by Vivienne Chinnoir » Thu Nov 19, 2015 7:16 pm
"Are you certain? I do not wish to cause you further disturbance. The last time you saw me like this you were not yourself." She moved her hand across her face and down her neck, similarly to someone removing makeup. The image melted and moved like water, in fact that was what it was once removed. Hovering on her hand was a familiar globe of clear slowly, ever flowing water, which she used to gently water the exposed, cut stems of the roses she'd brought.
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Vivienne Chinnoir on Thu Nov 19, 2015 7:21 pm, edited 1 time in total.