it's just one week-long party? Do people ever sleep?"
Remi glances out the window, and Aithne's gaze follows, lingering there for a beat as she considers. "The weather, partially," she admits. "But I'm also curious about this LongNight rager I've heard so much about." What kind of trouble can Aithne get into during LongNight? Only time will tell. She leans forward in her chair, eyes sparkling. "Is it true it's just one week-long party? Do people ever sleep?"
Aithne Murphy
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Aithne.
Feel free to use force/magic on Aithne.
