Maeve
The last time Maeve came to Halo, she didn't do much exploring, having spent majority of her time locked away with Hotaru. Not that she was complaining about that one bit. It's actually where she is about to head, but she thought she might take a look around the city first to see if she could find anything else to bring her new lover besides the tea blend she made just for her. Dressed more appropriately for the cold this time, Maeve wanders the small market place, her bag slung over her shoulder as she meanders from stall to stall. There are a surprising amount of people out, but she's not sure it's all that uncommon here. Can't really avoid the cold if you life here and they're all accustom to the freezing temperatures unlike the Madame.
Her breaths fog the air before her, cheeks a rosy pink as she draws the coat Hotaru gave her more tightly around her frame in an attempt to keep out the chill. She pauses at one of the stalls, reaching out with gloved fingers to pick up a trinket, turning it over in her hand carefully.
Her breaths fog the air before her, cheeks a rosy pink as she draws the coat Hotaru gave her more tightly around her frame in an attempt to keep out the chill. She pauses at one of the stalls, reaching out with gloved fingers to pick up a trinket, turning it over in her hand carefully.
'Cause it's too cold for you here and now
so let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater
so let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater
