[For illustration, she lifts a hand to her face, thread trailing between her fingers. The mask lifts away easily; underneath it is revealed another mask. And then another.
The discarded masks drop from her hands as cards that dissolve in flickers of blue flame before they touch the floor. She considers Artemis for a moment longer before reaching up once more to remove her mask, exchanging the dark form of Atropos for a different appearance altogether, one with a grandeur somewhat more suitable to the occasion.]
For the record, I had nothing to do with this situation. [A momentary pause.] That I know of.
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[For illustration, she lifts a hand to her face, thread trailing between her fingers. The mask lifts away easily; underneath it is revealed another mask. And then another.
The discarded masks drop from her hands as cards that dissolve in flickers of blue flame before they touch the floor. She considers Artemis for a moment longer before reaching up once more to remove her mask, exchanging the dark form of Atropos for a different appearance altogether, one with a grandeur somewhat more suitable to the occasion.]
For the record, I had nothing to do with this situation. [A momentary pause.] That I know of.