Grey skin, fins, flitting pixie wings and all, Feferi would have stood out among the worst of what a city could offer on any given sidewalk at any given time. The wild splashes of gold and neon in her attire? Well, go big or go home, right!
She's content waiting for this "Bachelor One" to accompany her on her journey for pizza and a little island exploration, soaking up the brilliant Earth sunlight and mild weather. No dim and dark seasons are a definite plus in her book. It's also nice to be someplace real for a change, she thinks, instead of being trapped in a patchwork of dreams and memory gleaned from the brains of the dead. She didn't really mind that either, oh no, but this reality is a rare chance, and hell if she's not going to seize it. Being doomed wasn't so bad, but it could get awfully monotonous at times.
So with her nose nearly halfway into traffic, Feferi stands tippy toe on the sidewalk curb to get a better look at the storefronts across the street. Her eyes are blank and milky white, but she exudes excitement that not even death can contain.
COME ON DOWN, BACHELOR NUMBER ONE
She's content waiting for this "Bachelor One" to accompany her on her journey for pizza and a little island exploration, soaking up the brilliant Earth sunlight and mild weather. No dim and dark seasons are a definite plus in her book. It's also nice to be someplace real for a change, she thinks, instead of being trapped in a patchwork of dreams and memory gleaned from the brains of the dead. She didn't really mind that either, oh no, but this reality is a rare chance, and hell if she's not going to seize it. Being doomed wasn't so bad, but it could get awfully monotonous at times.
So with her nose nearly halfway into traffic, Feferi stands tippy toe on the sidewalk curb to get a better look at the storefronts across the street. Her eyes are blank and milky white, but she exudes excitement that not even death can contain.