// down by the river i was drawn by your grace, into tempest of oblivion and to the lover's place
i was stuck in a puddle, full of tears and unwise, dark doings now i know, that we've paid unlike //
i was stuck in a puddle, full of tears and unwise, dark doings now i know, that we've paid unlike //
His grin at her pun is far more amusing than her pun had been, and she steps back to let him inspect the easel with a playful grin on her face. He drags over a canvas, setting it on the easel and Seraphina watches the structure of her creation hold the weight of the canvas with ease. Her arms have lifted from being sat on her hips to folding across her chest as she leans against her desk, eyes lifting to the Star at the offer.
“Oh, you absolutely should. I’d be offended if you didn’t.” She chimes to him, flashing him an easy grin and an elbow in his side as she walks past him to grab one of her other projects she’d been working on to bring over to her desk. She picks it up, hoisting another little bag of tools onto her shoulder, and sets the box on the desk beside the blueprints, settling in to work on it and perhaps watch Ronin begin to paint something.
“Oh, you absolutely should. I’d be offended if you didn’t.” She chimes to him, flashing him an easy grin and an elbow in his side as she walks past him to grab one of her other projects she’d been working on to bring over to her desk. She picks it up, hoisting another little bag of tools onto her shoulder, and sets the box on the desk beside the blueprints, settling in to work on it and perhaps watch Ronin begin to paint something.
Seraphina
