[ Floating at his father's side, Yinyue tucks one foot up under his knee to watch the wedding procession begin to appear on the stage below. He idly stirs his finger in the air and misty clouds of fog roll in from the sides of the stage, pouring across the boards like a languid beast. The lighting is romantic, subdued, and this is easy to do while still paying attention to other things. ]
Mmmm... Not everyone practices as much as you do on their own, though. [ They should just try harder to be more like Mythos, or just do things to not make Hilda mad at them. It's easy, just don't spray water in her face and you're fine like, 90% of the time. This is her domain, after all. It seems silly to seek her approval and not also give their best, but... that's just, like, his opinion, man. ] It's not like she had to bite anyone.
[ Was that a risk? Uh. Hm. Well, you know how swans are. Anyway. ]
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Mmmm... Not everyone practices as much as you do on their own, though. [ They should just try harder to be more like Mythos, or just do things to not make Hilda mad at them. It's easy, just don't spray water in her face and you're fine like, 90% of the time. This is her domain, after all. It seems silly to seek her approval and not also give their best, but... that's just, like, his opinion, man. ] It's not like she had to bite anyone.
[ Was that a risk? Uh. Hm. Well, you know how swans are. Anyway. ]