Seraphina
the artificer
She’s a little late this time, not nearly as late as she had been to the order meeting (oops) but she arrives nonetheless, dressed for the part with boots that sink into the lush earth and dirt beneath her. She brings her tools, flashing a brilliant grin both Remi and Ronin’s way, breezing herself in as a light of sunshine all the while.
“It’s great to see you both again!” She chimes, hands finding their place on her hips over the tool belt, her blueprints hanging from her hip as she regards both men, then looks up into the tree they’re hovering around. “Is it a treehouse you have in mind?” She asks, head cocking as she considers it but grabs her blueprints and pencil regardless, prepared to make up the model of the building to make sure they have a visual for what’s in mind.
“It’s great to see you both again!” She chimes, hands finding their place on her hips over the tool belt, her blueprints hanging from her hip as she regards both men, then looks up into the tree they’re hovering around. “Is it a treehouse you have in mind?” She asks, head cocking as she considers it but grabs her blueprints and pencil regardless, prepared to make up the model of the building to make sure they have a visual for what’s in mind.
stitch it together kid, i know you know better
