ISKRA
He chuckles with quiet wonder at her inclination to flame and ferocity, but given the sour taste the boatsman had left in his mouth, it did not at all feel like an unworthy threat. Still, Iskra wonders if he might have to pick up water magic as a cautionary addition to their friendship, as this is now the second time she's referenced setting something ablaze. Might only be a matter of time until he's liable to burn with her.
Hurrying after her to the line, Iskra settles in for the wait with a smile. The oceanic bustle, the aromas of the past, both of them changed and grown and yet echoing something done long ago...it's easy to appreciate the good parts of Torchline, of Melita. "So, cannons," he starts with a 'brow raise, referencing the notes they'd exchanged recently. "What are you planning to decimate? Then again, she doesn't need a plan, it's an inevitability, so just having them keeps her prepared.
Hurrying after her to the line, Iskra settles in for the wait with a smile. The oceanic bustle, the aromas of the past, both of them changed and grown and yet echoing something done long ago...it's easy to appreciate the good parts of Torchline, of Melita. "So, cannons," he starts with a 'brow raise, referencing the notes they'd exchanged recently. "What are you planning to decimate? Then again, she doesn't need a plan, it's an inevitability, so just having them keeps her prepared.
I'm losin' my grip, caught up in the current
I can't swim, I'm startin' to slip
I'm runnin' out of breath, I'm scared to death
I gotta keep my head up, Up above the water
I can't swim, I'm startin' to slip
I'm runnin' out of breath, I'm scared to death
I gotta keep my head up, Up above the water
