You're so cold
but you feel alive
"Absolutely!" she replied happily, and was about to continue on ahead when Sunjata let go of her hand, and swept her off her feet. Quite literally. Maea squeaked and threw her arms about his neck out of sheer instinct, not at all used to feel her stomach drop as the ground disappeared from under her feet. She laughed in surprise, her insides tingling from the feeling of his strong arms around her.
"Rogue!" she accused, clearly a little unsettled from being carried, but did not seem disconent.
That... was not true for the will-o-wisp, however. The orb swelled ominously and turned a near incandescent white, zipping up from beneath the woman's hair and darted like an angry wasp towards Sunjata's face. It wasn't big, nor was it hot - touching the fluttering light was neither hot nor cold, nor felt like anything at all, really - but it was bright. And angry.
"Rogue!" she accused, clearly a little unsettled from being carried, but did not seem disconent.
That... was not true for the will-o-wisp, however. The orb swelled ominously and turned a near incandescent white, zipping up from beneath the woman's hair and darted like an angry wasp towards Sunjata's face. It wasn't big, nor was it hot - touching the fluttering light was neither hot nor cold, nor felt like anything at all, really - but it was bright. And angry.
lay your hands on me
one last time
MAEA
