AISHA
good lava, we all know you wanna
Yeah, maybe it was a lot, but Aisha didn't plan on half-assing this. She wanted to build something that would last, something that would work and provide. And if it was an armory they needed, she'd make sure they had it. Deimos added that idea to the list, another paper for her stack. Absently her hand drifted back to Zuriel, reaching up to stroke by her ear.
Even in the chill, the cold, Aisha retained some tenacity. Ambitious, provocative, fervent. Hopefully the flame of her form would return to her, to match the heat she bore in other ventures. But for now she could only brood in the embers, plotting her return to action. "Season change, once the portals are open I'm going to get the word out about the guild," she decided, pausing at a dour thought. "I'll stay to help rebuild the grounds too, I'm sure they'll need it."
Even in the chill, the cold, Aisha retained some tenacity. Ambitious, provocative, fervent. Hopefully the flame of her form would return to her, to match the heat she bore in other ventures. But for now she could only brood in the embers, plotting her return to action. "Season change, once the portals are open I'm going to get the word out about the guild," she decided, pausing at a dour thought. "I'll stay to help rebuild the grounds too, I'm sure they'll need it."
see this pretty girl flow, good lava
