Wednesday's Child is Full of Woe
Professor
Anatomist
01-19-2023, 10:47 PM
As her sister spoke she was acutely aware of the mischievous glint to her features and tone. Mariah's ears flicked at the idea of sneaking out, however, logically speaking, she knew that kind of adventure wasn't in her best interest at the moment. Maybe when she was strong enough to be on her own ... or if she could coerce Malico into accompanying her. "Hmm." She murmured after a lull settled between them.
The younger girl nodded along as she explained Avacyn's role a little better, but even she couldn't help the chuckle at the idea of Saracyn being involved in some of that stuff. "Yeah, I can't imagine him seeking out jewelry making." She answered, echoing the imagery that flashed in the back of her mind. It really was quite a comical sight- or so she envisioned. But even so, as Fiametta implied that she was more like Saracyn in the aspect of doing whatever it was that she pleased, she nodded. Perhaps that would eventually be how she herself would be as well- when she grew up. It seemed that it was Avacyn who carried most of the weight. It left Mariah wondering where her place was in all of this.
Though, as Malico was mentioned, the mildly existential thoughts faded. "I guess you could say that, but It's just easy with Malico." Mariah expressed, not entirely sure how best to describe it. "I don't have to explain anything, and neither does he. Rules and graces aside, we just work." Perhaps they were similar to Ava and Sara after all- that was something she was uncertain of. But she was confident that she would receive no judgment or invasive questions from the other half to her coin.
Then a different thought struck her. Could Fiametta understand? "Do you regret being the only one in your litter?" Mariah asked intently, her silver gaze suddenly aligned with her sister's.
The younger girl nodded along as she explained Avacyn's role a little better, but even she couldn't help the chuckle at the idea of Saracyn being involved in some of that stuff. "Yeah, I can't imagine him seeking out jewelry making." She answered, echoing the imagery that flashed in the back of her mind. It really was quite a comical sight- or so she envisioned. But even so, as Fiametta implied that she was more like Saracyn in the aspect of doing whatever it was that she pleased, she nodded. Perhaps that would eventually be how she herself would be as well- when she grew up. It seemed that it was Avacyn who carried most of the weight. It left Mariah wondering where her place was in all of this.
Though, as Malico was mentioned, the mildly existential thoughts faded. "I guess you could say that, but It's just easy with Malico." Mariah expressed, not entirely sure how best to describe it. "I don't have to explain anything, and neither does he. Rules and graces aside, we just work." Perhaps they were similar to Ava and Sara after all- that was something she was uncertain of. But she was confident that she would receive no judgment or invasive questions from the other half to her coin.
Then a different thought struck her. Could Fiametta understand? "Do you regret being the only one in your litter?" Mariah asked intently, her silver gaze suddenly aligned with her sister's.
