Evie
It's a small rebellion to free themselves early from political shackles in favor of focusing on their own endeavors, but it still feels exciting any time they do. Armed with instructions and a meeting location, Evie heads out into the streets of the Citadel to hunt down food amidst the bustling dinner rush. Considering the crowds with a shrewd eye, Evie fondly decides that this was precisely why Deimos had volunteered her for this excursion. Undaunted, the Evergreen slips into the throng of bodies, intent on edibles.
Arms laden with spoils upon her return, Evie breezes past the few straggling soldiers to find her way to Deimos at the far end of the training grounds, accompanied only by the weapons he'd chosen. Setting the food down where she can while listening intently, Evie can't help but immediately perk up at the idea of a game. He had taken an already mischievous spirit and made it all the more so, and she loves him for it, even when it gets them both into ridiculous situations. Turning with a grin, Evie begins to put up her hair in preparation, clearly eager. "What weapons? And I am always ready for a game."
Arms laden with spoils upon her return, Evie breezes past the few straggling soldiers to find her way to Deimos at the far end of the training grounds, accompanied only by the weapons he'd chosen. Setting the food down where she can while listening intently, Evie can't help but immediately perk up at the idea of a game. He had taken an already mischievous spirit and made it all the more so, and she loves him for it, even when it gets them both into ridiculous situations. Turning with a grin, Evie begins to put up her hair in preparation, clearly eager. "What weapons? And I am always ready for a game."
a golden cage, for all its worth and beauty
is still just a cage
is still just a cage
