KIADA
burn it into my collar, hollowed onto your wrist
“Glad I could help.” Kia hums playfully, though there’s an air of uncertainty beneath the playfulness. Like she isn’t sure if it’s a balm or a burn. She’d been a surprisingly amount infamous, though she never quite figured out if it were her actions while she ws alive asnd kicking, or for the sheer fact she’d died trying to save Tanau, succumbing to the lava pools of the Climb.
She doesn’t dwell on it, though, not as his arm slips around her and she feels the press of his lips into her dark hair, and as he straightens up, Kiada tilts her head up to look at him, planting her chin right against his breastbone as her arms loop around his middle. Surprise flares there at the mention of his brother, though, admittedly having assumed them all to be gone – though it isn’t as if they’d talked about it that much. Some things were hard to bring up and she certainly didn’t want to ruin a good day for her curiosities.
So, the harpy tries to navigate it the best she can. “Really?” She asks softly, trying to think about what it would be like. “I don’t know what happened to my brother, but he didn’t ever make it here as far as I know.” She admits softly, offering him a small smile. “What makes you say you don’t really know?” Taking the opportunity to ask, it’s very clear that he can tell her he doesn’t want to talk about it if he doesn’t want to.
The entrance to the Sparkbird’s Nest could wait a few moments longer, now that they’re under the shelter of its porch.
She doesn’t dwell on it, though, not as his arm slips around her and she feels the press of his lips into her dark hair, and as he straightens up, Kiada tilts her head up to look at him, planting her chin right against his breastbone as her arms loop around his middle. Surprise flares there at the mention of his brother, though, admittedly having assumed them all to be gone – though it isn’t as if they’d talked about it that much. Some things were hard to bring up and she certainly didn’t want to ruin a good day for her curiosities.
So, the harpy tries to navigate it the best she can. “Really?” She asks softly, trying to think about what it would be like. “I don’t know what happened to my brother, but he didn’t ever make it here as far as I know.” She admits softly, offering him a small smile. “What makes you say you don’t really know?” Taking the opportunity to ask, it’s very clear that he can tell her he doesn’t want to talk about it if he doesn’t want to.
The entrance to the Sparkbird’s Nest could wait a few moments longer, now that they’re under the shelter of its porch.
heaven knows i don't follow, but i believe in this
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
