Trivii`
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- Posted: Wed, 12 Mar 2008 07:32:23 +0000
Evadne flipped her soft silvery hair back over her shoulder, her opal like eyes glittering in the starlight as she strode slowly, gracefully towards the walkway the led up to the Edelsteine shop. A long time in coming, that was the best way to describe her return.
Explaining the sudden decision wasn't on the goddesses list, Evadne simply didn't feel the constant need to justify her actions that had consumed her host. She had simply wanted to be there, so there she was. It was nice.
A sleepless night and seemingly endless inner monologue had lead her back to a place she had never called home, hoping to meet, well she didn't know who, Creation... Destruction... Maybe one of the other dozen or so Gods. She flashed a snowy smile at the darkness and stretched, the pyrite in her skin flashing as she neared the lamp posts outside the shop.
The little voice that had been near to driving her mad for the last week, the nameless muse, was dead. Or at least out of commission. Eva was feeling quite content with her inner victory, quite as though she had finally truly come to life within her hosts body, claiming it as her own.
Dancing a little as she made her way up the walk, wedge heals clicking against the ground and boot cut jeans rustling almost like taffeta as she shuffled, spun and dropped to the steps of the porch, whipping out a silver cigarette case and extracting a clove cigarette, humming as she struck a match and ignited its tip and drawing the spicy sweet smoke into her lungs, the Mountain Goddess looked reflectively out at the world around her. For the moment enjoying the night, Eva exhaled in a slow pale blue haze.
((This RP will enter Eva's Journal, Dated on Talencia's First post.))
Explaining the sudden decision wasn't on the goddesses list, Evadne simply didn't feel the constant need to justify her actions that had consumed her host. She had simply wanted to be there, so there she was. It was nice.
A sleepless night and seemingly endless inner monologue had lead her back to a place she had never called home, hoping to meet, well she didn't know who, Creation... Destruction... Maybe one of the other dozen or so Gods. She flashed a snowy smile at the darkness and stretched, the pyrite in her skin flashing as she neared the lamp posts outside the shop.
The little voice that had been near to driving her mad for the last week, the nameless muse, was dead. Or at least out of commission. Eva was feeling quite content with her inner victory, quite as though she had finally truly come to life within her hosts body, claiming it as her own.
Dancing a little as she made her way up the walk, wedge heals clicking against the ground and boot cut jeans rustling almost like taffeta as she shuffled, spun and dropped to the steps of the porch, whipping out a silver cigarette case and extracting a clove cigarette, humming as she struck a match and ignited its tip and drawing the spicy sweet smoke into her lungs, the Mountain Goddess looked reflectively out at the world around her. For the moment enjoying the night, Eva exhaled in a slow pale blue haze.
((This RP will enter Eva's Journal, Dated on Talencia's First post.))