Maeve
Maeve's eyes widened as she took a sip of her drink, listening closely to what the starchild had to say of her visit with her mother, feeling the excitement rolling off of her in waves. "You have your own portals now? Well, aren't you just moving up in the world! That's wonderful. No more having to ask dad for a ride." The Madame teased, giving her a playful wink as she toed off her shoes, flexing her toes with a sigh as she lounged in the grass and wildflowers that grew around them. She never underestimated Seren. Not for a single moment. She was probably one of the few who acknowledged the girl's full potential. Who so easily told her to chase everything her heart desired.
This news didn't come as a surprise to her and Maeve was eager to see what the girl might get up to in the coming seasons. "Prove yourself, hm? I suppose you'll just have to find some trouble then or make it yourself." Maeve laughed softly, taking another sip from her drink before drawing quiet at the question, considering her own meeting with Seren's mother. It had gone well. As well as it could have gone. There was potential for their conversation to lead to something bigger, but all Maeve could do was wait.
"She liked the perfume, I think." The Madame began, eyes distant as she recalled the conversation, "We talked a lot... I told her that I was worried about Sunjata and Torchline." She was sure to keep her voice down, not wanting anyone to overhear what she had to say, knowing how quickly gossip like this spread, how harmful it could be. "He and I had a... disagreement after he got back. I'm worried about him and told him as much. He didn't take it well. He's in a bad way, Seren." There was a sadness to her voice, concern clear on her features as she met the starchild's gaze, taking a breath to continue. "I told her my concerns. How I was worried that Nate might be swaying him further away, how paranoid he's become, how his personal life is bleeding into the work he should be doing for Torchline. She said she would talk to him, but also asked me who I thought would be a good fit if he were to step down."
At this she drew her bottom lip between her teeth, brows knitting together as her fingers ran absentmindedly across her glass, "I told her that I wasn't sure, but that I wanted to help. That seemed to make her happy... I'm not sure if anything will come of it, but I think she's going to make him have Nate step down." It made sense to her that Safrin would make that happen. She had been right in her concerns, pointing out how the Voice could use this to take control, how much damage she could cause. The very thought made her stomach turn violently, "We talked about the Voice too. How dangerous it was to have Nate in a position of power because that essentially meant the Voice was in power too. I didn't realize how dangerous she was. How dangerous all of it was."
Maeve grew quiet for a moment, teeth worrying her bottom lip as she found herself lost in thought, still unsure of what it all meant. A minute or so passed before she blinked, focusing back on her friend with a small smile, "She made me something... So I can get to someone who needs me in seconds. All they have to do is hold it and think of me. Then I'll be there. It's a pair, though. I'm not sure who I'm going to give the other one to."
This news didn't come as a surprise to her and Maeve was eager to see what the girl might get up to in the coming seasons. "Prove yourself, hm? I suppose you'll just have to find some trouble then or make it yourself." Maeve laughed softly, taking another sip from her drink before drawing quiet at the question, considering her own meeting with Seren's mother. It had gone well. As well as it could have gone. There was potential for their conversation to lead to something bigger, but all Maeve could do was wait.
"She liked the perfume, I think." The Madame began, eyes distant as she recalled the conversation, "We talked a lot... I told her that I was worried about Sunjata and Torchline." She was sure to keep her voice down, not wanting anyone to overhear what she had to say, knowing how quickly gossip like this spread, how harmful it could be. "He and I had a... disagreement after he got back. I'm worried about him and told him as much. He didn't take it well. He's in a bad way, Seren." There was a sadness to her voice, concern clear on her features as she met the starchild's gaze, taking a breath to continue. "I told her my concerns. How I was worried that Nate might be swaying him further away, how paranoid he's become, how his personal life is bleeding into the work he should be doing for Torchline. She said she would talk to him, but also asked me who I thought would be a good fit if he were to step down."
At this she drew her bottom lip between her teeth, brows knitting together as her fingers ran absentmindedly across her glass, "I told her that I wasn't sure, but that I wanted to help. That seemed to make her happy... I'm not sure if anything will come of it, but I think she's going to make him have Nate step down." It made sense to her that Safrin would make that happen. She had been right in her concerns, pointing out how the Voice could use this to take control, how much damage she could cause. The very thought made her stomach turn violently, "We talked about the Voice too. How dangerous it was to have Nate in a position of power because that essentially meant the Voice was in power too. I didn't realize how dangerous she was. How dangerous all of it was."
Maeve grew quiet for a moment, teeth worrying her bottom lip as she found herself lost in thought, still unsure of what it all meant. A minute or so passed before she blinked, focusing back on her friend with a small smile, "She made me something... So I can get to someone who needs me in seconds. All they have to do is hold it and think of me. Then I'll be there. It's a pair, though. I'm not sure who I'm going to give the other one to."
And I was catching my breath
Staring out an open window
catching my death
Staring out an open window
catching my death
