( it's taken Ruby a while to get to Skyhold, then a while to get a crystal, and she's been fiddling with it and trying to get it all figured out. you know what was convenient about Storybrooke? Texting. That was convenient. This was like a voice mail and a phone call mixed together, and she's not sure how she feels about it.
Magic meets technology, and ultimately? She kind of misses her brick of a Nokia, because that came with Snake. Well, before iPhones happened. She does miss Angry Birds a little, too.
Ultimately she bails on the crystal idea, but uses the sound of the woman's voice from the crystal to figure out who she's listening for, and then tracks her down based on sound. That's probably creepy, and not something she plans to share right away.
With a bit of a knock at one of the tent posts, Ruby sticks her head into the healing tent. It smells the way so many of these places do, a mix of cleaning herbs and soap, the too sweet smell of corrupted flesh that's actually in the next tent over but still offends her senses, and the sweat of the people who've been here before, as well as the current sole ocupant. She kind of really didn't miss army camps, but, go figure. )
Hi. ( A bright smile, and though Ruby's hands are wrapped in red leather gloves, her fingers curl into her palm self consciously. ) Are, uh... are you the lady who spoke about people with the shards, on the crystal thing?
beginning of drakonis y/n
Magic meets technology, and ultimately? She kind of misses her brick of a Nokia, because that came with Snake. Well, before iPhones happened. She does miss Angry Birds a little, too.
Ultimately she bails on the crystal idea, but uses the sound of the woman's voice from the crystal to figure out who she's listening for, and then tracks her down based on sound. That's probably creepy, and not something she plans to share right away.
With a bit of a knock at one of the tent posts, Ruby sticks her head into the healing tent. It smells the way so many of these places do, a mix of cleaning herbs and soap, the too sweet smell of corrupted flesh that's actually in the next tent over but still offends her senses, and the sweat of the people who've been here before, as well as the current sole ocupant. She kind of really didn't miss army camps, but, go figure. )
Hi. ( A bright smile, and though Ruby's hands are wrapped in red leather gloves, her fingers curl into her palm self consciously. ) Are, uh... are you the lady who spoke about people with the shards, on the crystal thing?