Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170919032125/@comment-28358106-20170922034627

(S9/Ant)  Thomas, Antoinette, Lucida and the rest of the group walk into the Armory. Thomas looks around at the MTs, scratching his chin, while Lucida grins and slides close to the gold. "Oh boy, the things I could do with that," she muses. "Hey, Papa?  Can my allowance have a raise?"

"Mmmm.  Ask your mother," he mumbles automatically.

Lucida huffs, then her eyes widen. A Cheshire-like grin opens up on her face. "Heh heh.  Loophole," she whispers in a sing-song voice. She turns to Antoinette.

"Oh, soon-to-be Mama," she says, her hands behind her back, "Can my allowance have a raise?" She pauses. No response. "Um,..Antoinette?  Hello?"

Antoinette is staring forward, her eyes following something the others can't see. She turns her head slightly towards Maria, but her gaze doesn't waver.

"...Maria?  Can...can you hear that?" She whispers. "It...sounds like...music.  A music that I can't even begin to describe..."

She begins walking slowly forward, towards the rear of the Armory.

Behind a group of boxes, almost pushed out of the way, is a full set of armor, glittering with a light that isn't in the room. She comes to a halt before it, as if afraid to move closer. Her lips move almost imperceptibly as she struggles to pull her thoughts from the music, to bring her mind back to the present.

"Who...is this?" She says to the attendant softly, seemingly unaware that she had referred to an object as a person. She reaches out, almost touching it.