01-20-2021, 05:33 AM
CAUSE EVEN BLOOD WILL RUN, LIKE THE TEARS OF A SAINT !
The entirety of the last few days had left her nothing short of shaken up, which wasn't anything new to Arrow, not in the slightest, but she had come to the realization that she'd severely lacked some company throughout the shitshow route her life ( and death ) had taken. It had been long enough that she hadn't even given it much thought until Elsweyr had offered her comfort during the funeral service recently, and suddenly offering the woman shelter after watching her home burn to smoldering ash felt a little more...real. There was, of course, the possibility of having enough fire, but she both figured that Els had worked out the issue a little bit on her own, and Arrow didn't feel any loss at the idea of the place going up. She'd spent enough time staring at the inside feeling like an outsider and thinking about everything that had taken place in and out of the building. People who'd been in and out.
However, she was starting to accept the place a little more knowing it was going to have some use again.
"I am indeed in, but now, i'm out." Arrow responded, passing through the wall just beside the door Elsweyr had knocked on a few seconds or so earlier, with a big stupid grin on her face from her own equally stupid joke. She hoped it wasn't, y'know, some sort of rule that passing through solid walls wasn't a great first impression when letting someone stay in your house. Speaking of, did that technically mean Eslweyr was going to be living in a haunted house? "That was a dumb joke, actually. I'll answer whatever question ya got, Elsie. Shoot."
The entirety of the last few days had left her nothing short of shaken up, which wasn't anything new to Arrow, not in the slightest, but she had come to the realization that she'd severely lacked some company throughout the shitshow route her life ( and death ) had taken. It had been long enough that she hadn't even given it much thought until Elsweyr had offered her comfort during the funeral service recently, and suddenly offering the woman shelter after watching her home burn to smoldering ash felt a little more...real. There was, of course, the possibility of having enough fire, but she both figured that Els had worked out the issue a little bit on her own, and Arrow didn't feel any loss at the idea of the place going up. She'd spent enough time staring at the inside feeling like an outsider and thinking about everything that had taken place in and out of the building. People who'd been in and out.
However, she was starting to accept the place a little more knowing it was going to have some use again.
"I am indeed in, but now, i'm out." Arrow responded, passing through the wall just beside the door Elsweyr had knocked on a few seconds or so earlier, with a big stupid grin on her face from her own equally stupid joke. She hoped it wasn't, y'know, some sort of rule that passing through solid walls wasn't a great first impression when letting someone stay in your house. Speaking of, did that technically mean Eslweyr was going to be living in a haunted house? "That was a dumb joke, actually. I'll answer whatever question ya got, Elsie. Shoot."