Post by yvella strom on Jan 11, 2018 13:41:19 GMT
◣◆◢  The caged bird sings with a fearful trill of things unknown yet longed for still. | apparently, the herbal properties of plants grew stronger in the evening. yvella herself believed the idea was dumb- and she was certain herbologists themselves did not buy the idea (or, at least, had no actual proof). but the notion had led to tradition and tradition was important to the helios knights. as usual, the inspector would be from lux university. as usual, the gardens would be wholly empty except for a few guards, atheneum feeders and the one helios knight escort. as usual, the inspector would arrive at six of the dot-- or, perhaps, not. yvella frowned at the clock. 'late' was already her first judgment of whichever soul would decide to knock on the door. severa sighed. you're on edge. yvella sighed. i know. it was deathly silent except for the flowing of water and the whirring of the temperature regulators. her heels sounded like explosions on marble, and the click-clank of her anklets trailed her every move. the guards might as well have been statues. or sleeping? at last, someone knocked on the door. yvella walked coolly and opened them without missing much of a beat. her eyes scanned the man's features quickly before falling to her feet. "welcome to the helios knights herb hall exhibit b---" sirens were rining in her mind. there was no way, no way that-- |
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ninos knight | mission prompt 
