[Sieglinde would totally have gotten the door herself if she was alone... ! Or if she'd actually. Heard someone at the door. As it was, she was currently on the floor amidst a scattering of notes, her small fingers covered in various colors, and on her lap... A rather crude drawing of the giant wolf-like creature that was snoozing in front of her, its skull-like face rather terrifying in nature despite its relaxed posture.
What might be even more surprising was that Sieglinde's drawing style was... Not good. Almost hilariously not good, shapes and dimensions all wrong, like her drawing ability was stuck in her toddler age... Yet her magic circles and diagrams drawn and scribbled on almost every other available surface near her workbench were practically flawless.
- well, geniuses couldn't be genius in every discipline.
She doesn't look up until the footsteps register, and she blinks owlishly up at the other woman, surprised to see her and immediately wondering if she'd missed some sort of message.]
- Olivia, greetings. What brings you here?
[She was helping the others hide out- did one of them perhaps need medicines or?]
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What might be even more surprising was that Sieglinde's drawing style was... Not good. Almost hilariously not good, shapes and dimensions all wrong, like her drawing ability was stuck in her toddler age... Yet her magic circles and diagrams drawn and scribbled on almost every other available surface near her workbench were practically flawless.
- well, geniuses couldn't be genius in every discipline.
She doesn't look up until the footsteps register, and she blinks owlishly up at the other woman, surprised to see her and immediately wondering if she'd missed some sort of message.]
- Olivia, greetings. What brings you here?
[She was helping the others hide out- did one of them perhaps need medicines or?]