[Panic? Panic is rarely an emotion she possesses. No, it isn't panic which is making the wind pick up. However, that didn't mean other emotions couldn't do the trick just fine.
Like annoyance. Annoyance and distaste was always a good emotion to have. Despite this, she's still wearing a smile on her face as she very studiously avoiding all of the water in the cave as she slowly makes her way through to the passages.]
Excuse me.
[She is polite enough to those who she encounters, even if her smile doesn't seem entirely genuine whenever she is near water.]
[3]
[Scales. She will of course collect these. She is one the beach doing so once she is there, placing them gently in her purse. Her umbrella is ever-present, keeping her sheltered from the sun at all times.
And at night? At night. She sits in a dry area, umbrella in hands and pitched into the ground, watching the snake-like creatures with a strange fondness as they slithered around. Her sunglasses stay on her face - how does she see with those on in the dark?
Her head tilts as one comes close to her.]
Interesting. You don't understand me. What a pity.
Letitia Genesister | Fallen London (OC)
[Panic? Panic is rarely an emotion she possesses. No, it isn't panic which is making the wind pick up. However, that didn't mean other emotions couldn't do the trick just fine.
Like annoyance. Annoyance and distaste was always a good emotion to have. Despite this, she's still wearing a smile on her face as she very studiously avoiding all of the water in the cave as she slowly makes her way through to the passages.]
Excuse me.
[She is polite enough to those who she encounters, even if her smile doesn't seem entirely genuine whenever she is near water.]
[3]
[Scales. She will of course collect these. She is one the beach doing so once she is there, placing them gently in her purse. Her umbrella is ever-present, keeping her sheltered from the sun at all times.
And at night? At night. She sits in a dry area, umbrella in hands and pitched into the ground, watching the snake-like creatures with a strange fondness as they slithered around. Her sunglasses stay on her face - how does she see with those on in the dark?
Her head tilts as one comes close to her.]
Interesting. You don't understand me. What a pity.