HOTARU
Like it always has, Rexanna's laughter sparks her own to bubble up like springwater in her throat, delighting in the memory of their years together in the Basin, often huddled up morosely to preserve warmth. Or even better, soaking in the hot springs and nearly shriveling up with their reluctance to get back out. Oh Gods, there better be hot springs here, or at least a way to get warm or running water. Hotaru had been through so many realms of varying technological advancement, and had certainly become spoiled by the creativity of humanity.When Rexanna reaches for her Hotaru merely observes her curiously, wholly trusting in the woman. She looks down as hands grasp her dress, and gasps in surprise as the material changes in response to some sort of magic the woman wields. It's much thicker and warmer within an instant, and Hotaru delights in the display. "That was wonderful, thank you darling," she croons, shifting her hips about to watch the new material sway in the wake of her movements.
Come home with me.
Hotaru looks up slowly, both of them thinking of the same time, the same night, in a different world. Her own recalcitrance that day, the strained but unbroken remains of their friendship stretched taut between them. Thranduil at her side, her own belly swollen with life that sapped at her own. Even then, with so much more to lose and her own home calling her name, the Valkyrie had followed Rexanna home. Here, with nothing to her name and nobody to present but herself, there was nothing to hold her back. Dual-painted eyes soften, and she smiles. "Okay. Take me to your home, Rex. Where you go I will follow." A parallel to their old relationship, but perhaps it was time for Rexanna to take the lead here in this new world. Hotaru would trust nobody else to lead her through this strange environment, to allow the Valkyrie to give up control.
Fine golden brows rise and a mischievous grin plays coyly on her lips. "Oh a fiance you say? I can't wait to meet him," and electric playfulness dances in her eyes, the wrinkles of her smile, because Hotaru had always been the one Rexanna came to about her love woes and it wasn't going to end now. In a moment she steps forward back into her sister's space, linking their hands together one more time and smiling up at her calmly. "Then lead on, and you can start to fill me in as we travel."
it's our nature, we destroy
it's the constant of our kind
no matter the color of blood, man will always fall
