[ marina is here, her skirt pinched at either end to make a basket of it. inside, flat, smooth stones that she is bringing over to the altar, candles and all. she gives her a tight smile. ]
You know it. Figured I'd finally turn in what I'd been working on.
[ glances at wherever she happens to be settled, previously head down. ]
[ she tips her skirt - smooth stones and on them, carefully scratched in sigils. each of them made up with overlapping angles and curves, small circles. ]
Thought about using wood, but eh. Rocks don't catch flame.
[ and she doesn't expect people to not murder in the church again despite new locations, so. she scurries to drop them off at the alter before coming back to sit beside her as close as she allows. ]
... Mope away though, that's what I think this day is best used for at this point... before we do it all over again.
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You know it. Figured I'd finally turn in what I'd been working on.
[ glances at wherever she happens to be settled, previously head down. ]
What about you?
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[She looks up properly, chin resting atop her hands. She may speak low but she's attentive. Sober, miraculously.]
I'm just moping. Not like I'd pray to our lord Rachel. I don't think visions of Riverdale are gonna help me in these trying times.
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Thought about using wood, but eh. Rocks don't catch flame.
[ and she doesn't expect people to not murder in the church again despite new locations, so. she scurries to drop them off at the alter before coming back to sit beside her as close as she allows. ]
... Mope away though, that's what I think this day is best used for at this point... before we do it all over again.