Falling pieces
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Amelia feels like she's seen too much. Her brain is full and brimming, actually working clearly for the first time in months. The visions bring some clarity, though it's fleeting. So the witch was right. I need to keep braat away from the blondes.
Babies. Amelia shudders. Ew.
Her attitude towards the spherical visitor has been, up until now, rather hostile. Even if she's a little insulted, she's intrigued. She won't disturb the object anymore, not even trying to get a better 'look' at it. Hands on knees, Amelia sinks down to the floor, cross-legged in front of the object. Being logical? This could be a trap, or a weapon. Maybe the entire purpose is to confuse her; not that it's an accomplishment at this point in time. Finding out if it's specifically magical would be risky in her state.
It isn't doing anything again. She hefts a fist under her chin, propping her elbow on a knee. She'll wait. Eventually it'll do something or go away, right? It can't just spin there, forever--
Amelia feels like she's seen too much. Her brain is full and brimming, actually working clearly for the first time in months. The visions bring some clarity, though it's fleeting. So the witch was right. I need to keep braat away from the blondes.
Babies. Amelia shudders. Ew.
Her attitude towards the spherical visitor has been, up until now, rather hostile. Even if she's a little insulted, she's intrigued. She won't disturb the object anymore, not even trying to get a better 'look' at it. Hands on knees, Amelia sinks down to the floor, cross-legged in front of the object. Being logical? This could be a trap, or a weapon. Maybe the entire purpose is to confuse her; not that it's an accomplishment at this point in time. Finding out if it's specifically magical would be risky in her state.
It isn't doing anything again. She hefts a fist under her chin, propping her elbow on a knee. She'll wait. Eventually it'll do something or go away, right? It can't just spin there, forever--