I've gone a million miles
With the same crooked smile While he could only make his best assumption of the things Fiona was trying to convey, the crimson male felt his guess was as good as any when she turned to a page near the end of her booklet and exposed its contents. Flowers, pressed expertly into the pages with various bits of information written beside each petal. It was impressive, really, and Atreus wondered briefly if she might have any connection to the infamous hospital. Did she contribute to the vitally important literature held within its walls? Provide research for students to study? Before much thought could be given to it, however, she reclaimed the notebook and took to writing once more. To be of Ilati blood was not necessarily a good thing. The people of Novus and the lands surrounding had always whispered of them, many spinning tales that may or may not be true, often in the attempt to scare their children into listening or spook their friends in the dark of night. The Ilati weren’t a group that was particularly well understood and definitely not respected by the masses, at least not in Atreus’ experiences. And so, when the lavender girl flipped her notepad around with the name of his family scrawled neatly across one page, Atreus was stupefied. Fiona certainly didn’t look like the typical Ilati type, then yet again, neither did he. He didn’t know of this Florentine, but immediately he found himself intrigued and yearning to change that. ”Most interesting,” he remarked with a hum that was borderline amused, his lips pursed in a thoughtful expression before his eyes of black and gold came to rest entirely on Fiona once more. Then, with his nose he gestured to the south, where he remembered the capitol of Terrastella to be. ”I don’t mean to inconvenience you, dear Fiona, but would you care to escort me back to the capitol? Perhaps you could show me to this Florentine, or regale me with who these Ilati are on our way.” There was so much he had missed, as was bound to happen when he had been absent for just over four years. Perhaps this would be the best way to get a grip on everything he had missed. And I always give you all you need
But I can see that you're dancing with the devil |
@Fiona I think this is a good stopping point for this thread? :3 Gaah I love miss Fiona so much!
be careful with that one, love, he will do what it takes to survive
all contact is permitted and encouraged
