unprays: (❄ they always said that you knew best)
ʟᴀᴅʏ (ʟᴀɴɴɪsᴛᴇʀ) (ʙᴏʟᴛᴏɴ) sᴛᴀʀᴋ ([personal profile] unprays) wrote 2017-07-24 02:16 pm (UTC)

descent one. ❄ newt.

( continued from here )

[ he finds her sitting down, fiddling with the hem of her dress — it is different than the one he saw her in, when they met in the observatory, this one dark grey and silver with fur along her neckline. it seems Darma knew well to clad her like the wolf she is, though her red hair shines all the brighter against the dark of her dress.

when he speaks, she looks up, the initial wariness in her eyes melting away as she recognizes him, his unassuming manner still the same as before, his hair just as much like a bird's nest. and yet, it seems he has fared better than her, after the landing.
]

Newt, [ she greets with a smile, glancing down at her dress and the way its hem is torn, missing a triangular piece, along with some tears in the cloth from both the landing and the rough walk over some of the scrap metal and rougher foliage. ]

I made it here in one piece, unlike my poor dress. I suppose it's rather silly, to worry about it out here. [ she brushes her hands against the front of her dress and stands up. ] And you? I hope you're unharmed.

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