Amalia
the archangel
She cannot know the conflict that lurks behind Safrin's starlit eyes, nor the scolding she has endured at the side of Vi. To Amalia the goddess is flawless as ever, beauty of the heavens come together to create something she has been privileged enough to touch. Her smile is radiant as the goddess appears, a laugh bubbling up at the deflection, color bright upon her cheeks. "It's an honor to be able to do things for you," the Angel says ardently, pious sincerity in her alto voice. "Will you join me?"
She sets about pouring tea, setting a plate of delicacies for Safrin as Jyoti circles adoringly, her song a serenade to all who linger in the Celestine. And indeed, their little soiree is gaining attention: a pair of Sear Cats, rehabilitating after being caught in a storm, wind their way over to the goddess and the girl. Amalia extends a hand to press behind the first one's ears, smiling as she pets he creature, a breath of healing extended as well. Her eyes are bright when she looks back at Safrin, though some of the carefree delight has faded. "Safrin... I was hoping you might help me with something. A way to stop the Ascended from using their abilities, at least for a short time."
She sets about pouring tea, setting a plate of delicacies for Safrin as Jyoti circles adoringly, her song a serenade to all who linger in the Celestine. And indeed, their little soiree is gaining attention: a pair of Sear Cats, rehabilitating after being caught in a storm, wind their way over to the goddess and the girl. Amalia extends a hand to press behind the first one's ears, smiling as she pets he creature, a breath of healing extended as well. Her eyes are bright when she looks back at Safrin, though some of the carefree delight has faded. "Safrin... I was hoping you might help me with something. A way to stop the Ascended from using their abilities, at least for a short time."
you drew memories in my mind
i could never erase
you painted colors in my heart
i could never replace
