Belle is here to read, of course. It's a library, after all, and just about the only place with four walls that she enjoys spending time in at all. The fact that it claims to house the most information on fairies and magic - well, that's just a bonus.
Home is not kind to magic in the same way that Aorlind and its neighbors seem to be.
Belle isn't necessarily too kind to magic either, even as it thrums in her blood.
Long ago, she might have snapped when being approached, shuffled away, hidden herself. She almost laughs at the idea of long ago only being a few years before, but she has grown up in a short period of time.
She shoots the man a glance before snorting. "Depends on the time. An hour, perhaps?" It takes a moment, before she realizes he means because of the way she looks. "I forgot to brush my hair, if that's what you mean."
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Date: 2014-12-09 09:37 am (UTC)Home is not kind to magic in the same way that Aorlind and its neighbors seem to be.
Belle isn't necessarily too kind to magic either, even as it thrums in her blood.
Long ago, she might have snapped when being approached, shuffled away, hidden herself. She almost laughs at the idea of long ago only being a few years before, but she has grown up in a short period of time.
She shoots the man a glance before snorting. "Depends on the time. An hour, perhaps?" It takes a moment, before she realizes he means because of the way she looks. "I forgot to brush my hair, if that's what you mean."
Belle does that.