another day, another appearance. such was their life since the fold came down around them, their goal combined; a peaceful ravka, a place for the grisha to live, to thrive. it was more than she could have imagined. appearances still seemed to be something that they had to keep up, meetings and dramatic demonstrations of how they brought down the fold, all lent themselves to their regular weeks. but this? this was keeping the grisha in people’s good spirits, it was giving them safety, a place to call HOME. but things would change, and soon. they had to. “ do you think someone should dress as a volcra this time? “ her brows raised as she glanced over at him, kefta still hung where she could see it. “ i’m just saying, it might give a little more flare and surprise if one suddenly jumped out from behind someone. maybe grab one of the delegates from the wandering isle? “ a smile graced her features before she wandered over, one hand grazing his shoulder before she reached for the kefta hanging up, turning to him with it in hand. “ come on, let’s get this on you. they’re expecting us to look our absolute best out there later. “ ━━ ✦ @merzcst // aleks.
