12-25-2020, 01:54 AM
CAUSE EVEN BLOOD WILL RUN, LIKE THE TEARS OF A SAINT !
Would it be a habit to lay eyes on faces she'd interacted with when they were much younger? First Aurum, of course, then along comes Piers. She did remember the kid, despite maybe not interacting as much as she could have before her demise, but what she did remember was thinking he reminded her of a robot. Of course, she meant that in the nicest way possible, like...more so a robot constantly looking for more information about the world and less the kind that would initiate a world domination plot. Although, it had been some time since she'd been up walking around, so whatever may have happened between Piers and the rest of Tanglewood was lost on her. She hadn't been around to watch the events play out, after all. All she knew was when she knew him he was a child, and now, he was not.
"You've gotten so big since I saw ya last." Speak of the ghostly devil, Arrow couldn't help but mutter the sentence to herself upon arrival, wondering if he would even have the slightest recollection of her, because again, she wasn't exactly a figure that engaged enough with him to stand out, or be even recognizable. But at the very least, whatever may come of meeting face to face once again with the young man, she did still remember when he was a small child. And that memory alone brought a strange sense of painful nostalgia.
Would it be a habit to lay eyes on faces she'd interacted with when they were much younger? First Aurum, of course, then along comes Piers. She did remember the kid, despite maybe not interacting as much as she could have before her demise, but what she did remember was thinking he reminded her of a robot. Of course, she meant that in the nicest way possible, like...more so a robot constantly looking for more information about the world and less the kind that would initiate a world domination plot. Although, it had been some time since she'd been up walking around, so whatever may have happened between Piers and the rest of Tanglewood was lost on her. She hadn't been around to watch the events play out, after all. All she knew was when she knew him he was a child, and now, he was not.
"You've gotten so big since I saw ya last." Speak of the ghostly devil, Arrow couldn't help but mutter the sentence to herself upon arrival, wondering if he would even have the slightest recollection of her, because again, she wasn't exactly a figure that engaged enough with him to stand out, or be even recognizable. But at the very least, whatever may come of meeting face to face once again with the young man, she did still remember when he was a small child. And that memory alone brought a strange sense of painful nostalgia.