Sing to me, I am not doing well
Getting tired of my own words
The rushing water tumbling into the bath muffled her nervous swallow and disguised the rustle of silk over wood as she withdrew the box. "I wanted to," she replied, which was true enough; this was something she had intended to do for him ever since she found out that he had been infected by the Void. He wouldn't agree to it, if he knew; she had accepted that much. Or rather, whatever lived inside him would fight the purge, if given half a chance. So after careful consideration and countless imagined scenarios, this was the only one she could think of that wouldn't end in a physical altercation. Getting tired of my own words
Wasting no time, she checked to ensure that Liam's eyes indeed were closed before she cracked open the lid of the box. Nestled upon a napkin lay a rose, red as blood and brushed with gold, its thorns sharp enough to draw blood with nary a touch. That's what she counted on. That's what Maea hoped for, as she carefully lifted it out of the container and placed it upon her lover's outstretched palm. Bracing his hand so it wouldn't fall away, she hastily pressed the thorny stem down, breathlessly watching for a reaction; anything to suggest his skin actually got pierced by the healing flower.
Maea attempts to use her Vi's Rose to cure Liam!
Vi's Roses (rare): A beautiful crimson flower with thorns of deep gold, it is rumoured that these roses are coloured with Vi's lifeblood. When planted, they have the ability to cleanse the area around them.
Type: Light | Style: Other | Level: Mastered | Cost: Action
Sing to me, cause I can't hear myself
through the loudness of my own hurts
through the loudness of my own hurts
base inspired by Odd <3
