Pure. Death. (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} ladydeathnesta) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} madisonvalley,@ 2025-04-21 10:51:00 |
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What: a date of sorts
When: Monday evening
Where: outside in the festival
Rating: should be PG=13 at most
Nesta invited Eris to attend the Cherry Blossom Festival with her. She didn't know how he'd feel about gaining and losing his mother in the span of a week. The Dome could suck a lot and this fell under a lot. The High Fae packed food, unsure if tonight would be one of the picnic event nights and even less sure if she and Eris would enjoy sushi.
She wore a cute outfit, while covered up what Nesta liked to ensure stay covered, unless sex was involved. Unlike her youngest sister or the Morrigan, Nesta did not desire to show off copious amounts of cleavage or wear tight clothing.
Eris and she had enjoyed a few nights out of dancing, but, while the tension still ran strongly between the pair, they hadn't kissed or done more than a few touches while dancing and as they parted ways. Nesta liked this, whatever they had, but she'd already broken his heart once, and the Made female needed time to adjust to the emptiness of the bond. With the disappearance of Cassian, plus conversations with Amren and Kenzi, Nesta wanted to take this second chance and live life here as she wanted. Which explained why she was taking dance and aerial classes after work, plus workouts before work. Moving felt great and then on her days off she could see friends or spend the day reading romance novels.
"Oh," she said quietly. "This is...beautiful." Her grey-blue eyes took in everything around her as she looked to see if she'd arrived before Eris.