Fool me once, fool me twice
Are you death or paradise?
Are you death or paradise?
The ever-present lightning strikes across the sky, announcing the arrival of the duo. Thal leaves the comfort of her apartment behind them, trading it for the cold and mist that hangs over the field. Lucky for them, the storm is a dry one this time, and the lightning crunches, no drum of rain to drown out the electric energy. But the grass is still damp - hence the blanket that she lays out in the middle of the clearing.
Flopping down on the blanket, she pulls the bottle of whiskey from beneath her cloak. "I heard rumor of a battle in Hak Etme just before LongNight - some massive creature no one's seen." Her eyes scan the lightning display as she pops the cork from the bottle, unbothered by its proximity. "Do you think Dygra made you a demi because something's stirring?" Another bolt snaps across the sky when she turns to Asta, the purple lighting catching the damp waves of her hair and the curve of the glass bottle she holds out for him.
Flopping down on the blanket, she pulls the bottle of whiskey from beneath her cloak. "I heard rumor of a battle in Hak Etme just before LongNight - some massive creature no one's seen." Her eyes scan the lightning display as she pops the cork from the bottle, unbothered by its proximity. "Do you think Dygra made you a demi because something's stirring?" Another bolt snaps across the sky when she turns to Asta, the purple lighting catching the damp waves of her hair and the curve of the glass bottle she holds out for him.
Now you'll never see me cry
There's just no time to die
There's just no time to die
Thalassa
