[this girl must be very brave to be so still among the screams, and alicent herself had almost fled, but the color of the girl's hair and something about her dress - truly, she cannot say, but gods be good she'd not been able to just leave her be, and so she approaches, a dance of hesitance in her steps. the screams are...
...she almost flees again, but she holds fast and thinks of the mother, of the warrior, too, and takes the steps to close a good bit of distance. her voice is very soft, lest she attract more wasps.]
How would you know? Can you tell by looking?
[the wasp frightens her a little, but it's such a small thing on its own. she doesn't know if the other girl's aware of her presence at all, but she speaks anyway. perhaps its out of turn. the dragonfly has her gaze now as much as the girl does. anything else she might have said falls away when it speaks. it seems a warning. maybe she should not have approached, but she's here now.]
alicent hightower ;;; | house of the dragon/f&b | coldblood?
...she almost flees again, but she holds fast and thinks of the mother, of the warrior, too, and takes the steps to close a good bit of distance. her voice is very soft, lest she attract more wasps.]
How would you know? Can you tell by looking?
[the wasp frightens her a little, but it's such a small thing on its own. she doesn't know if the other girl's aware of her presence at all, but she speaks anyway. perhaps its out of turn. the dragonfly has her gaze now as much as the girl does. anything else she might have said falls away when it speaks. it seems a warning. maybe she should not have approached, but she's here now.]