Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2012 20:12:54 GMT -5
Natasha was here because she needed a quiet spot to clear her head after the craziness she'd been put through during halloween. Egeria was here because, despite the strange and unsettling feeling of actually being fully human for a night, she had decided that her plan to impersonate a Russian Princess in order to appear normal enough for Milo's tastes. Egeria also was aware that Milo was somewhere nearby and, if she was lucky, he'd spot her and seek her out and she could finally put her plan into action. If her calculations where correct, she'd be able to steer him clear of that unsavory god and thus save his life. Egeria was not often one to meddle in the business of the gods, in fact, she made a point to often avoid them, but she wasn't about to let poor Mr. Thatch's life be destroyed while she turned the other way. She'd made it her goal in life to help people, and so help people she must.
It was quite cold out, though Egeria did not feel even the tinniest bit of the chilly winter's bite given her ability to bring springtime with her wherever she went. Natasha, on the other hand, was only human, and therefore, Egeria had to bundle her new form up in a puffy maroon coat, jeans and a pretty gray scarf. Her long blonde hair fell about her shoulders like a wavy curtain and gathered bits of falling snow. She'd wandered into the playground and taken a seat on one of the swings and hovered back and forth idly. Her blue eyes remained mostly to the ground, in a thoughtful fashion, though certainly no one could guess that her thoughts where not those of a Princess Natasha looking for a way to save her home.
It was quite cold out, though Egeria did not feel even the tinniest bit of the chilly winter's bite given her ability to bring springtime with her wherever she went. Natasha, on the other hand, was only human, and therefore, Egeria had to bundle her new form up in a puffy maroon coat, jeans and a pretty gray scarf. Her long blonde hair fell about her shoulders like a wavy curtain and gathered bits of falling snow. She'd wandered into the playground and taken a seat on one of the swings and hovered back and forth idly. Her blue eyes remained mostly to the ground, in a thoughtful fashion, though certainly no one could guess that her thoughts where not those of a Princess Natasha looking for a way to save her home.