08-19-2020, 10:23 PM
Georgia had been one of the few to sprawl herself across the small clearing, trying to achieve a nap or any form of rest. Today was a high fatigue day; which meant spending more of the day asleep than awake. It wasn't restful sleep, though; her dreams were plagued with snippets of her father's death mingled with Sam's: clouds and fog and thunder...large crowds and sobbing people. From each dream she woke, only to forget the entire thing in an instant, and fall asleep again.
When Keigo sat down and began to introduce himself, Geo was already half awake, and lazily rolled over so she could see who was talking. He looked unfamiliar, but seemed to have a mouth and some charm. It left a bit of a bad taste in her mouth, as it reminded her of Calem - whom she hadn't seen around, but assumed he was here somewhere. The difference between the two was that Calem's flirting was...almost disgusting, where Keigo's flirting just seemed like he was being overly polite. She could tolerate that, she supposed. Who knew; maybe he could make her blush.
Hauling herself to her feet, the girl joined the small group, taking a moment to stretch and shake out her pale fur with a yawn. Her leather cuffs rustled about on her legs and one of her necklaces nearly poked her in the eye. It was only a few steps to join the circle, which meant she got up just to lay down again, though this time she neatly tucked her paws beneath her, eyes blinking in an effort to clear the sleepy fog from her brain. "Keigo, hm?" She echoed, stifling another yawn. "I'm Georgia."
The somali listened, partially absorbing the information that he was spitting out; her attention only truly focused when Roxanne corrected him. "No, no; call her Lady Roxanne. Secretly, she likes it." Georgia tacked on, a grin dancing on her lips. When Roxie chastised him for overstepping his boundaries, she snorted. "Oh, c'mon; he's not as bad as the last one," If Georgia wasn't trying to drown him, then he couldn't possibly be that bad.
When Keigo sat down and began to introduce himself, Geo was already half awake, and lazily rolled over so she could see who was talking. He looked unfamiliar, but seemed to have a mouth and some charm. It left a bit of a bad taste in her mouth, as it reminded her of Calem - whom she hadn't seen around, but assumed he was here somewhere. The difference between the two was that Calem's flirting was...almost disgusting, where Keigo's flirting just seemed like he was being overly polite. She could tolerate that, she supposed. Who knew; maybe he could make her blush.
Hauling herself to her feet, the girl joined the small group, taking a moment to stretch and shake out her pale fur with a yawn. Her leather cuffs rustled about on her legs and one of her necklaces nearly poked her in the eye. It was only a few steps to join the circle, which meant she got up just to lay down again, though this time she neatly tucked her paws beneath her, eyes blinking in an effort to clear the sleepy fog from her brain. "Keigo, hm?" She echoed, stifling another yawn. "I'm Georgia."
The somali listened, partially absorbing the information that he was spitting out; her attention only truly focused when Roxanne corrected him. "No, no; call her Lady Roxanne. Secretly, she likes it." Georgia tacked on, a grin dancing on her lips. When Roxie chastised him for overstepping his boundaries, she snorted. "Oh, c'mon; he's not as bad as the last one," If Georgia wasn't trying to drown him, then he couldn't possibly be that bad.
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THE SEA WAVES ARE MY EVENING GOWN:
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[glow=#3e4242,200,600]YOU ARE THE RITE OF MOVEMENT[/glow]
*:･ﾟ✧ — georgia sarris-rosi — demigod of the sea — tags