your dreams are all full of war
you are from another time
Bizarre segue there Thal – and Melita gave a brief look of confusion, eyes narrowing. “Yeah I’m not fucking him,” she gestured towards the man, who hadn’t heard her. “I meant to terrorize.” Rolling her eyes, the only indication of her next move was a gleeful little snicker. you are from another time
And then there was a blast of water – mighty, potent, and strong, seemingly coming from nowhere (don’t worry, it was absolutely the Honeybee) – much like her favored cannons on the Ark. The stranger never saw it coming, probably because he was staring at the Ancient, and was rocked completely out of his seat, openly sputtering and stuttering on the floor.
With a puddle around him, of course.
“See,” she waved off-handedly in his direction, while the rest of the bar patrons started shouting out other random nonsense. “Like that.”
salvation doesn't look like light
So what remains?
So what remains?
Melita
