Daytime, nighttime, not like there's ever been a difference for Erin, even before losing her sight. She happens on Ava by accident, and for a long moment she just stands there, wondering.
But...she can't do nothing. Not out here in the cold, where there be monsters.
Erin takes her time, getting seated comfortably a good five feet from Ava. She sighs, softly, and murmurs: "This one needs rest. You good for it?"
And Spring sayeth to her: Always, my friend.
Her Mantle pops faintly, filling the night air with sex and gunpowder, with lavender and charcoal and the promise of rain; it settles around Ava, and in an instant her body has everything it might need - rest, relaxation, a full belly, just as if she'd had a full day of pampering.
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But...she can't do nothing. Not out here in the cold, where there be monsters.
Erin takes her time, getting seated comfortably a good five feet from Ava. She sighs, softly, and murmurs: "This one needs rest. You good for it?"
And Spring sayeth to her: Always, my friend.
Her Mantle pops faintly, filling the night air with sex and gunpowder, with lavender and charcoal and the promise of rain; it settles around Ava, and in an instant her body has everything it might need - rest, relaxation, a full belly, just as if she'd had a full day of pampering.
Glorious.
Louder, though still gentle: "Ava."