day gaunts

Pontifex made his decision for his sisters necklaces and as he began working on the stones, Iki began braiding the second chain. Together the pair worked in silence for a time, each handling their own part of the craft. In time, Pontifex questioned her. The white and black child looked up from her braiding and took a moment to think about it. What was it like to be a princess?

Iki went back to braiding, carefully crisscrossing the strands of leather. "I suppose that depends on the princess." Iki pulled the threads upwards a bit, leaving space for the main stone. "I work hard to learn everything that I can. I want to make my family proud and bring honor to my house." A soft laugh pulled from the girl. "I'm really no different than you." She then moved on to talk about her brothers and sisters. "My siblings and I, we're all different. I work hard because I want to. My brother, Oki, he likes to goof off and play, but he's smart and he learns. Take doesn't speak, but he observes and learns. Kit is... distant. Sadly, I don't know her very well despite being sisters." A grin pulled back Ikigai's blackened lips and she leaned forward to whisper softly. "You're not supposed to have favorites, but Ike is my favorite. She's so sweet and we're always there for each other."

Now that she'd shared a bit with him, Ikigai was curious to learn from her cousin. "What's it like to be the son of the Omikuji?" Iki's aunt Toxicity was... frightening. She was intense and the girl didn't really like being around her. Something in her mind always screamed 'danger' when the religious woman was around. How then did Pontifex feel about his situation?

"Speech"