when you learn that the road to hell
is paved with more than just good intentions;
is paved with more than just good intentions;
She doesn’t expect to hear a familiar voice amongst her very embarrassing attempts to keep warm and to keep from turning to stone despite the jacket he’s fitted her with. Her upper half is perfectly fine, but its her extremities and her legs that seem to harbor most of the problem, so much so that while she jogs in place and hears his voice, she stutters in the steps, nearly slipping on the ice as she turns to face him, arms tight across her chest to keep her all warm and content. “Trying to warm up.” She offers him with a soft laugh, already stepping away from the edge of the bone bridge to approach his side.
And she’s becoming a bit of a menace with how she completely invades his space, pressing up against him as if she can leech the warmth from him and his own bundles of coats and furs. “I think that if I get too cold I might literally turn to stone.” She huffs a clouded breath of annoyance before she peers up at him curiously. “Why are you in the Grounds?” It’s ironically the last place she expected to see him.
And she’s becoming a bit of a menace with how she completely invades his space, pressing up against him as if she can leech the warmth from him and his own bundles of coats and furs. “I think that if I get too cold I might literally turn to stone.” She huffs a clouded breath of annoyance before she peers up at him curiously. “Why are you in the Grounds?” It’s ironically the last place she expected to see him.
KIADA
you are not heads or tails;
you are the coin
you are the coin
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
