september catch-all { fabric of shame and sorrow's name

[matermali]

WHO: Vanessa Ives (matermali) & Others
WHAT: Friends, food, and fortune.
WHERE: Around town.
WHEN: September
WARNINGS: Cannabis use, blood magic.

( ooc; HMU with a PM or at cherto if you’d like a starter. Vanessa can get up to all sorts of trouble, or maybe even try to help someone out of it. I'll also be throwing her at the meeting log asap.

You may want to check her permissions for possible content warnings and an opt-out. )

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[culver]

[Nill has seen far more pictures of desserts than she's ever eaten, so she's certainly taking the time to savor this one. But she does pause long enough to accept Vanessa's help up on to the stool, and sits comfortably while enjoying the pastry.

Her eyes go a little wide at the admission, but sympathy soon crosses her face. She knows what it feels like to goes day without food or water, though she's never abstained by choice. It must have been terrible, she thinks, to be in such an unfamiliar place and also not have anything to eat.

Her brows draw together, and she shakes her head slightly, trying to convey that she doesn't think it's all that ridiculous. If Heine and Badou hadn't been here, there's no telling what she might have believed about this place herself. She reaches across the counter towards Vanessa, but stops short of getting close enough to touch her. But the intent is there, even as she pulls her hand back to rest in front of herself.]

[matermali]

[ While she may have first thought to find silverware to enjoy it, she’s one to enjoy the simpler act of eating it as Nill does, taking a little bite while considering just how loathe she had been to even smell such temptations in the beginning. Has she actually improved since then, though? The wrongful focus of her resentments may have only shifted rather than vanished.

The movement catches her off guard, only because it’s toward her, and she feels for a moment as like she had been in the midst of the realm of the fae after all, and had come so close to nearly being touched by one. Or perhaps something like a unicorn—far more benevolent of a beauty.

Though the smile she bears at the motion is small, it trembles, and it takes her a moment longer than necessary to finish her bite. She is no maiden to lure in such sweet creatures, after all, and the poor girl has been tainted enough by dark things. Yet, the very thought that Nill might think to comfort her is enough to tighten her throat and soften her gaze. ]

Worry not, I was eventually convinced to find some sense again; as much as can exist in a city such as this. I can only wonder just how your dear friends must have attempted to explain the nature of this city to you.