Thalassa
Sometimes you have to
burn yourself to the ground
burn yourself to the ground
Too engrossed in her own progression of schemes, Thal's face went completely blank at his words, baffled at their meaning. She hadn't -
The light brush of metal beneath her chin stilled her movements. Her eyes widened with revelation and the subtle buried instinct of fear. With anyone else she would have pushed aside the weapon with indignation, growling and continuing to fight just to salvage her pride. Yet with Hadama, she was so taken off guard that she immediately devolved into a full-belly, genuine fit of laughter. Her dagger fell to her side as she gripped her stomach, the chime of her joy echoing throughout the chamber. Catching his devious expression only worsened the experience and she shoved at his back playfully. "That was nasty. I didn't know you could fight like that." Their last fight had felt more clinical and practiced, but he'd pulled out a few cunning tricks this time around, somehow increasing the respect she'd had for him. And then to casually suggest food? Priceless.
Sheathing her dagger, Thal crossed her arms to stare him down with her glittering blue eyes. The humor brightened them in the darkness as she hummed melodically. "Fine. But you're buying because I feel like you go the better end of whatever this was." Her hand waved flippantly with her words. 'Sparring session' didn't seem right when he'd played her at every angle. Chuckling lightly, she moved to exit the cavern, not waiting for him to follow. "And I expect there to be good quality meat."
[FIN]
The light brush of metal beneath her chin stilled her movements. Her eyes widened with revelation and the subtle buried instinct of fear. With anyone else she would have pushed aside the weapon with indignation, growling and continuing to fight just to salvage her pride. Yet with Hadama, she was so taken off guard that she immediately devolved into a full-belly, genuine fit of laughter. Her dagger fell to her side as she gripped her stomach, the chime of her joy echoing throughout the chamber. Catching his devious expression only worsened the experience and she shoved at his back playfully. "That was nasty. I didn't know you could fight like that." Their last fight had felt more clinical and practiced, but he'd pulled out a few cunning tricks this time around, somehow increasing the respect she'd had for him. And then to casually suggest food? Priceless.
Sheathing her dagger, Thal crossed her arms to stare him down with her glittering blue eyes. The humor brightened them in the darkness as she hummed melodically. "Fine. But you're buying because I feel like you go the better end of whatever this was." Her hand waved flippantly with her words. 'Sparring session' didn't seem right when he'd played her at every angle. Chuckling lightly, she moved to exit the cavern, not waiting for him to follow. "And I expect there to be good quality meat."
[FIN]
before you can rise
like a phoenix from the ashes.
like a phoenix from the ashes.
