by Christine Daye » Wed Dec 13, 2017 10:18 pm
Christine's eyes get wider and wider at Violetta's request, until they are as wide as they can go, luminous and worried. But, not trusting her voice not to squeak, she nods silently to Violetta in agreement.
It's a simple request... and it would not do to deny the Justicar something so simple...
As quietly as she can, without being so crass as to use her obfuscate, she rises and makes her way up to the scary third floor with the beautiful Toreador.
...all will be well, Christine... you don't have to do anything you don't want to... I know dark clouds will gather 'round me... I know my way is steep and rough ... but beauteous fields lie just beyond me ... where souls redeemed their vigil keep.... I'm going there to meet my lover... she said she'd meet me when I come ... I'm just a-going over Jordan ... I'm just a-going over home...
Christine Daye - Malkavian neonate, harper and mezzo-soprano
Courteous, Acclaimed
Favoured by Antigone, Ashwin Major
Last night she came to me, my dead love came in((OOC - Sarah Callaghan,
sorcha.ni@gmail.com))