your dreams are all full of war
you are from another time
Ehhhh, see Melita would disagree on the “him” problem assortment of the potential perils. That’d be a sure fire Thal dilemma. Whether or not the Ancient was crafty or skilled enough to outskirt the Captain of the Ark would remain to be seen – maybe she’d be fortunate that he was busy or held up or doing something else. Orrrrr, on the realm of the Honeybee’s shitshow motivations, maybe the pirate would initiate a fight. That’d be amazing.you are from another time
For like two people, probably.
Snorting into her liquor at the other woman’s response, she was perplexed by the next question. “Uh, to drink, obviously.” And be a general nuisance. “Plan out my next victim, stuff like that.” She waved her hand flippantly, then watched someone nearby, who’d either been listening or knew enough of her reputation, to skitter away to another table closer to the corner. “Why?” Maybe Thalassa was the target. Her Cheshire grin didn’t indicate anything in particular, save for amusements. “Though that guy,” pointing towards an individual clearly leering, “seems like fair game.”
salvation doesn't look like light
So what remains?
So what remains?
Melita
