asernolonger:
Partially out of old habit, and partially out of sheer boredom, Selenie regularly took to exploring the realm she had long since been forced to call home, usually through the skies, but every so often, she landed and would let her wings rest for a moment. Even a well-trained veteran soldier turned god-slayer had her limits.
It was as dull as ever. Aside from the occasional pile of shit that she beat down into oblivion to protect the innocent, which was mere child’s play for the likes of her, nothing was really happening at the moment-
She blinked as she felt something bump into her armored body, at about the height of her waist. She looked down, to see what looked like a young Midlander Hyur before her, looking at her with a rather… neutral expression. Neither angry nor happy… just… staring.
It was nothing Selenie was a stranger to-people stared at her all of the time. Her appearance wasn’t exactly a normal one. Still, the disgraced Dragoon was a bit worried-not because she was being stared at, but because one, she could sense that there was something a bit different about this youngling, and two, there was no sign of her caretakers anywhere, at least, as far as Selenie could tell.
“Err… are you lost? What’s your name?” She asked, clearly a fair bit out of her element, but wanting to help nonetheless.
@parasolbitxh
@asernolonger
Slowly blinking her eyes at the taller female she had her head cocked to the side in confusion hearing her hesitation and question. Did this lady really think Neo was... a lost child? Or just... who knows what really. Neo couldn’t tell, but it did amuse her to no end.
As she continued to stare a tug on her lips happened as her eyes never diverted from the taller woman. Would she be able to understand her mute self? As she continued to stare she realized that judging by her hesitation she wouldn’t. Clearly interacting and trying to figure out things she was out of her element.
Letting her left hand continue to hold the parasol she moved her right hand behind her reaching for her phone. Retrieving the item she shook her head ‘no’ to her first question. God, this women was freakishly tall. Did other people have their necks strained while talking to her? Granted, it wasn’t her fault per say.
She was in the slight curious about the female. It wasn’t like she would ever meet someone as tall as her back in Remnant. As she remembered the second portion of the question she asked Neopolitan pointed to her hair indicating that she was named after the ice cream, but then stopped as she began to wonder - did this.... person know what that even was?
Bringing her right hand she brought her phone up to her face as she began texting.
[TXT] Neopolitan.










