Everyone wants to see heaven
But no one wants to say goodbye
But no one wants to say goodbye
After all this time, Soh thought she'd be immune to hearing Koa's voice. She'd thought she'd moved on a long time ago, that the memory of her dalliance with him could remain where it belonged - in the past. She'd thought that next time she saw him, she could present a less awkward front in the hopes that they could be friends, could work together towards a better world.
But, as Koa had just realized, the best laid plans often went awry.
Soh visibly softened as she took in Koa's disheveled state, approaching slowly, as though she were trying to help a wounded animal. "Hey, Pip," she murmured in response to the dragon's greeting, offering a hand to stroke Pip, if the dragon allowed it. Her gaze, though, was fixed on Koa - a version of Koa with stubble, and bruises, and ripped clothes.
Life had not been kind to him, and she would regret her part in that until the day she died.
Hoping he wouldn't leave her here to worry about him, she leaned on the rail nearby, tilting her head at him. "Lena told me," she said gently. "I tried to send you a letter, but..." She trailed off. It hardly mattered now. Soh looked away, gazing unseeing out across the Greatwood. If he was here, without Noe, looking like that... well, that, she thought, could only mean one thing.
"We can fix it," she said, reaching out to touch his arm before thinking the better of it. He probably wouldn't want comfort, not from her. "Just - tell me what you need, and we'll take care of it."
But, as Koa had just realized, the best laid plans often went awry.
Soh visibly softened as she took in Koa's disheveled state, approaching slowly, as though she were trying to help a wounded animal. "Hey, Pip," she murmured in response to the dragon's greeting, offering a hand to stroke Pip, if the dragon allowed it. Her gaze, though, was fixed on Koa - a version of Koa with stubble, and bruises, and ripped clothes.
Life had not been kind to him, and she would regret her part in that until the day she died.
Hoping he wouldn't leave her here to worry about him, she leaned on the rail nearby, tilting her head at him. "Lena told me," she said gently. "I tried to send you a letter, but..." She trailed off. It hardly mattered now. Soh looked away, gazing unseeing out across the Greatwood. If he was here, without Noe, looking like that... well, that, she thought, could only mean one thing.
"We can fix it," she said, reaching out to touch his arm before thinking the better of it. He probably wouldn't want comfort, not from her. "Just - tell me what you need, and we'll take care of it."
Everyone wants to see heaven
But no one wants to die
But no one wants to die
Sohalia
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
