{SE} beauty and brains

Seraphina

the artificer

it's cold, it's dark, it's deep and it's wet
and you ain't gonna make it if you don't let someone in

It’s easy for Sera to get lost in her work – something she does often enough that she tends to hyper focus and fixate on it until it’s finished in a way that she feels comfortable with taking a pause. So when Maeve leans forward to focus on it, to explain the dimensions and parameters for how large to make it, Sera nods – unsure of how tall her taller guests are, but imagining that seven feet should be more than enough. She readjusts, fixes, and writes down on a separate piece of paper the dimensions of said space, before she’s focusing on the other side.

The personal space has Sera’s gaze lifting to Maeve with the explanation, writing down the notes of that on a separate piece, before she’s readjusting the blueprints now to fit the slant and where a bed may be able to go compared to windows as well as the section where the shower and bath would go, making sure that it’s connected to the rest of the plumbing designs she’s interlaced into the building. “Alright… How does this look, Madame?” She hums when it’s finalized, sliding the 3D print of the blueprints over for Maeve to inspect, leaning back in her seat to sip delicately from her drink.

darlin', darlin', why don't you sleep at night?
the colder the heart, the warmer the gun