"Well, well." The sharply amused voice, unmistakable as the tart psychic scent that accompanied the speaker, might occasionally be considered the herald of 'worse'. That there was no smoke was a good sign, if only in that it meant Karla hadn't been experimenting lately, be it with her spells or in the kitchen. She hopped down from the lip of the fountain, abandoning her charcoals in favor of eying Lucivar intently. "He lives! I'd begun to wonder..."
Lucivar rolled his eyes, making sure to make a big deal of it, to show Karla just how much she was not funny. "Good to see you to. Dare I ask what you were drawing?"
Still it was nice to see her. He seemed to have lost track of time here very regularly. He needed to work on that.
Karla cocked her head to one side, giving him a wicked grin that was at odds with the general innocence - for once - of what she'd been sketching. "I don't know. Dare you? We wouldn't want to offend any delicate sensibilities," she teased. As far as Karla could be translated into normal person, it was an admission that she was glad to see him as well. She was only properly bitchy with the people she liked, after all.
Lucivar's lazy-arrogant-smile came easy. "I will dare."
His looked at the fountain a bit too long. He had gone a while and had not dropped Karla, or anyone in water for a while, he wondered if that would change soon now that he was talking to Karla.
Karla seemed happy to see him. She was acting like her normal self, so only a bit bitchy and pain. Yes the not "dropping someone in water" time would seen very soon.
Karla looked from the fountain to Lucivar and back again, eyes narrowing slightly. She knew his habits all too well, and was not entirely keen on the idea of being dropped into the grungy water of the fountain. Not that, being Karla, she would back off, either. "Glad to hear all the cold air hasn't shrivelled you," she replied tartly, then gestured to her charcoal pad. "Take a look."
The sketch was remarkably harmless; rough but fanciful panels of what the young Queen thought the city's heyday must have been. It was not dissimilar to what one might see in Amdarh, though it did incorporate the foreign architecture found within the Econtra compound.
Karla grinned, a wicked curve of her mouth that promised disaster and terror for the unsuspecting. Or, as better suited those who'd come to know her well, the very suspecting. She was equal opportunity trouble. "Now, now. You know I don't write those down. Then you or Uncle Saetan might try to stop me."
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Still it was nice to see her. He seemed to have lost track of time here very regularly. He needed to work on that.
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His looked at the fountain a bit too long. He had gone a while and had not dropped Karla, or anyone in water for a while, he wondered if that would change soon now that he was talking to Karla.
Karla seemed happy to see him. She was acting like her normal self, so only a bit bitchy and pain. Yes the not "dropping someone in water" time would seen very soon.
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The sketch was remarkably harmless; rough but fanciful panels of what the young Queen thought the city's heyday must have been. It was not dissimilar to what one might see in Amdarh, though it did incorporate the foreign architecture found within the Econtra compound.
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Lucivar smiled to himself as he saw that Karla knew what he was thinking.
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