Evie
Malleable and easy to task, Evie gamely obtains the pack and sets about unrolling and weighing down their blanket first, flicking a few rocks out of the way with her magic that would otherwise feel rather uncomfortable beneath their bottoms. And if she whispers a little more magic into the ground to prompt some thick, comfortable moss to fill in the few gaps...well, it's hidden by the blanket, leaving her high-maintenance desires a boring secret.
Evie shares a conspiratorial glance with Belial, but she knows that they are too evenly matched (read: outmatched) with Deimos and Zuriel against them to warrant any attempts at stealth-snacking. She's distracted moments later by the sound of ice cracking that Deimos then points out seconds later, and though her shoulders hike up in instinctive tension at a noise most Halovians know to run away from, she comforts herself with the calm she sees on her partner's face. "But there's no ice around...?" she trails off uncertainly, wondering what she's missing. The river is unimpeded, and the snow itself is rather sparse as she gazes around at their surroundings, trying to place the source.
Evie shares a conspiratorial glance with Belial, but she knows that they are too evenly matched (read: outmatched) with Deimos and Zuriel against them to warrant any attempts at stealth-snacking. She's distracted moments later by the sound of ice cracking that Deimos then points out seconds later, and though her shoulders hike up in instinctive tension at a noise most Halovians know to run away from, she comforts herself with the calm she sees on her partner's face. "But there's no ice around...?" she trails off uncertainly, wondering what she's missing. The river is unimpeded, and the snow itself is rather sparse as she gazes around at their surroundings, trying to place the source.
Cover your crystal eyes
And let your colors bleed and blend with mine
And let your colors bleed and blend with mine
