New In Town

[reedyserpents]

A pale woman lies on a pile of ornate cushions somewhere in the forum. Her chest moved slowly with each breath as she slumbered, and she clutched a brochure that someone left laying beside her. She wore a long, silky, dress that matched the color of her coppery red hair. The dress was a little too long though. People who passed seemed to be tripping on it quite a bit. Not that it seemed to stir her from her deep sleep.

Perhaps someone should wake the girl and ask her to move? Or at least change?

((OOC: New here, with an odd muse. Taking a crack at a humanized sun goddess from silent hill Info link in her bio. So sort of an oc?))

Comments

[magnetite_plz]

Holy carp! Free cushion nap time? Hell yes.

Nekomata is all over that. After seeing the lady not stirring for a while, the demon will slink down from her perch and claim a corner of the cushions for herself before curling into a tight ball and nuzzling in for some zzz's.

For a rumor monger, she doens't seem to do work very much.

[brave_heart_verity]

((Before I tag in, Verity's got a lie-detecting curse on her; if you'd rather not deal, that's cool, just let me know.))

[shardofwinter]

A pretty lady is all well and good, but it's not nearly so tempting to be polite and flirtatious when it's Winter time. Reynard can't help himself. Seemingly from nowhere, a large pile of snow drops on top of her. He'll stand back and try to hide his grinning.

[emboldsursicklyspirit]

It was strange, truly, for this Plain Doll to feel an urge, a desire. From the edges of the Nexus, where the mist never truly fades in the light of day, she walked to the forum. She did not know why, only that...she had to.

And so she came, to look upon a Great One.

What a peculiar situation, for she did not know consciously of the woman's true nature, and yet she remained, staring from a distance. It was some time before she ventured somewhat closer and broke the awkward silence with a simple question.

"Are you cold...?"

[fruktansvard]

"Long day?" Fabian asked, having squatted a safe space length from the one in sleep.