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I should get my Ruby expy built sometime.
Heedless of dignity or protocol, Rose drags the courier out of the rain, under a bright awning that barely protects them from the deluge. Droplets spatter the parchment from where they drip from short black bangs. “Is this a…formal dinner? Do I need to look professional or nice? Well, I can ask my dad tonight.” Rapid-fire questions break off as silver eyes turn pensive. I wonder if we still have that dress Mom got me. I hope it doesn’t smell after all these years. Ew. “I’ll be there! Does she need a hunting party? Well, I’ll find out. But I’ll certainly accept her offer! Um, to dinner at least. So yes.” An awkward smile is offered to end the verbal downpour, as Rose tugs on the blade cover to her scythe.
Hmm, time to make up her full name before it locks...
Things are percolating. Need to fit her into Sasserine and check character options to see what works. I imagine with two spontaneous casters we'll live and die on our spell selection. |