#hemerasiae

unprompted (always accepting).

this kills the tepid

Y'all Cute || Smooches U

I am glad that I count amongst the people who make you happy. You are SUPER neat and I've really, really enjoyed getting to know you. You are a good and kind person, and you're also goddamn hilarious. And those are my favorite qualities in human people.

You have such a wonderful care for not only your characters but your partners. You made a whole server for us and you made it like super cool!!! Which is legit neat af. And I really appreciate the effort you put in for me even when I was being slow and bumbly.

location based spice | accepting | @hemerasiae

social events like these have never been her favorite ------ even while under contract they proved to be just a little too much ... especially while she was attempting to complete a contract. too many witnesses. too many variables. and while there were certainly some crows who thrived on the extra notoriety that came along with something so brazen and in the open, she'd much rather take care of things as quietly as possible.

she scolds with a slight click of her tongue meant for her and her alone --- not the surrounding festivities. the last thing on her mind tonight should be contracts. or crows --------

it's almost as if he can tell that her mind is wandering, feeling laurien's hand settle gently on her back ---- the warmth of his palm meandering slowly over the open back of her dress. ( she knew she'd chosen it for a reason. ) despite how obvious an action it is ------ at least it is to the two of them; the rest of the party continues on unaware of how something as simple as his hand brushing against her skin can pull a smirk worthy of being hidden ( as best she can, at least ) behind the lip of her drink.

she lifts her chin to catch a glimpse of him instead of turning around ( that would mean he'd have to stop what he was doing, after all. ),"i thought we promised your sister we'd be on our best behavior tonight," well ---- she'd made a promise to viago, but by proxy that also meant promising josephine. his response isn't verbal ----- the breadth of his palm is swapped out for the edge of his knuckle; the line he traces from her neck down along her spine sending a noticeable shiver through her. perhaps she really had been the only one to promise ----- and laurien was awfully persuasive about her going back on it.

"........do you think we'd be missed if we left early?"

Niamh fusses and frets over her hair, making sure that the braided crown she's done is firmly pinned in place. A pause, then she pulls out a few wispy curls to frame her freckled face. There. Perfect.

She hopes the dress isn't too much for the party. The silky fabric is silvery blue, with a flowing skirt and beautiful sleeves. Crescentia and Neve had helped her pick it out. Usually, Niamh would have made a dress, but the two of them had insisted on taking her dress shopping.

She's glad they did. She feels beautiful.

A knock on the door startles her out of her thoughts. It's probably Lucanis. "Coming!" she calls out. She slips on her shoes and gives herself one last one over to make sure nothing is out of place.

"Thank you, I think when you've heard enough evil monolgoues from Templars and raiders you start to get a preeeetty good impression of the bad guy to fall back on." Bellara grins, bowing to Neve with a little flourish before taking her papers back.

Her draft has now been redlined for accuracies and corrections by Neve and she gives an excited wiggle.

@hemerasiae

Hallow chokes a little on her drink, and she's quick to use the back of her hand to wipe her mouth, suppressing the last few trailing coughs that leave her.