i am made of bullets; shrapnel /// you are solar flares and soft lips
better creatures could love you i know ///
better creatures could love you i know ///
She waits, heartbeats thundering in her chest as she stands there, letting the cold creep in despite how her jacket prevents most of it. A few minutes initially pass and she starts to grow sluggish, paler than before, the tips of her fingers turning red and not quite curling as well as she had hoped they might, this far in. But that just means that she only has a few more minutes to wait, something the Harpy certainly focuses on, not wanting to let it go too far.
Two more minutes pass and at the five minute mark she croaks out a little “now please,” muffled and mumbled by the way her lips are tinged blue and not quite warm and malleable enough to be able to do anything else about it other than turn to face him and Zuriel, slow and already somewhat statuesque, minor shifting and waiting for the fresh breath of fire to encase her and start to push back the effects.
Two more minutes pass and at the five minute mark she croaks out a little “now please,” muffled and mumbled by the way her lips are tinged blue and not quite warm and malleable enough to be able to do anything else about it other than turn to face him and Zuriel, slow and already somewhat statuesque, minor shifting and waiting for the fresh breath of fire to encase her and start to push back the effects.
kiada
/// but now they'll have to get through me
my love should wear a warning sign, damn right i remember you
my love should wear a warning sign, damn right i remember you
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
