The talons are not a hinderance to her playing, and at song's end when the fellow Goddess's voice drifts over to her, Mel does not stand, does not take a bow. She simply cants her head to the right, observing Viridi with a curiosity that contains a hint of reverence beneath the surface. She can smell the divinity coming off her, causing Melinoë to question what, exactly, has kept her from seeking these fellow Godly ones out.
"Close; Goddess of ghosts, nightmares, and insanity, daughter of Persephone and Hades, and as such, an Underworld queen." There is no boast to the latter, it's stated factually. She sets cello and bow aside, remains sitting. "I'm Melinoë. And you?"
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The talons are not a hinderance to her playing, and at song's end when the fellow Goddess's voice drifts over to her, Mel does not stand, does not take a bow. She simply cants her head to the right, observing Viridi with a curiosity that contains a hint of reverence beneath the surface. She can smell the divinity coming off her, causing Melinoë to question what, exactly, has kept her from seeking these fellow Godly ones out.
"Close; Goddess of ghosts, nightmares, and insanity, daughter of Persephone and Hades, and as such, an Underworld queen." There is no boast to the latter, it's stated factually. She sets cello and bow aside, remains sitting. "I'm Melinoë. And you?"