faefeasts: the midwinter gala - IC

[Gemma was never particularly found of sweets yet when the dessert was served to her there was no hesitation as it came to her lips. She didn't feel a change mentally, yet when her mouth opened... Then several wisps swarmed her with voices, she was starting to get agitated.]

With everyone going back and forth about feelings and honesty... I'm waiting for blood to be shed or emotions to go haywire. This is quite interesting.

[Her dry voice breaks through, pondering, edged by curiosity masking itself as dullness, or perhaps that is the intent.]

Who knew so many broken hearts could still beat so fiercely. Tell me, what is it you're so afraid of?

Who: Gemma and Isegrim
What: TBD. Dancing could be likely, Conversation.
Where: Ballroom
When: After the potions plot
Warnings: TBD, will update as necessary

( Just because something isn't happening for you right now, doesn't mean that it will never happen )

From the sounds that came from the labyrinth, I'm taking a majority of you enjoyed yourselves. I cannot wait that for the fun to continue and that the King and Queen don't make us wait too long before the next adventure is announced.

[Wisp to Licking at my fingers]
I'm taking it, that you do not need my assistance now that you are not under the influence?

[Wisp to Aelius]
I hope that amidst all of this that you were not swayed by another's body and that you found your Winter.

[With a voice utterly laced with amusement.] I do hope you all had quite the time.

I know I certainly did.

[She stirs around a bonfire, her hands twirling with flames reaching towards the pyre. The citrine jewels sparking to life as the floating embers caress her burning skin]

Would anyone care to join me in a dance?

Wha-- [A sigh of confusion, with just a hint of frustration] I don't even... know... Wha-- [Another frustrated growl.] What is this thing? [Someone is very confused about this 'wisp' thing.]

[her voice is low, cool, and slightly distracted.]

I am not impressed.

I expected the palace to be in ruins by now.

[Only one more... there, it was done. As a flame ignited in the palm of her hand, Gemma finished off another gleaming piece of jewelry.]

I believe I have finished what you asked of me.

How goes that commission, little ember?

Who: Gemma and Aelius
What: A present
When: After a talk
Where: The Ballroom
Warnings: Should there be?

( A ball of fire rested in his hands, keeping whatever it was hidden )

[ranvir, fiach, talos, gemma, aoife, oletha, arda, aimee, nia]

This? Is the best Midsummer feast we've ever had.

[A scorched parchment reaches to the Sun lord, words have been scratched along the coarse groves and mounds of the dying paper.]

It has been too long since I've been graced by your Sun's presence. My flames haven't been quite as alive as before. Tell me, are you still chasing after that bitter cold? Will you be able to melt her, or will she destroy your glow?

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