[ River has an
ice planet, a ball of vanilla ice cream on a string and stick. It's her reward for being nice, from the city of Abax, although she doesn't know it right now. She might have had one before, when the Good Shepherd had bought her one, but eating it now isn't any easier. Seated cross-legged on the floor, she tries dangling it above her mouth, attempting to take bites except it just swings the other way. It isn't long before River's mouth is covered in ice cream, and she stares down at her frozen dessert as if it had personally offended her.
She doesn't like it when things don't make sense. ]
Practice does not make perfect.
[ It's grumbled, frown tugging at the bottom corners of her lips. Like the rest of the city, she is dressed in an incredibly
ugly christmas sweater, so big that it pools around her and looks more like a dress. Unlike the rest of the city, she actually likes it. ]
[ooc - jdskljfdsk WATCH AS I RUN THIS INTO THE GROUND;
permissions posts, redux. I'm sorry ;~; I just like to be careful?]
[ooc2 - so LJ is straight up NOT GIVING ME NOTIFS /shakes fist at it because I didn't get any of these wonderful tags in my inbox so my apologies for the slowness! I'll try to check back here often now that I know of this. ]