[ river likes the way claire talks, she decides as she watches and listens. it's sweet but not overly cheerful like kaylee's endless optimism or subtle like inara's meditative calm. still calming, though, and kind through and through. the label of 'the empress' would suit her, if only she knew.
as it is, river juts out her lower lip and speaks with a quiet note of disdain. ]
They called her a 'Fool.' Not exactly wrong but it's impolite.
[ as if she knows anything about proper manners! ]
In Castle Thorne. They're stuffy, like kǒngquè lùchū pìgu. But it's not so bad. The gardens are pretty.
[ she still doesn't trust them, the thornean mages. but claire's clothes don't look like the overt elegance of their general fashion and demeanor. river tilts her head curiously. ]
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as it is, river juts out her lower lip and speaks with a quiet note of disdain. ]
They called her a 'Fool.' Not exactly wrong but it's impolite.
[ as if she knows anything about proper manners! ]
In Castle Thorne. They're stuffy, like kǒngquè lùchū pìgu. But it's not so bad. The gardens are pretty.
[ she still doesn't trust them, the thornean mages. but claire's clothes don't look like the overt elegance of their general fashion and demeanor. river tilts her head curiously. ]
You're from somewhere else? Are they nice to you?