Alys
The Wordsworth name was familiar to Alys, but she simply hummed a response as she lifted yet another shard to capture a rainbow within. She'd never been particularly interested in names and bloodlines, having learned early on that they meant next to nothing if they brought only misery and pain. As for the next statement, that many Grounders had moved to Halo, Alys paused. She'd found happiness here - for a time, at least - but she'd yet to tell anyone that she was going to be leaving soon. A part of her wanted to share. After all, it was an exciting time for her, and it was a novelty to have friends to share it with. But another part of her - the guilty part of her - wanted to hold it close until she absolutely had to.
"It is," she said, happy, at least, to agree with Evie's assessment. "You and Deimos have made it a refuge." Which was strange, really, given how inhospitable the tundra could be. And yet, the Citadel was protected from the worst of the elements, and the snowy landscape had its own haunting beauty that was incomparable to anywhere else Alys had seen. It might not have been enough to make her stay, but it was certainly sufficient to keep her visiting regularly.
Married life, it seemed, suited Evie, and Alys shared a smile with her friend. She might not completely empathize with the feelings Evie shared, but she could certainly understand how even a small shift could make things feel different - bigger, better, warmer - than before. She thought of Tal, and their time shared at the Spyglass in Stormbreak, and smiled warmly. "I'm happy for you," she said, reaching out a hand to squeeze Evie's arm companionably. "You both deserve happiness."
"It is," she said, happy, at least, to agree with Evie's assessment. "You and Deimos have made it a refuge." Which was strange, really, given how inhospitable the tundra could be. And yet, the Citadel was protected from the worst of the elements, and the snowy landscape had its own haunting beauty that was incomparable to anywhere else Alys had seen. It might not have been enough to make her stay, but it was certainly sufficient to keep her visiting regularly.
Married life, it seemed, suited Evie, and Alys shared a smile with her friend. She might not completely empathize with the feelings Evie shared, but she could certainly understand how even a small shift could make things feel different - bigger, better, warmer - than before. She thought of Tal, and their time shared at the Spyglass in Stormbreak, and smiled warmly. "I'm happy for you," she said, reaching out a hand to squeeze Evie's arm companionably. "You both deserve happiness."
Oh, I had a dream that you couldn't hear me screaming
Trying to tell you everything but it wouldn't stop you leaving
Trying to tell you everything but it wouldn't stop you leaving
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Alys.
Emotional Telepathy | The user can read deep emotions of those within a 5 foot radius at will. Control is excellent. Note: "Deep emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Emotional Perception | The user can read surface level emotions of those within a 15 foot radius. Control is moderate. Note: "Surface level emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Feel free to use force/magic on Alys.
Emotional Telepathy | The user can read deep emotions of those within a 5 foot radius at will. Control is excellent. Note: "Deep emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Emotional Perception | The user can read surface level emotions of those within a 15 foot radius. Control is moderate. Note: "Surface level emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
