Maeve
Aidon took to the air, circling above her and occasionally calling out to Umbra, the two doing a great job of keeping their eyes peeled for their bonded. With great care, Maeve picked her way through the brush, scanning for the delicate petals and sweet nectar of the Gilded Lily they were meant to find. She paused every now and again, bending to collect samples of various plant life, tucking them carefully into her bag. Every few minutes she would check in with Aidon who would in turn check in with Umbra, confirming that Seren was doing alright herself.
It was maybe thirty minutes before Seren's voice rang out through the oasis they found themselves in, carried on the breeze to the Madame. She faltered with her blade, cutting a sprig from a plant, placing it into a bit of cloth as she straightened up. "I'm coming!" Maeve called out, hurrying towards the other woman and only slowing when the cloyingly sweet nectar of the Gilded Lily reached her nose, causing her to draw a scarf from her bag to cover her mouth and nose with in a makeshift mask.
"Seren, cover your mouth and nose. The pollen getting into either can start the effects. Do you have gloves?" She asked, circling the plant at a wide berth, coming to rest at her side finally, kneeling down to examine the flower from a distance.
It was maybe thirty minutes before Seren's voice rang out through the oasis they found themselves in, carried on the breeze to the Madame. She faltered with her blade, cutting a sprig from a plant, placing it into a bit of cloth as she straightened up. "I'm coming!" Maeve called out, hurrying towards the other woman and only slowing when the cloyingly sweet nectar of the Gilded Lily reached her nose, causing her to draw a scarf from her bag to cover her mouth and nose with in a makeshift mask.
"Seren, cover your mouth and nose. The pollen getting into either can start the effects. Do you have gloves?" She asked, circling the plant at a wide berth, coming to rest at her side finally, kneeling down to examine the flower from a distance.
No one wants you when you have no heart
and I’m sitting pretty in my brand new scars
and I’m sitting pretty in my brand new scars
