Maea
The worst of all blessings
That wry, lopsided smile of his was one of her favorites. The kind that would make her a bit weak at the knees, thoroughly reminded that this man was so much more than the warm benevolent aura behind her back she sometimes remembered his as. His own person, very much tangible and real - and for some mysterious reason, entirely hers to adore.
Returning his smile, she shrugged with one shoulder. "The hospital fire," she revealed. "I was ascended at the time, and very flammable, so when I lit the fire... this happened. I could remove them, I suppose, but... I'm not sure I should." They were a reminder of what could happen if she let the darkness inside win. How bad it could get, the debts she had yet to repay - and the sins she could never atone for.
"Good. I'd hate to see you held back by the past." Sinking back down into the couch, she stretched out her legs that had begun to cramp, and relaxed again bith a contented sigh. Then snorted in amusement, reminded of something she'd meant to bring up. "You have, actually. I kept feeling like you looked familiar, and as it turns out - do you remember fighting living palms with Deimos back when the void first started spreading?" Voice quivering with suppressed mirth, Maea scanned his expression with anticipation, wondering if he would remember – not that she would blame him if he didn't. Clearly they hadn't left much of an impact on one another at the time if they didn't even recognise the other earlier this year.
Returning his smile, she shrugged with one shoulder. "The hospital fire," she revealed. "I was ascended at the time, and very flammable, so when I lit the fire... this happened. I could remove them, I suppose, but... I'm not sure I should." They were a reminder of what could happen if she let the darkness inside win. How bad it could get, the debts she had yet to repay - and the sins she could never atone for.
"Good. I'd hate to see you held back by the past." Sinking back down into the couch, she stretched out her legs that had begun to cramp, and relaxed again bith a contented sigh. Then snorted in amusement, reminded of something she'd meant to bring up. "You have, actually. I kept feeling like you looked familiar, and as it turns out - do you remember fighting living palms with Deimos back when the void first started spreading?" Voice quivering with suppressed mirth, Maea scanned his expression with anticipation, wondering if he would remember – not that she would blame him if he didn't. Clearly they hadn't left much of an impact on one another at the time if they didn't even recognise the other earlier this year.
The most beautiful of curses
Base by Skylark
