11-28-2021, 11:47 AM
oceane
a little white light
in a sea gone black
in a sea gone black
There's something about the turquoise stallion that Oceane immediately takes a liking to. A life of diplomacy has taught her that some relationships need steady strenuous effort, that they must be worked toward. Even if they don't start out particularly rocky, there are just some acquaintances that wil never become more than just that. But her favorite part of diplomacy has always been the individals she happens upon who make her feel, right from the start, that they will be fast friends.
She had felt that way with the late Lepis. With Leilan. With Aquaria. And though it had been a long while since the genie had seen any of them, she has no doubt that a reunion with either Leilan or Aquaria would feel as if there'd never been a lapse in their time together.
The start of her conversation with Ahti feels similarly, and the bygone Queen of Loess leans into it. It would be good to have a new friend. She chuckles at his assessment of Loess' topography, gaze flicking briefly to the fin that flares at his spine. She nods her understanding. “I'd always favored the sea until I found Loess. An old friend of mine, Aquaria, once welcomed me to her home on Ischia - if I were not so attached to the foothills at the time, I likely would have up and moved in there.”
Their conversation returns to their mutual intrusion of Tephra and she laughs, nodding her agreement to his offer. “And it would be my pleasure to be escorted,” she responds as they begin to walk side-by-side before throwing a playful side-eye in his direction, “but if whatever Tephran we find is upset with our intrusion, I'm telling them you told me you already lived here.”
The grin that twists her lips upward remains as they begin their trek further into the volcanic jungle. The humidity clings to her frame, though it is not unwelcome. The warmth seeps into her bones, and for the first time since her relocation to Sylva, Oceane feels a sense of comfort and confidence once more.
“Where is it you lived before this, Ahti?”
She had felt that way with the late Lepis. With Leilan. With Aquaria. And though it had been a long while since the genie had seen any of them, she has no doubt that a reunion with either Leilan or Aquaria would feel as if there'd never been a lapse in their time together.
The start of her conversation with Ahti feels similarly, and the bygone Queen of Loess leans into it. It would be good to have a new friend. She chuckles at his assessment of Loess' topography, gaze flicking briefly to the fin that flares at his spine. She nods her understanding. “I'd always favored the sea until I found Loess. An old friend of mine, Aquaria, once welcomed me to her home on Ischia - if I were not so attached to the foothills at the time, I likely would have up and moved in there.”
Their conversation returns to their mutual intrusion of Tephra and she laughs, nodding her agreement to his offer. “And it would be my pleasure to be escorted,” she responds as they begin to walk side-by-side before throwing a playful side-eye in his direction, “but if whatever Tephran we find is upset with our intrusion, I'm telling them you told me you already lived here.”
The grin that twists her lips upward remains as they begin their trek further into the volcanic jungle. The humidity clings to her frame, though it is not unwelcome. The warmth seeps into her bones, and for the first time since her relocation to Sylva, Oceane feels a sense of comfort and confidence once more.
“Where is it you lived before this, Ahti?”