Reviewing the weapons system information Sasha had sent once more, Xiulan sees that Seyli is currently unoccupied and heads in their direction.
She had thought it before and does again now: Seyli’s outfit is making her think of something from one of the Seiners’ interminable parties that had featured Archaist costumes. It brings a jolt of something crooked and nostalgia-like, because the harvest ship had been ‘home’ no more than a hexarchate moth, but it at least was the right universe. If only she could put a finger to what the dress reminds her of....
“Seyli? Hi, I’m Xiulan. Got a moment to talk about moth weaponry?” She smiles her ‘yes, I know this is a party’ smile again.
I think I recognize that dress. Maybe. (Paging Seyli)
She had thought it before and does again now: Seyli’s outfit is making her think of something from one of the Seiners’ interminable parties that had featured Archaist costumes. It brings a jolt of something crooked and nostalgia-like, because the harvest ship had been ‘home’ no more than a hexarchate moth, but it at least was the right universe. If only she could put a finger to what the dress reminds her of....
“Seyli? Hi, I’m Xiulan. Got a moment to talk about moth weaponry?” She smiles her ‘yes, I know this is a party’ smile again.