01-16-2020, 01:03 PM
Eurwen
the secret of walking on water
is knowing where the rocks lie
is knowing where the rocks lie
She’s late to the meeting, but not because she was lazy or distracted - well, a bit, but mostly, the magic pulse had come from inside Nerine and therefore she had located it as on the beach. Obviously, by the time she got around to the place, the conversation was taking place on top of the cliffs, and she missed most of it by standing down below. Voices were carried on the wind, but she could not understand the words.
Roughly around the time of Brazen and Jesper’s arrival, the rock wall that separates her from the others makes a grumbling and screeching sound, a tremor to be felt as she moves the rock and re-makes it. She is in a bit of a hurry; if she had wanted to make her stairs beautiful or lasting, she would not have forced it into existence like this, but taken a whole day. Now though, her efforts result in a little protest from the rock as she works with and against it - but she’s stubborn enough not to let the nature of the rock win. In heartbeats, she carves out a path from the beach towards the top, then trots upwards. She knows the path probably won’t hold forever, but for now, it is suitable enough for her.
Reaching the chaos on top, her dark eyes examine what is happening quickly. One, or perhaps nearly two, heartbeats later she excellerates towards her family. ”Brazen!” Excited, she greets her cousin first with a bump of a nose touch. Looking around, she then picks up on the fox-shifter, the magician Brennen, Neverwhere’s not-too-amused look (but is she ever?), and her father making matters possibly worse as always. ”Please shut up, dad.” she asks him with a wry smile.
She eyes Neverwhere. She must be either furious or completely overwhelmed by now, and neither are any good. ”Sorry I’m late.” she apologizes to all those present, and no-one in particular.
Roughly around the time of Brazen and Jesper’s arrival, the rock wall that separates her from the others makes a grumbling and screeching sound, a tremor to be felt as she moves the rock and re-makes it. She is in a bit of a hurry; if she had wanted to make her stairs beautiful or lasting, she would not have forced it into existence like this, but taken a whole day. Now though, her efforts result in a little protest from the rock as she works with and against it - but she’s stubborn enough not to let the nature of the rock win. In heartbeats, she carves out a path from the beach towards the top, then trots upwards. She knows the path probably won’t hold forever, but for now, it is suitable enough for her.
Reaching the chaos on top, her dark eyes examine what is happening quickly. One, or perhaps nearly two, heartbeats later she excellerates towards her family. ”Brazen!” Excited, she greets her cousin first with a bump of a nose touch. Looking around, she then picks up on the fox-shifter, the magician Brennen, Neverwhere’s not-too-amused look (but is she ever?), and her father making matters possibly worse as always. ”Please shut up, dad.” she asks him with a wry smile.
She eyes Neverwhere. She must be either furious or completely overwhelmed by now, and neither are any good. ”Sorry I’m late.” she apologizes to all those present, and no-one in particular.
@[Neverwhere] @[Brazen] @[Brennen] @[Jesper]