12-14-2018, 06:09 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: georgia;"]Power was not something she tasted often, but in the few instances she had, it had tasted sweet. It had tasted different, much different from anything she ever had before. To say she didn't want more of it would be a lie, but she didn't strive hard to have it again, either. She had her morals, unlike many of her clan-mates. She was too kind, too giving and soft. She knew this, and it brought her shame. Sometimes she pondered her role here, especially without her healer rank.
Cosette approaches after Lucky, keeping a safe distance away from them both, watching through wary eyes. She didn't trust newcomers. No one could ever be sure of their motives, and so she was cautious, only really arriving after someone else did. She made it a thing not to welcome anyone on her own.
"[glow=black,2,300]Cosette.[/glow]" she says, somewhat quiet, as she didn't want to cut into...whatever this was. This girl was making a move on Lucky, but from her inexperienced view, she couldn't be sure. She didn't bother with a smile or anything warm and welcoming, really, simply staring ahead with an almost blank stare.
"[glow=black,2,300]speech[/glow]"
Cosette approaches after Lucky, keeping a safe distance away from them both, watching through wary eyes. She didn't trust newcomers. No one could ever be sure of their motives, and so she was cautious, only really arriving after someone else did. She made it a thing not to welcome anyone on her own.
"[glow=black,2,300]Cosette.[/glow]" she says, somewhat quiet, as she didn't want to cut into...whatever this was. This girl was making a move on Lucky, but from her inexperienced view, she couldn't be sure. She didn't bother with a smile or anything warm and welcoming, really, simply staring ahead with an almost blank stare.
"[glow=black,2,300]speech[/glow]"