Re: [B&B: Nimue and Connie]
[It could be said that Nimue's entire genetic line was nuts and in possession of steel balls. It was a rather terrifying combination, but the girl with the dark hair had been born to it, and she wouldn't know normalcy, not beyond things read and places visited. But her life was not like other places, and she was not unaware of that truth. Just as she was not unaware that this undertaking was dangerous. But Nimue was yet young, and perhaps a life led in near isolation had added a touch of recklessness to her character.
She was, however, untrained and unaware of the extent of her abilities. She had no knowledge of wiping people from existence, nor did she truly know if she could alter things with her jaunts into images of the past. She'd only recently learned she could trap things in photographs, and many an unfortunate mouse had ended up in the roaring 20s, never to return again.]
Enter. [The word was spoken imperiously, and perhaps there was a fair bit of playground challenge in Nimue's tone. It was followed by a very displeased crinkle of nose, one born from the notion that should could potentially share any us with this girl. But, curiosity won out, and nasty retorts were swallowed in favor of knowledge.] What do you mean? How will it be different?
[But she did not let go of the other girl's hand. She was not afraid, or so she told herself. She merely desired more information prior to embarking.]