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Gray ([personal profile] gravings) wrote in [personal profile] damnpire 2023-10-24 07:25 am (UTC)

[ Funny that as soon as someone peaceful and well-mannered is placed in front of her, she isn't sure what to do with herself. Dokja's reassuring shoulder pat ends up being completely unassuring, feeling less like a blanket of support and more like a shattered bottle sending a ship off onto the cold, unfeeling ocean. The betrayal is cutting her deep...

She blinks nervously, settling into her seat to look at D across the table. Her posture is good as well, but subtly uncomfortable: stiff shoulders softened by the fluff mantling her cloak, hands folded anxiously under the table.

That said, Dokja's conversational lifeline isn't a bad one. She does have an interest in animals, though she feels he's overselling things a bit. Just because she keeps a pissed off horse for months on end, suddenly she's a horse-lover?? (Though she did love that horse.)

Accepting that Dokja has left her for dead, she speaks up cautiously, voice not quite as soft as D's but close. ]


Um... you have a horse?

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