even the sky has to cry sometimes //open, intro

ames h. · 02-18-2020, 06:33 AM

The rather happy little one had been quiet as of late, a smile not appearing on her face unless she spoke to one of the younger children. Anyone that knew Eury knew the smile was fake, but she was trying for the children's sake. She wondered if somehow her brother and sister knew of the news, though they have gone against and left, she couldn't help but be curious about if they knew. She doubted it, she doubted they'd even care. So instead she tried to push the thought away, any thought of her siblings away.

Instead, she decided to just, wander, take a walk. The young girl would offer a smile to anyone who greeted her, but as quick as it appeared it would disappear. She probably hadn't seemed this unhappy since her siblings left. But this time it was probably obvious what was wrong, this time she would just stay to herself. Just nodding if asked if she was alright and quickly moving away to not be questioned further.

Though she was so lost in her thought, it was likely she'd end up walking into someone.

//this is actually the worst starter ever but hello

OLLIE. · 02-18-2020, 10:01 PM

[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; color: #494949; font-family: karla; font-size: 8pt; letter-spacing: 0.2px; word-spacing: 1px; margin-top: 10px;"]eurydice was so fragile.

the poor girl's loss didn't just stop at kai— but at her brother and sister, too. they, like many others, lost their way. ended up deciding that their life was somewhere beyond this one and just like that left their little sister behind. not as if she hoped they'd ever bring her into their own mess; she deserved a life of purity, of love, something in which only Abaddon could bring. despite her shame , she'd promised her protection over the younger girl, afraid that if she were left alone those older, more resiliant would take advantage of the girl's tenderheart.

except, she hasn't seen much of her lately. not since last mass, anyway. the mass that announced kai's potential passing was a weight over plenty, including millie herself, but she could only imagine how eury must feel. that girl was . . . quite infatuated with their messiah, something she was unafraid to anyone who raised questions. she was intent on making the move, though. in her head, eventually he'd be the one to post. realize her loyalty, dedication. millie dismissed this as something that'll eventually fade, but she'd imagine she's not taking it well nonetheless.

she doesn't notice eurydice at first; carter tended to demand her attention when she was around him. nearly, she runs into the other. she almost only acknowledges her with a sorry, as any other kid, it's hard to tell how they might respond. only when she notices it's eury does she take a double take, her face softening. "oh hey!" she grinned. "i haven't seen you around. how are you holding up?" it takes millie to really look at her for that question to be answered; behind that trembling facade, she could distinguish the anguish. poor girl. "carter and i were just headin' on down to the stream; he needs a wash. mind comin' with me? tell me what's on your mind."

cosmyn · 02-19-2020, 07:41 AM

[align=center][div style="width: 390px; text-align: justify;"]boy was still new to abaddon, but that didn't stop him from trying to talk to everyone, and hope that at least one of them knew enough french to hold a conversation. of course, that was never the case, and he was stuck just listening to words that sounded wishy-washy, and eventually just giving up and walking away mid-conversation. there was a few that was trying to teach him, mostly children who were curious about the weird words he was saying.

he knew a few things, like.. different foods. he knew peoples names, but that was it. however, he didn't know this girl, it seemed. he wanted to change that, he knew that much. he followed not far behind millie, no really realizing he was following her in the first place, offering a small smile as he pulled his hands from his pockets to wave loosely.

"salut! qui êtes vous?"* he inquired, tilting his head as he spoke.

* hello! who are you?