[se] burn down your trappings
Melita Najya
the Honeybee


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#1
there's always a glimmer in those
She moved without patterns of thought, a restless impulse and indiscretion along the banks of the Stonesong, a song maneuvering past her lips, but not tuned properly – Fangorn rolling behind, distracted by an assortment of movement amongst the brush. Melita, for her part, swung her basket back and forth, weapons on her back bounding in the same accord. “We need to capture the sun,” she hummed under her breath, mostly to the vampire gourd, her eyes searching for anything gilded, golden, reflections of a warm earth, of a sky lingering in wonder, of a world maybe not so scorned, not so rattled, not so impacted by the harsh denizens. Lingering along the stones of the river, she was half-tempted by the scales of the goldfish sparkling and sizzling beneath the surface – except they wouldn’t make it to the celebration, dead upon arrival. Locks flocking, a sigh drumming from her chest, she eyed her companion off to the side. “What do you think?” Not truly expecting a response beyond a rumble, a growl, or a hiss, she meandered away from the rocks and pebbles, still searching for something depicting that reformation of light.
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MELITA
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#2
there's no time to be bored in a world such as this
"Melita!"

Your voice rings brightly over the river, as clear and exuberant as the shore itself. Enthusiastically you wave toward your friend, your mess of curls accented by mushrooms and a new spattering of freckles coating your cheeks following your latest sunburn.

Barefoot and nimble you bound across the stony bank, leaping up onto a boulder like some wild animal might. You are a bit wild today, in truth: your skin is dirty, your tunic torn, and there's an enthused abandon in your warm brown eyes. "What're you doin'?"
Melita Najya
the Honeybee


Age: 26 | Height: 5'6" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline
Level: 10 - Strg: 57 - Dext: 58 - Endr: 58 - Luck: 57 - Int: 1
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#3
there's always a glimmer in those
Her movements were swift certainties, the way predators might’ve been on stalking paths – despite the initial surprise at her name ricocheting and bounding over shorelines. A dart of her head indicated her bewilderment, but then naught more, the chaotic balance and embrace of potential, torrential outpourings evaporating to an incandescent smile towards Kai’s advance. “Hello!” She called in return, a wave extended and brandished, and waited, watching him leap along the bank, waiting for him to catch them along the wandering, running rivulet.

She tilted her head in quick perusals and studies; mushrooms in curls (where she likely had some leaves caught in hers), a matching of wilderness and the unknown. Fangorn hissed a salutation from his place amongst rocks and scattered stones, while the girl spoke, alive, enervated, and ignited. “Trying to find something to ‘capture the sun’. What are you doing?” An echo in place, reverberating on the edges of impish smiles.
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MELITA
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#4
there's no time to be bored in a world such as this
You squat down nimbly upon your boulder, knees splayed wide and elbows akimbo. Capturing the sun is one of your favorite parts of the Fae's festival, and you're enthused to be (inadvertently as it may be) part of it. "Oh! D'ya have a basket?" You have made a basket, though it isn't with you now. "What're you gonna catch?"

As for what you're doing? "I'm lookin' for a present for my sister." Your plan here is very vague: you figure you'll find something appropriate by looking, and so why worry any more than that?
Melita Najya
the Honeybee


Age: 26 | Height: 5'6" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline
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#5
there's always a glimmer in those
“I do!” And here she raised her basket, lofty and proud, despite its meager construction. Nested and nettled with sticks, with long fronds, with haphazard display, perhaps lucky it remained whole at all. She wrinkled her nose at the next inquiry though, because she wasn’t certain, wasn’t sure. “I thought about snagging some of the goldfish,” and her stare followed the lines of gilded, plentiful scales, the way they dashed beneath the sun, sparkled and gleamed. “But it wouldn’t be fair to them.” A shrug following suit, not intending to maul or murder in her quest to regard the festival. “Maybe some stones.” If she could find something yellow, that might do the trick, gaze flickering down to the pebbles beneath her feet. There were a few sparkling ones another could consider gilded enough to do the trick, and she leaned down, plucking them from the rest of their brethren, and placing them in her basket.

Eyes went back up to him, a semblance of a smile back upon her mouth. “Oh! What does she like? I could help!”
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