Sweet as pie

Gypsy · 06-02-2021, 04:12 PM

There wasn't much at all that Gypsy missed about her old life. Her existence had been horrible. Death would have been better. What she did miss was moving from place to place. There were always new sounds. Always new smells. Here in the Hallows she was safe, but every day was exactly the same. There was no excitement. Well... not that she really wanted excitement, but variety would be nice.

Gypsy lay in her small room, curled up on the pile of furs. This was where she stayed most days, only going out to relieve herself and have dinner with the rest of Indigo's followers. Sometimes she would have guests, but most times she chose to stay alone. So much of her life was spent in the company of those that wished to use her. It was just to just have time to herself. It was like a long decompression of sorts. She didn't mind company, but it was nice to finally have a choice.

When a voice sounded outside of the door, Gypsy's ears perked. It was Segin. He seemed nice enough, but she didn't know him well just yet. Tentatively, the tiny fae crept to the door and pushed it open. No use in peeking out since she couldn't see, so she gently swung the door open enough to step out. Berries, he'd said. Having been on the road for her entire life, Gypsy was no stranger to berries. She quite liked them, in fact.

"Thank you for thinking of me," she spoke in whispy, mellifluous tones. Stepping to the side, she made space for the man to enter if he wished. Indigo liked him and she trusted Indigo's instincts. She wouldn't shut the door, but she wouldn't let him stand in the hallway.

"Gypsy"

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