Melita
Eating fire is your ambition
to swallow the flame down
to swallow the flame down
Given that she’s gotten one of them to participate in the nonsense, however reluctantly, they weren’t all bad. But gods, these people needed to partake in some chaos occasionally. “I’ve never seen so many not know what fun is.” And it hadn’t been the Family’s influence, because they’d been stuffy well before then. Her eyes flicked towards the Tower too, where a sea of Karens were still spouting off, showing pieces of water balloon and holding them out so the guard could inspect them. She could even hear one of them yelling from their current distance away. It’d probably been the woman with the leashed kid.
Sipping at her own wine and finding it quite delicious, the smuggler arched a brow, very familiar with venturing out into the barbaric unknown (partially because she found exhilarating and chaotic). She hadn’t heard of anybody hurting themselves to heal another, a bit ass backwards, so she frowned slightly, wrinkling her nose. “And you can probably get items for that too?” If Dygra felt inclined, she supposed, not knowing much about the goddess.
Sipping at her own wine and finding it quite delicious, the smuggler arched a brow, very familiar with venturing out into the barbaric unknown (partially because she found exhilarating and chaotic). She hadn’t heard of anybody hurting themselves to heal another, a bit ass backwards, so she frowned slightly, wrinkling her nose. “And you can probably get items for that too?” If Dygra felt inclined, she supposed, not knowing much about the goddess.
to be lit up from within, vein by vein
to be the sun
to be the sun
