- 08 Jul 2019, 03:51
She was wilfully on the receiving end this time, kindled by her own brash confession. Her smoky eyes pursued his own and she lifted her head higher in keen anticipation. Yet before she could tumble and crash into Arnaud's impermissible embrace, she was jostled aside by a raving mass of ivory-clad witches and wizards.
Helena pulled away from Arnaud with a great and terrible reluctance. The pushing and shoving augmented in strength and in the midst of the swiftly brewing chaos a deluge of chants and war cries could be heard from the enthusiastic crowd. She instinctively reached for her camera and fired several fleeting shots.
"Maybe we should head towards the edge of the crowd. I could get a better image of whats happening, I can't really see much from here." Helena suggested to her colleague. Her expression which had only moments ago captivated a rare and ardent fervour which was seldom exposed now assumed its quintessential mask of indifference. She had a job to do, and Merlin forbid she ever allow herself to be too unprofessional. Yet at the same time Helena felt immense relief in what she had told Arnaud. Her heart felt lighter, less strained and exempt from diffidence.
In that moment Helena remembered why Arnaud was here, and why she was here. It wasn't to caress one another's cheeks and curse the Gods for all their unfavourable odds. It took Helena tremendous effort not to heave a defeated sigh.
"Evelyn is going to curse me to oblivion if I can't report this story properly so I better start looking around. Unless, of course..." she trailed off and looked at the ground determinedly, "unless you want to continue protesting..."
Played By: melmaid