Maea
As Liam held out his hand she grabbed hold of it, instinctual as a turtle crawling for the sea. Even in her befuddled state Maea felt the pull of him like a magnetic force, like the flame to her moth, the light at the end of a long, dark tunnel that had once seemedd endless. "Mhm," she nodded, because she'd give him anything, entrust him with all she had and all she'd ever loved. The chakram were heavy with meaning and sin, but Maea was no longer afraid to share that story with this man. Though perhaps another time would be better - right now, for some reason, she couldn't seem to string more than two sentences together at the same time.
One chakram was in her belt, where it should be. The other remained lodged deep within the hip of the lial, and she unceremoniously dropped her armful of flowers to go pry it loose. The gore crows didn't budge even when she hissed at them, baring sharp fangs and lashing her tail like an angry cat. It wasn't beven that she begrudged them their meal - it just wasn't ready yet!
With a nasty sucking sound, finally the blade came loose and sent her staggering backwards until her back thumped against Liam's chest. It was a very pleasant place to be; arching her head back so she could look up and up at his face, a soft, infatuated smile playing on her lips as she offered him the disc. "Here. Go wild ~" She looked forward to seeing him in motion, all that honed muscle and grace employed towards a purpose. Come to think of it, she hadn't really watched him fight like this before; usually they'd been side by side, or back to back, her eyes and hands too busy with doing her part to truly appreciate him.
One chakram was in her belt, where it should be. The other remained lodged deep within the hip of the lial, and she unceremoniously dropped her armful of flowers to go pry it loose. The gore crows didn't budge even when she hissed at them, baring sharp fangs and lashing her tail like an angry cat. It wasn't beven that she begrudged them their meal - it just wasn't ready yet!
With a nasty sucking sound, finally the blade came loose and sent her staggering backwards until her back thumped against Liam's chest. It was a very pleasant place to be; arching her head back so she could look up and up at his face, a soft, infatuated smile playing on her lips as she offered him the disc. "Here. Go wild ~" She looked forward to seeing him in motion, all that honed muscle and grace employed towards a purpose. Come to think of it, she hadn't really watched him fight like this before; usually they'd been side by side, or back to back, her eyes and hands too busy with doing her part to truly appreciate him.
And I am the monster that startles me
in the mirror
in the mirror
Table base by Skylark
