( closed ) all you have is your fire

[villieldr]

WHO: Magni & Lakshmi
WHAT: banter banter banter
WHEN: week or so after the return to Kirkwall
WHERE: Gallows
NOTES: none for now

Inevitably, she imagined, Lakshmi would wish that she'd asked to meet her elsewhere. Somewhere inside, more private. Hidden, in a way, though her Rani insisted that it was a matter for Magni's own— not safety, necessarily. Credibility? To not be seen speaking to the radical rifter who was so strange and scandalous after seeming so comparatively normal. Magni, however, has decided she doesn't give much of a shit.

She wants to be outside. These months and months in Kirkwall have ground at her, she realises. Taking away parts of her, and she does not want to be reforged by a place like this. It is time to go home, at least for a while, to breathe in the air of the Frostbacks so she can better heal in the cradle of the Mountain-Father.

The gardens of the Gallows are a poor substitute, but that is where she sits, the crutches she is reliant on resting on the rough wood of the bench she's claimed, torso wrapped around and supported as best it can be to help the injury at her lower back. Even when sitting she seems almost to loom amongst the roses.