#softbrilliance

She just didn’t want to go too far and overwhelm the younger woman. The most important thing in her eyes was spending the day with the person she cared about. Lise knew that Erika got flustered sometimes when she made grandiose gestures so she was trying to reign in her excitement. Would stopping to get flowers on the way be too much? She wasn’t positive but that was something that she wanted to do.

The half mer took a deep breath and nodded, ducking into a flowershop that was on the way to her destination. She emerged a short while later with flowers that were beautiful but still didn’t compare to the loveliness that was her girlfriend. At least in her eyes. But they would do for what she wanted them for. Lise resumed her journey and was happy to see Erika’s home ahead of her. She rang the bell and as she waited for the fae to answer the door, she adjusted her hold on the flowers and the wrapped gift that she had brought with her, a tender expression on her face.

“Excuse me, miss,” Peggy mumbled, softly, before moving around her, “I’m here to make sure that all the guests are alright- would you like anything? A drink?” 

Laura blinked as she spotted someone she thought had a familiar face in the corner of her vision and turned to glance in the other woman’s direction. If her hunch was correct... that might be one of the parents for one of her students. She hoped that her gut feeling was correct because at least there would be some common ground to discuss there because the other people she had spoken to had come off as pretty rude.

Lise had done some thinking about the poem as she made her way through the town towards the library. She had maybe a few potential candidates in mind for who her poem could be about but if she was honest with herself, she wanted a second opinion. Besides, there was one person she hoped would be the subject of her poem but she thought that it might be wishful thinking coloring her train of thought.

Konstanze looked over her shoulder, raising an eyebrow. Did she... know this woman? Hm. No. She seemed awfully nice and all, offering help to a stranger. Why did she ask anyway? What would she assume Kon needed help wi-- Oh. Right.

“ I’m feeling sick to my stomach, too, but as I can tell you’ve been sick all night..? At least you’re not fucking staff or something, but it can’t be enjoyable ”     he said.     “ If you need anything else I can get you it. Not that I’m sure what else is in this house other than what’s in the kitchen tent. ”

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She wasn’t totally sure what it was about her aura that made people want to open up; but Erika did find it nice sometimes that something about her just gave off comfort, apparently. “Agreed!” she nodded eagerly. “Life means moving, and progress. Living your life and doing what you want is movement; and it makes me very happy to see people moving along in their lives and making progress.” Was that abstract? She knew what she wanted to say technically, but sometimes there was too much to say to really sum it up neatly.

Well, the small faerie asked, and Sándor had no problem expressing himself. Being raised on Urga, he was taught that there was no shame in being open about one’s emotions.