( 2 girls 1 cup ) [The flurry of activity doesn't bode well for her. Francesca has lost her trust in this place, and despite the bustle of putting her into her Seelie dress. This one is far more revealing than anything she has worn as of yet, though she keeps her long, brown ringlets down, trying to cover the severe scars over her chest. The only godsend is with her hair down, the gunshot wound in her hairline is already covered, and she makes sure it to be the case with little baby's breath entwined in her hair.
Most likely she can be found in the stands with her Queen, Lauralae. It is not as if she has any skill with weapon, something unbecoming of a lady of her time. But that does not mean she will not come down on occasion. Some of the violence is a little much for her right now. It is all loud, and she would rather slip off away from all the noise and what is happening. It is all a little much for her (though she would not mind anyone's favor).
Otherwise she'll be milling about some of the vendors and shops, interested in the wares, hands behind her back as she walks. The mead is a bit much for her, but she'll be happy promenade with anyone else, quiet herself, but not minding the one on one attentions.]
( ring around the rosey ) [She takes the poppy from the wizard almost immediately regretting it as he fit the fox ears on her head. As she takes those first few steps into the forest, seeing the flora just spawn up around her is amazing. It's a beautiful view of the flowers popping up, the moss and vines growing up around from behind her as she steps forward into this strange realm.
She wants to be eager, to find it so beautiful, but she is tampered, even leery of what might be ahead. The young woman knows she's alone, but she continues forward, feeling how beautiful the sun and light shines in on them in on the clearing she comes upon. Francesca could be content just staying here, it is true. When she does find someone, her hand slips into theirs with a soft smile. There are trees just beyond, heading to the alter, but for now she just looks upon them.]
Would you stay here with me?
ooc: open to wildcards. m/f or f/f for smut. can also do closed prompts. hmu on plurk @ xdombillyx or discord @ crannogmen
francesca bridgerton | bridgerton | current character
[The flurry of activity doesn't bode well for her. Francesca has lost her trust in this place, and despite the bustle of putting her into her Seelie dress. This one is far more revealing than anything she has worn as of yet, though she keeps her long, brown ringlets down, trying to cover the severe scars over her chest. The only godsend is with her hair down, the gunshot wound in her hairline is already covered, and she makes sure it to be the case with little baby's breath entwined in her hair.
Most likely she can be found in the stands with her Queen, Lauralae. It is not as if she has any skill with weapon, something unbecoming of a lady of her time. But that does not mean she will not come down on occasion. Some of the violence is a little much for her right now. It is all loud, and she would rather slip off away from all the noise and what is happening. It is all a little much for her (though she would not mind anyone's favor).
Otherwise she'll be milling about some of the vendors and shops, interested in the wares, hands behind her back as she walks. The mead is a bit much for her, but she'll be happy promenade with anyone else, quiet herself, but not minding the one on one attentions.]
( ring around the rosey )
[She takes the poppy from the wizard almost immediately regretting it as he fit the fox ears on her head. As she takes those first few steps into the forest, seeing the flora just spawn up around her is amazing. It's a beautiful view of the flowers popping up, the moss and vines growing up around from behind her as she steps forward into this strange realm.
She wants to be eager, to find it so beautiful, but she is tampered, even leery of what might be ahead. The young woman knows she's alone, but she continues forward, feeling how beautiful the sun and light shines in on them in on the clearing she comes upon. Francesca could be content just staying here, it is true. When she does find someone, her hand slips into theirs with a soft smile. There are trees just beyond, heading to the alter, but for now she just looks upon them.]
Would you stay here with me?
ooc: open to wildcards. m/f or f/f for smut. can also do closed prompts. hmu on plurk @ xdombillyx or discord @ crannogmen