Tiffanian
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Re: Evelen (Tiffanian)
Evelen watched intently as the two figures got closer, the misty corridor preventing her from really getting a good look at them. Of course, then one of them called out “mama,” and she had to smile. Next she heard Celesta’s voice, and she called out "yeah, it’s me" as she started to approach them now, putting up her weapon. Soon enough Suzanne was in her arms, the soft, warm skin against hers, and she felt so happy at having found them. "I’m happy to have found you too" she replied, smiling as she looked to Celesta, though she couldn’t see her. "I don’t guess you’ve seen or heard of Teresa?" she asked, letting out a surprised gasp when she felt the plant-girl press up against her back.
Even then, though, there was a hint of paranoia that crept into her. As her daughter proclaimed that she was hungry and weak, and that the rations didn’t do anything to help, she began to take off the strips of cloth that now covered the brunette’s breasts, and though she was filled with her maternal instincts, something told her that something wasn’t right. Maybe it was just that she couldn’t see either of them in this fog, or maybe it was the giggling thing that had been behind her… "This isn’t a safe place, something is behind us in this mist" she said quickly, pushing Suzanne away just a bit, "let’s get to a place where we can see what’s following us, and then we can take care of that in relative safety."
Evelen watched intently as the two figures got closer, the misty corridor preventing her from really getting a good look at them. Of course, then one of them called out “mama,” and she had to smile. Next she heard Celesta’s voice, and she called out "yeah, it’s me" as she started to approach them now, putting up her weapon. Soon enough Suzanne was in her arms, the soft, warm skin against hers, and she felt so happy at having found them. "I’m happy to have found you too" she replied, smiling as she looked to Celesta, though she couldn’t see her. "I don’t guess you’ve seen or heard of Teresa?" she asked, letting out a surprised gasp when she felt the plant-girl press up against her back.
Even then, though, there was a hint of paranoia that crept into her. As her daughter proclaimed that she was hungry and weak, and that the rations didn’t do anything to help, she began to take off the strips of cloth that now covered the brunette’s breasts, and though she was filled with her maternal instincts, something told her that something wasn’t right. Maybe it was just that she couldn’t see either of them in this fog, or maybe it was the giggling thing that had been behind her… "This isn’t a safe place, something is behind us in this mist" she said quickly, pushing Suzanne away just a bit, "let’s get to a place where we can see what’s following us, and then we can take care of that in relative safety."