Seraphina
the artificer
it's cold, it's dark, it's deep and it's wet
and you ain't gonna make it if you don't let someone in
and you ain't gonna make it if you don't let someone in
Sera relishes a fair amount in the surprise that casts itself across Maeve’s face. And she continues to work, divying up the rooms into something that might resemble a modern day hotel in some aspects, when Maeve’s comments reach her. Her head tilts and she offers an apologetic smile to the Madame. “Yes, if it’s residing in Torchline it won’t last long being quite so tall. But…” She pauses, drawing a line between the building in the center and adjusting the model to make it lower, around two stories which should follow the rest of Torchline’s design, while breaking it up into two separate buildings with walkways connecting them.
“Something like this could work? Living quarters and the working area, as you said?” She muses, pausing as the pencil taps against her lips and the food arrives, warm and hot and she abandons the project of the blueprints for the moment to dive into her meal. She needs it after everything that’s gone on prior to this. “Walkways could connect them, or you could keep them wholly separate.” She suggests, raising her dark gaze to Maeve with a curious gleam as she dives into her food again.
“Something like this could work? Living quarters and the working area, as you said?” She muses, pausing as the pencil taps against her lips and the food arrives, warm and hot and she abandons the project of the blueprints for the moment to dive into her meal. She needs it after everything that’s gone on prior to this. “Walkways could connect them, or you could keep them wholly separate.” She suggests, raising her dark gaze to Maeve with a curious gleam as she dives into her food again.
darlin', darlin', why don't you sleep at night?
the colder the heart, the warmer the gun
the colder the heart, the warmer the gun
