// i'm pedal to the metal make no mistake, this is my pity party, pity party
and i'm living out of time, eternal heatstroke, spiritual revolt from the waist down //
and i'm living out of time, eternal heatstroke, spiritual revolt from the waist down //
“Got it!” Kiada calls back to Maea as she settles into the cart and tightens the red jacket around herself, still leaning into the small flame Charlie’s summoned. The cold isn’t terrible here with the jacket she wears, and she finds herself mostly comfortable as the cart bounds through the snow and her gaze starts to scan around for anything of note.
Charlie’s question has her tilting her head, though, lips pursing as she thinks about it. “Well, there’s the Spire? Though we did take parts of it apart for Ascended quests. It’s made of obsidian and was kind of the Voice’s main source of most things…” So while it was, in fact, an old abandoned building in the Grounds, it harbored a lot of other thoughts and opinions that Kia isn’t sure people want around that much.
But she looks to Charlie to see her reaction anyway, because she didn’t seem like the type of girl that would harbor that many qualms over it. Which, truthfully, was a breath of fresh air.
Charlie’s question has her tilting her head, though, lips pursing as she thinks about it. “Well, there’s the Spire? Though we did take parts of it apart for Ascended quests. It’s made of obsidian and was kind of the Voice’s main source of most things…” So while it was, in fact, an old abandoned building in the Grounds, it harbored a lot of other thoughts and opinions that Kia isn’t sure people want around that much.
But she looks to Charlie to see her reaction anyway, because she didn’t seem like the type of girl that would harbor that many qualms over it. Which, truthfully, was a breath of fresh air.
i'm just a full tank away from freedom. spitfire
KIADA
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Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
