Sirius Cabin, Saturday morning
Gladys was sitting next to the Sirius steps, leaning against the Sirius cabin. Her hands were resting on her knees and she was staring at nothing, eyes flickering as she thought. It was surprisingly philosophical thought for a golem, flowing from her conversation with Jaina.
Her deep thoughts were interrupted by a nose with tiny legs. It jumped on her hand and did a little dance. Gladys stared.
It was joined by several more, all cavorting across her knuckles. Gladys kept staring, then plucked them up one by one and closed her massive hand around them, trapping them. "You Are Not Natural. Noses Should Not have Legs."
They nose-butted her fingers, trying to escape. "Stop That."
[ooc: open, yup.]
Her deep thoughts were interrupted by a nose with tiny legs. It jumped on her hand and did a little dance. Gladys stared.
It was joined by several more, all cavorting across her knuckles. Gladys kept staring, then plucked them up one by one and closed her massive hand around them, trapping them. "You Are Not Natural. Noses Should Not have Legs."
They nose-butted her fingers, trying to escape. "Stop That."
[ooc: open, yup.]