[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: georgia;"]"I wish I had a needle and thread, finest that could sew. I'd sew that pretty girl to my side, and down the road I'd go~"
Imperia practically skips as she wanders through the plains. For some reason, she is in an usually happy mood. Happier than usual, at least. A wide, warm smile decorates her lovely visage as she sings to herself, luminious silver eyes shutting briefly as she breathes in the scent of the brilliant wilds. Wildflowers and grass and earth all mingle together to create a wonderful scent. "Shady grove, my little love. Shady grove, I know. Shady grove, my little love--I'm bound for shady grove!" It is no secret that Imperia is a romantic. She spends most of her days appreciating the beauty of nature whilst singing love songs and daydreaming about finding the one. Perhaps it is a little naive and childish, but everyone has their thing to help them escape. Some people smoke, some people drink, some people are...promiscuous. And Peri? She just daydreams. It's not the worst pastime. In fact, it's kind of sweet in an innocent sort of way.
The girl is not paying much attention to wear she's going. A crown of crow flowers and daisies sits lopsided on her head, partially obscuring her left eye as she dances to the melody playing in her head. "Cheeks as red as the bloomin' rose and eyes of the prettiest brown. She is the darling of my heart, the prettiest girl in town!" her voice is soft and sweet, albeit a little breathless. The girl has been running around for a while now, picking flowers and reading and singing and playing in the stream. As she skips along, Miss Imperia happens upon Gabriel and Versailles talking to an unfamiliar youth. Curious, she decides to approach, momentarily abandoning her song to try and make friends.
"Bonjour! Hello!" the french girl greets with a warm smile, argent eyes seeming to sparkle. yeah, her friendliness is a little much right now. But she is just so happy that she cannot contain herself. Tomorrow she will surely revert back to her reserved self. Imperia does not get much closer to Myliu than the other two individuals, hanging back near Versailles because subconsciously she is more comfortable around females than males. Shining eyes the color of moon dust flicker over to the injured youth before her, and she sinks into a resting position on her stomach to get more on his level. "My name is Imperia, but you can call me Peri," she introduces in that gentle voice of hers. She breaks eye contact for a moment to retrieve something out of her bag, pushing the flower crown up with one paw so that she can see better. Then she turns back with a mouthful of flowers. "Would you like a flower? I have a lot." It's almost nauseating how friendly she's being. But it's not so bad. At least she is not being mean, or anything. And maybe it's because Peri has a crush. Who knows? She sure doesn't.
/ lol sorry this post is everywhere
Imperia practically skips as she wanders through the plains. For some reason, she is in an usually happy mood. Happier than usual, at least. A wide, warm smile decorates her lovely visage as she sings to herself, luminious silver eyes shutting briefly as she breathes in the scent of the brilliant wilds. Wildflowers and grass and earth all mingle together to create a wonderful scent. "Shady grove, my little love. Shady grove, I know. Shady grove, my little love--I'm bound for shady grove!" It is no secret that Imperia is a romantic. She spends most of her days appreciating the beauty of nature whilst singing love songs and daydreaming about finding the one. Perhaps it is a little naive and childish, but everyone has their thing to help them escape. Some people smoke, some people drink, some people are...promiscuous. And Peri? She just daydreams. It's not the worst pastime. In fact, it's kind of sweet in an innocent sort of way.
The girl is not paying much attention to wear she's going. A crown of crow flowers and daisies sits lopsided on her head, partially obscuring her left eye as she dances to the melody playing in her head. "Cheeks as red as the bloomin' rose and eyes of the prettiest brown. She is the darling of my heart, the prettiest girl in town!" her voice is soft and sweet, albeit a little breathless. The girl has been running around for a while now, picking flowers and reading and singing and playing in the stream. As she skips along, Miss Imperia happens upon Gabriel and Versailles talking to an unfamiliar youth. Curious, she decides to approach, momentarily abandoning her song to try and make friends.
"Bonjour! Hello!" the french girl greets with a warm smile, argent eyes seeming to sparkle. yeah, her friendliness is a little much right now. But she is just so happy that she cannot contain herself. Tomorrow she will surely revert back to her reserved self. Imperia does not get much closer to Myliu than the other two individuals, hanging back near Versailles because subconsciously she is more comfortable around females than males. Shining eyes the color of moon dust flicker over to the injured youth before her, and she sinks into a resting position on her stomach to get more on his level. "My name is Imperia, but you can call me Peri," she introduces in that gentle voice of hers. She breaks eye contact for a moment to retrieve something out of her bag, pushing the flower crown up with one paw so that she can see better. Then she turns back with a mouthful of flowers. "Would you like a flower? I have a lot." It's almost nauseating how friendly she's being. But it's not so bad. At least she is not being mean, or anything. And maybe it's because Peri has a crush. Who knows? She sure doesn't.
/ lol sorry this post is everywhere