rhiannon wilde

⟨ DANIELLE CAMPBELL. CIF FEMALE. SHE/HER. ⟩ though the mist might prevent some from seeing it, RHIANNON WILDE is actually a descendent of HECATE. it’s still a question of whether or not the 27 year old MUSICAL THEATRE MAJOR from SANTA MONICA, USA has taken after their godly parent completely, but the demigod is still known to be quite DEDICATED & TEMPERMENTAL.

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“No, no.” Carly didn’t see the harm in taking the invitation, but she made herself comfortable a short distance away, giving Rhiannon space. She took her time arranging her Astronomy textbook, her notebook, her matching binder. “Take your time. I’m not in any rush.”

To tell the truth, she was exhausted, and painfully aware that she had chosen the wrong elective. “Honestly, I don’t really understand most of this stuff. You’re probably getting way more done than I will tonight.”

“Oh no, this isn’t homework, just my own... well anyway, if you want some help I’m here and willing.” Rhiannon offers easily. There are very few thing she understands as well as astronomy. And while she’s not entirely sociable... she’s also willing to help someone with something like this.

    𝐍𝐎𝐎𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 had somewhat of a complex relationship, they brought her the most terrifying comfort — and it somehow felt like home sometimes more than any other place she had. often she would find a roof to stare up at the moon, and only occasionally did she make her way to the observatory. she was just about to turn around when she realized the scope was occupied, coming at later hours always helped her avoid that. “ah — i only use my charmspeak powers for evil,” the brunette noted, her eyes low from the joint she had just shared with rory, “the best way to get a song out of your head is to listen to the rest of the part that’s stuck in it.” 

“You might just be right about that.” Of course she knew the song backwards and forwards, but it still probably wouldn’t heart to actually listen to it. “However, I’m a bit of a dramatic bitch and it may never leave my head until I properly belt it out.” Rhiannon jokes as she looks once more through the telescope.

status    :    open  starter   setting    :    glaukopis library.

“           Oh,  uh  …  thanks !        ”                  he replies, a little surprised as he sits up straighter behind the desk. His pencil drops from his fingers,   a scattered line coming from the shift to leave a small   m a r k   off to the side of the the elephant’s trunk.                “           I guess it turned out   pretty good,        ”                 Charlie amends as he looks back down to his work, his smile a little embarrassed at the comment.  In   a l l   honestly,   he’d forgotten he was on the clock.  it was a   s l o w   d a y   for studying,  so he wasn’t really high in demand.  So he’d decided to just start   d o o d l i n g ,   and evidently he’d gone a bit over board.

Charlie picks up his pencil to erase the small line before he   f o r g o t   about it and then leans lightly on the desk to turn is full attention to the visitor.  A   relaxed   smile settles on his features as he asks,                “           Anyway,   what’s up ?        ”

“  I said it was interesting, not g o o d.  ” Rhiannon teases though they both know the truth. Regardless of where they stood she never could help but compliment his work. Casually she takes a seat on the small bit of free space his desk provides, crossing her legs with her palms planted flat at her sides. “ Oh.... nothing much.  ”

Rhiannon sits at the telescope, going between looking into it and then writing something else down in a notebook on her lap. There’s a serene smile on her lips as she works, singing softly to herself, “   honey honey, let me feel it, a-ha, honey honey.  ” While the stage will always be like home to her... this place is a comfort. To sit herself with the stars and let them tell her stories. The notebook in her lap is filled with star maps and little musings. Which is why when someone comes in she’s all too quick to close it before turning.