[ Alexandrie hums a denial as she finishes the movement herself, settling comfortably against him once there. She pulls at a chain around her neck, fishing an unfamiliar pendant from her bodice and laying it on her palm to show to him.
It’s gold. Old, with a few marks on it not part of the filigree pattern, but polished and well cared for— and more than a pendant, it seems, for when she thumbs a little almost imperceptible catch it swings open to reveal a miniature painting of a couple, in the other half an engraving:
As certain as the stars above: Though life may cease, yet never love. E’en when the Maker’s arms I’ve known True rest I’ll find in yours alone.
CE ABG
She offers it out for him to look further. ]
I found it amongst the jewelry in the smuggler’s den Gigi and I went to raid in Antiva.
[ A quiet breath. ]
I do not know if they live, or if it passed to another, but... someone is missing this dearly. I thought perhaps you might enjoy to put our heads and skills together and play at being good to restore it.
[ She’s looking up now, smiling tentatively as she looks at his face to see what she can read there. ]
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Date: 2021-04-27 07:02 pm (UTC)It’s gold. Old, with a few marks on it not part of the filigree pattern, but polished and well cared for— and more than a pendant, it seems, for when she thumbs a little almost imperceptible catch it swings open to reveal a miniature painting of a couple, in the other half an engraving:
As certain as the stars above:
Though life may cease, yet never love.
E’en when the Maker’s arms I’ve known
True rest I’ll find in yours alone.
CE
ABG
She offers it out for him to look further. ]
I found it amongst the jewelry in the smuggler’s den Gigi and I went to raid in Antiva.
[ A quiet breath. ]
I do not know if they live, or if it passed to another, but... someone is missing this dearly. I thought perhaps you might enjoy to put our heads and skills together and play at being good to restore it.
[ She’s looking up now, smiling tentatively as she looks at his face to see what she can read there. ]
Bastien too, if he likes.