you see through my bad, you know i have my moods
She doesn’t come here often, though it must be for a good reason that Gideon summons her and the others. She arrives shortly after Finn, settling in nearby the Spyglass, gaze darting from the water up toward the Priest with. Soft smile of greeting on her face. She isn’t afraid of heights nor the fall, quite comforted in her ability to not go over, quite confident that Gideon certainly wouldn’t let her.
Finn is another story, however, and Sera keeps herself with her back to the edge of the cliffs, if only to perhaps give Finn a bit of breathing room away from thinking he’ll slip and fall into the churning depths. To this, she says nothing, but gives all of her attention to Gideon, gloved hands tucked into the warm fur lined coat she wears. “I’m still in.” She murmurs softly, flashing a bright pale smile, one that edges a bit softer as she glanced toward Finn. “That gives me time to make a bag with what we might need. I imagine you have some things in mind that may be beneficial to bring?” The question is aired, an offering for Finn and her to meet later where there isn’t danger to go over what to bring to block any sort of traps.
Finn is another story, however, and Sera keeps herself with her back to the edge of the cliffs, if only to perhaps give Finn a bit of breathing room away from thinking he’ll slip and fall into the churning depths. To this, she says nothing, but gives all of her attention to Gideon, gloved hands tucked into the warm fur lined coat she wears. “I’m still in.” She murmurs softly, flashing a bright pale smile, one that edges a bit softer as she glanced toward Finn. “That gives me time to make a bag with what we might need. I imagine you have some things in mind that may be beneficial to bring?” The question is aired, an offering for Finn and her to meet later where there isn’t danger to go over what to bring to block any sort of traps.
when i'm super low, you pull me higher
Seraphina
