[ugh, Krista haaaates it out here. the whole steampunk thing should make it candyland for her, but the banality levels out here are pretty harsh. it's like a migraine. she'd kill to find a balefire out here, or anything that isn't drenched in a stubborn disbelief in magic and dreams and the very stuff she's made of.
so when she notices someone not completely non-magical hanging around, she kind of drifts towards them out of a mix of curiosity and 'god finally something that won't give me a splitting headache'. but when she gets closer, she realizes that they're selling jewelry, and that feathers and bones are fairly prominent in the designs...
...and so Sandrine will get Krista, dressed mostly in black and speaking quietly as usual, crouching down to peer at her face as if she can figure her out like a puzzle.]
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so when she notices someone not completely non-magical hanging around, she kind of drifts towards them out of a mix of curiosity and 'god finally something that won't give me a splitting headache'. but when she gets closer, she realizes that they're selling jewelry, and that feathers and bones are fairly prominent in the designs...
...and so Sandrine will get Krista, dressed mostly in black and speaking quietly as usual, crouching down to peer at her face as if she can figure her out like a puzzle.]
Hey, are you...?