HOTARU
she is a flower, but she isn't soft
when her petals fall, they hit like bullets
when her petals fall, they hit like bullets
He makes well on his boasted promise, and as Hotaru returns with tea balanced on a tray, she smiles to see his progress. Setting it down on the same table where the discarded box now lies, she foregoes taking up her own cup for the timebeing to retrieve his requested items. It takes a small exertion of magic to float over the materials - still growing accustomed to her control over air to utilize it in such a way - but she makes sure to float it into her own hands first, only then walking over to hand them to Talyson. No sense in stabbing anyone's hands but her own.
"If you need any help don't hesitate," she assures, and hands the man his tea alongside the needle and thread. Flouncing back to her own, she takes a quick sip before heading straight for her own mannequin, eagerly pinning the layers of the bodice first.
"If you need any help don't hesitate," she assures, and hands the man his tea alongside the needle and thread. Flouncing back to her own, she takes a quick sip before heading straight for her own mannequin, eagerly pinning the layers of the bodice first.
