Don't fret precious, I'm here (claiming)
10-21-2014, 12:10 PM
She got both feet on the ground
And she's burning it down
Oh, what a quandary she found herself in. Two handsome young men who fascinated her nearly as much as she'd been fascinated by her absence brother, two boys with so much potential for darkness and she could actually observe them on that path, guide them on it but they had both claimed a pack at once and the young Saxe was so torn - if she joined one she could not observe both and that was a pity.
But, well, showing up when the guy established his claim to a pack didn't mean she was joining, just like showing up when Niflheim became Arcanum didn't mean she was joining Arcanum. She could always crash Drashiel's party later. She was just curious was all. So she'd meandered her way to the call in time to hear some random woman nittering about empires and cowardly and falling and she just laughed brightly aloud into the tension. "All empires fall eventually - it seems like a cowardly one might even last longer than a bold one, don't you think? Because they'd never do anything so they'd never be noticed. Oh congratulations by the way."
She cast a wink to the new king. Whether he would agree with her cynical assessment or be offended didn't really matter to her as anything other than a matter of curiosity and observation. Maybe more out of overconfidence than anything, she was sure of her own ability to outrun anyone here and though she was mentally prepared for that possibility outwardly she remained bright and cheerful, even friendly as she beamed around at the other spectators at this little soiree.
""
But, well, showing up when the guy established his claim to a pack didn't mean she was joining, just like showing up when Niflheim became Arcanum didn't mean she was joining Arcanum. She could always crash Drashiel's party later. She was just curious was all. So she'd meandered her way to the call in time to hear some random woman nittering about empires and cowardly and falling and she just laughed brightly aloud into the tension. "All empires fall eventually - it seems like a cowardly one might even last longer than a bold one, don't you think? Because they'd never do anything so they'd never be noticed. Oh congratulations by the way."
She cast a wink to the new king. Whether he would agree with her cynical assessment or be offended didn't really matter to her as anything other than a matter of curiosity and observation. Maybe more out of overconfidence than anything, she was sure of her own ability to outrun anyone here and though she was mentally prepared for that possibility outwardly she remained bright and cheerful, even friendly as she beamed around at the other spectators at this little soiree.
""
She got her head in the clouds
And she's not backing down
And she's not backing down
