Oct 06, 2011 13:13
( house filter?! )
[ Backdated to the 4th.
She returns to the house with a bag of groceries, a sort of thanks for letting her stay that first night (even though she knows no thanks are necessary), picking a few leaves from her hair. It's a hard life having such fabulous and long hair, all sorts of things can get stuck in it, especially leaves when the sky decides it is going to replace the water in its clouds for leaves... or something to that effect. ]
Arthur? [ She puts the bag down once she rids herself of leaves, glancing around the room. Odd, she should've been greeted by a string of "you didn't need to do that" or complaints that she dragged leaves into the house. ]
gwaine,
morgana