8 ☽ ACTION ☾ GHOULS

[berthierite]

THE SCENE

[ In one of the back alleys of the City, dark and out of the way, an interesting sculpture has been formed. Berthier's element is not fire but ice, and the back lot that her ghoulish sisters had cornered her in has been coated with it. The three women frozen at the very center; enshrined with mouths twisted. The ice is thick and impenetrable, glittering subtly in what sunlight reaches the concealed location. ]

THE WOMAN

[ And not so far away from this icy prison, Berthier can be found bitterly fighting back her tears. The claw marks down her arms are nothing compared to her aching heart. Why her sisters? Why. ]

Comments

[mortemscintilla]

[ ~shiver me timbers~ ]

I'm not sure yet. [ He notes how she turns the question around on him. These women must be from her world. ] I've been avoiding going outdoors. Except for grocery runs.

[berthierite]

You don't want to see your friends, your family?

[Yeah, all the questions for you.]

[mortemscintilla]

N-Not in the state the City's made them. It feels like the Deities are insulting us and our memories of them.

[berthierite]

And it is a grave insult.

[Someone is mad :) Does it feel extra chilly right now?]