Who: wanda and others When: april & may Where: solvunn, horizon What: catch-all for the month, closed and open prompts within. Warnings: none at the moment, will mark as needed.
[wanda glances at michael as he makes his statement about the fate of those he loved and nothing ever good coming to them. she figures he might mean the soul of the man whose body he inhabits—adam—to look more palatable, as he puts it, without burning her eyes and liquefying her brain. she also figures that he might mean his siblings, tasked with them as the eldest.
she takes a step to the side, raising her head as michael comes to stand near her.
to be put in the same category, ‘dangerous creatures’, as an archangel means a lot to her because it comes from michael, her focus not on what it implies, but rather on how michael works to sympathize with her.]
…this is really out of your area of expertise, isn’t it?
[she huffs, amused, a small smile on her lips to accompany her words. he’s trying to be comforting, and that much isn’t lost on her. she’s quiet for a moment, fingers fidgeting over the shelf at the height of her chin, smoothing her fingers over the surface now devoid of dust, eyes following the aimless journey of her fingers.]
I like him because he knows that I can be dangerous and that I’ve done horrible things, but he’s willing to look beyond that. [“i can fix her”, basically. but that’s just matt’s type. she drags her hands down the shelf, grabbing at another book now.] I know that everyone looks at me and sees my magic, how it defines me, but I like getting to be normal with him.
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she takes a step to the side, raising her head as michael comes to stand near her.
to be put in the same category, ‘dangerous creatures’, as an archangel means a lot to her because it comes from michael, her focus not on what it implies, but rather on how michael works to sympathize with her.]
…this is really out of your area of expertise, isn’t it?
[she huffs, amused, a small smile on her lips to accompany her words. he’s trying to be comforting, and that much isn’t lost on her. she’s quiet for a moment, fingers fidgeting over the shelf at the height of her chin, smoothing her fingers over the surface now devoid of dust, eyes following the aimless journey of her fingers.]
I like him because he knows that I can be dangerous and that I’ve done horrible things, but he’s willing to look beyond that. [“i can fix her”, basically. but that’s just matt’s type. she drags her hands down the shelf, grabbing at another book now.] I know that everyone looks at me and sees my magic, how it defines me, but I like getting to be normal with him.