Faust furiously jotted down notes and observations as Eve danced her magic, the wind swirling around her moving form. Even after Eve finished, Faust continued to jot down notes and potential implications of what she had observed, eager to see how she could use it in her own studies.
As she finished her notes and snapped the dirty and worn note book shut, she gathered her materials and got ready to move to the center, eager to share the fruit of her own labors. A weird shaped fruit, admittedly. In fact, it wasn't really much of a fruit but rather a series of glass jars patialy filled with water, metal stakes driven through their necks to sit in the liquid contents.
Faust leans over to Beriadan as to not cause too much of a disturbance. "Shall I go and set up now? Display may take a little longer." Her eyes gleam with excitement. At least it seems like they do, that could just be a trick of the light, however.
As she finished her notes and snapped the dirty and worn note book shut, she gathered her materials and got ready to move to the center, eager to share the fruit of her own labors. A weird shaped fruit, admittedly. In fact, it wasn't really much of a fruit but rather a series of glass jars patialy filled with water, metal stakes driven through their necks to sit in the liquid contents.
Faust leans over to Beriadan as to not cause too much of a disturbance. "Shall I go and set up now? Display may take a little longer." Her eyes gleam with excitement. At least it seems like they do, that could just be a trick of the light, however.
