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   Well, that's...disappointing. The candy was welcome, don't get them wrong (but if they were to be picky...just one?), it was just that Gran had been sure they'd catch her without any, so to then not only be robbed off the greeting but also lose the chance to pull a trick on her?

   Not fun.

          Prunella - a primal that commanded the earth’s nutrients to grow nature’s bountiful beauty; a dainty thing that was only now learning how to pull her own weight in a fight. Crystal - a primal shrouded in twilight that could twist perception and words like a knife in someone’s chest; yet her own heart was carved with both loving signatures and worn battle scars. For the smaller to come out unscathed and still having the energy to pick herself up was a feat all on it’s own, and she knew she had her dear friend to partially thank for that. Both for the encouragement needed for her to grow, and for backing her up in all times of need. Yet she wants to grow even stronger and fight more alongside her, still feeling that they haven’t reached such an equal footing. And so, while the other members of the crew mingled, healed, and made preparations to seek shelter or respite, Prunella was planting a kiss on Crystal’s nearest bruise. Thanks and apologises - warmth mixed in a vow - as well as a little natural healing element to boot.

“Crystal…” The name is sheepishly said just above a whisper, hiding the rest of her face while her eyes tried to focus more on the primal through the covering over them. The idea she had thrown out about mimicking Vane’s werewolf design for a cute little Xolotl costume was meant to be just directed at the captain, but of course the members of the crew around them had to spread it around the entire ship, and that meant very excitable fashion crewmembers jumping her and dressing her in...Well, a lot of hardwork and dedication made into one embarrassing outfit, but also not something she could simply say no to. The skirt looked just like Xolotl’s neckpiece, the flowy cape to mimic his green flames, the furry bodice and tail to match. Two golden bangles for each wrist and ankle made it more embarrassing to know everyone would look her way, either from the shine or the sound. And then a gold headpiece to both perfectly match Xolotl and perfectly fit on her head...It was overkill, especially when they didn’t actually account for eyeholes, and she was sure she wouldn’t be able to take it off by herself.

   with the threat now taken care of, out of crystal’s reach, beau turns to face her, expression scrunched up with pain. however, his focus remains on her. 

   ‘ you’re alright. ‘ a statement more than a question, beau positions himself to fill her point of view, making him the vocal point of her attention. ‘ do you need to sit down? ‘

Neo stared, and wondered, tilting her head to the side a little before letting one of her fingers rest upon her lips; a rather mischievous smile decorating the woman’s expression.

With a subtle wave of her hand, she bowed her body just slightly, before straightening her posture soon afterwards.

It was enough, to see that the other didn’t seem ashamed or disgusted when staring into her mismatched hues, so she relaxed, opening the parasol over her shoulder and making it twirl around a little.

"I Can’t” Sentences [meme] :: Accepting

【How sad was it, that even when encountering such small reminders of better times that he felt nothing? He didn’t know her personally. He didn’t know any of the soldiers that has survived the ordeal personally. Each of their faces were familiar despite and yet no nostalgia stirred. He was curious as to where in Caerleon he had seen her. But what a cruel twist of fate it was for the woman to find herself here among the Union camp and under the scrutiny of the fallen kingdom’s now blackened heir.】