how i wonder what you are

Maeve

She sent a letter ahead of herself, letting Remi know that she'd be in the Greatwood, asking if he'd be willing to lend his astronomy expertise. It's within that letter that she informs him she'll be at the Stonesong the following night should he have the time. So with a bottle of spiced cider and a blanket in tow, the Nightshade carefully picks her way through the trees until she finds a break in the line, stepping out along the shore of the rushing river. There isn't much wind right now, but the haunting melody continues all the same as the water runs through the stones, causing a shiver that has nothing to do with the chill in the air to run up her spine.

Maeve spreads out her blanket, setting down the small basket on the corner before lowering herself to sit, drawing her sweater a bit more tightly around her slim frame. Jade eyes look up to the sky, skin washed silver in the moonlight as she begins to pick out the different constellations, waiting for her company to arrive.

'Cause it's too cold for you here and now
so let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater

the lullaby

How do I learn my dreams to mold
To lay them bare in the morning cold?

Arrive he already had. Sitting very, very still in the darkness, shadows had come to collect him, wrapping around his body as if they might mummify him where he sat. It was easy to slow his breathing, to let his gaze go slack that his mind might wander more freely without the constraints of his flesh. Maeve's arrival had tugged his consciousness back down, and it was only with a brief flicker of reluctance that Remi rolled his shoulders and shrugged away the shadows.

"Good evening." Said in a low voice if only because the silence of midnight seemed to demand it, Remi offers the Queen a crooked smile as he inclines his head towards her blanket. "Is there room for me on there, or shall I dream up my own blanket?"

If they're still out there then the chasm grows
For all you know, for all you've known

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!

Maeve

She doesn't hear him. She doesn't even realize he's there. The shadows hiding him from her view. The Nightshade starts, head snapping towards him as her pulse stutters, fluttering rapidly at the surge of adrenaline. Maeve relaxes as soon as her eyes land on him, a smile curling on her lips as she extends a hand to him, "You know I always have room for you, love." The Queen murmurs, voice quiet in the night, mixing with the sound of rushing water and the faint singing of the stones in the river.

Waiting for him to join her, Maeve motions to the basket, "I brought us some snacks. A little bit of hot spiced cider." Nothing with alcohol, knowing it didn't do much for him anymore. Reaching for the basket, Maeve begins to unpack the tea cakes, carefully wrapped in wax paper. "Thank you for coming. I didn't know anyone better to ask for help with this." She passes him one of the tea cakes, quickly followed by a mug of steaming cider before making one for herself.

'Cause it's too cold for you here and now
so let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater

the lullaby

How do I learn my dreams to mold
To lay them bare in the morning cold?

It's no wonder, predator that Remi is, that he smiles despite (because of?) Maeve's sharp reaction to the sound of his voice. Grinning, he nods as he sinks easily down at her side, reclining comfortably back on his hands with his legs crossed loosely at the ankle. "I would say that you have confused me for Ronin..." The alchemist begins, turning his head over his shoulder and sniffing at the air. "But that does smell very good."

Sitting up that his hands might be free to accept his cider and cake, Remi hums his appreciation as he wastes little time in helping himself to a large bite. "I studied the stars quite extensively back...well, back before." The alchemist explains around bites of cake. "And when we first arrived and the barrier was up...there was little else to do." He adds with a boyish shrug. "It was one of the ways Ronin and I were able to judge just how far apart from the Grounds we were, when Safrin plopped us down in Torchline for the first time."

If they're still out there then the chasm grows
For all you know, for all you've known

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!