Maea
Blood on my shirt, rose in my hand
Unaware of the conversations and plans that filled the ether, Maea only saw the result of them when tension erupted into chaos. Flora channeled, Deimos vanished, weapons were brandished and flung through the air - towards Pierce, now tied up by the gilded god she recognised as Frey, and Deimos, and whoever else was in the vicinity - and at the same time another scuffle broke out around Flora as someone lunged for her.
And then Liam was in the fray, and all of her intentions to stay out of range were forgotten. Dropping like a white-feathered stone towards the clump of wrestling bodies, Maea shifted mid air and tried to tackle Liam to the ground before he could hurt Kaisel.
"What are you doing, stop!" she gritted out, bewildered by his choice of action. "Come on, let's get out of here – " It was dangerous to linger, dangerous to hesitate, yet she wouldn't go anywhere without him.
Maea dives down from her spot in the sky, shifts back to Ancient form and attempts to tackle Liam to the ground before he can hurt Kaisel.
And then Liam was in the fray, and all of her intentions to stay out of range were forgotten. Dropping like a white-feathered stone towards the clump of wrestling bodies, Maea shifted mid air and tried to tackle Liam to the ground before he could hurt Kaisel.
"What are you doing, stop!" she gritted out, bewildered by his choice of action. "Come on, let's get out of here – " It was dangerous to linger, dangerous to hesitate, yet she wouldn't go anywhere without him.
Maea dives down from her spot in the sky, shifts back to Ancient form and attempts to tackle Liam to the ground before he can hurt Kaisel.
You're looking at me like you don't know who I am
