Wrong Color Scheme || Morgan and Lukas
“Come on lets go! They got bashy things in the market place!” Morgan called, grabbing the man’s hand and dragging him along with her. She was in a rush, so the first person who felt like Alm, she grabbed. Certainly he was pretty like Alm, and he.... reeks of Alm... And she had to constant weird feeling she had seen him thousands of years ago like Alm.... So it was obviously Alm.
“Wait a second.” She said, slowing to a stop as she realized, her hand wasn’t really burning. She looked into her hand seeing another, clad in a red/brown glove, looked up the generally toned arm, and took the red custom teacher person uniform. Then she looked at his face and frowned.
He was not the blue she had gotten accustomed with Alm, HE WAS RED! THE COMPLETELY WRONG COLOR SCHEME! But he was very pretty. She let go of his hand with a start, recoiling as if she had grabbed a porcupine. Though.... she stared intently at the man...
“You’re not Alm but.....” You really do reek of Alm and Celica though, her thoughts completed. Morgan thought for a moment, before recognizing he could have known them from where ever they came from. Valentia? Whatever it was called?
“You’re very red.” Morgan concluded, giving a strong and confident nod.
“You’re from.... Valentia? Or are you Alm in a red wig?” Morgan asked, reaching up as if to try and grab his hair.
@unbalancing-act
