It's warm enough to go barefoot again. To sit in the grass for hours under Taxon's fake sun.
River is doing just that, curled up over in Wilde. All anyone will see of her when she turns the visual function on is the bend of ankle to one side of the frame as she props the tablet up to give everyone a good view of what it is she's looking at.
The
building itself is smallish and unremarkable. What's inside is the real trick that keeps River's foot tapping anxiously.
"Three-hundred sixty-five," she says, and her foot pauses before moving out of frame. "Gregorian. Full circle. Measurement based on solar orbit doesn't count, but they all progress. Marches forward like it knows where it's going down here with spinning wheels where they bury you."
Her feet come back. Feet and calves and the hem of a sea-foam green sundress one might kindly refer to as 'ill-advised,' pacing a few feet in front of the tablet. A few feet closer to the building but no farther, sounding like she's walking tightrope when words start up again. "Snake eats its tail. Consumes and weighs the scales against venom..."
For most people it would be so simple to walk into a building.
"It's the way of things." River pauses, then. Feet stop pacing and slowly hair moves into frame and then her face as she bends down to look at the tablet. Her eyes look tired and determined in a terrified kind of way that can't be skewed much by being slightly upside-down. "It's mine, and I require assistance.
"Komma med din tanden."
Another pause, longer, and she looks away before leaning forward and clicking off the tablet.
[ ooc: HOLY CRAP ONE YEAR IN TAXON, ilu guys ridiculous amounts ♥ pretend this all happens on the 10th because I'm impatient, and be warned that this post will have a lot of Academy stuff (linked above) in it, in case anything from that kind of scenario isn't cool for you.
komma med din tanden - bring your teeth ]