Phoebe
Phoebe was stunned to silence for a moment, feeling a bit like she was seeing a ghost rather than an old friend in the flesh. In the electrical circuit? She wasn't sure which was more accurate for an ascended, not fully understanding the nature of their mechanical structures. "I..." the Nightingale started, blinking as her mind finally wrapped its way around his question. "I'm scouting a location for a garden." she said. A garden of babies for Frey. Suddenly the implications of this meeting hit her. Nate was an ascended and she was the demigoddess of an old god. Hooooo boy, this was going to be awkward at best, dangerous at absolute worst.
"What about you? Why aren't you in Torchline with..." again she stumbled over her words. When had things gotten so complicated? She and Nate used to get on so well, talking over all sorts of topics of health and healing while at the College. But now he seemed a practical stranger. "...with Sunjata?" she said, briefly forgetting that he was no longer governor of the place.
"What about you? Why aren't you in Torchline with..." again she stumbled over her words. When had things gotten so complicated? She and Nate used to get on so well, talking over all sorts of topics of health and healing while at the College. But now he seemed a practical stranger. "...with Sunjata?" she said, briefly forgetting that he was no longer governor of the place.
don't look back, you're not going that way
