ISKRA
The flares and flashes of fire across the otherwise generally empty and unexciting stretch of frozen wilderness is extremely eyecatching. Enough so that Goose and Iskra both give pause in their travels, watching it from a distance with a coiled curiosity and a myriad of ideas as to what it could be. After discerning that it is neither approaching nor receding, Iskra feels inclined to close the distance, wondering if there isn’t something he should be contributing to whatever is occurring, because it’s out of the ordinary, and if it’s a threat to the city in some way he should do something.
Dog and man press in close enough to better make out what’s happening, so that by the time his voice can carry over it’s with a general grasp of why Deimos is out here burning down the tundra. ”Hey!” he calls out with both hands around his mouth to let it carry, one lifting in a wave, although Deimos likely saw him coming well before he could shout with how little there is to break up this region’s landscape. ”Want some help practicing?” Iskra offers with a raised ‘brow as he stops near Deimos, head tilting with expectation that he’s guessed right.
Lmaoooo your table is so fitting for an Iskra fight, stop
Dog and man press in close enough to better make out what’s happening, so that by the time his voice can carry over it’s with a general grasp of why Deimos is out here burning down the tundra. ”Hey!” he calls out with both hands around his mouth to let it carry, one lifting in a wave, although Deimos likely saw him coming well before he could shout with how little there is to break up this region’s landscape. ”Want some help practicing?” Iskra offers with a raised ‘brow as he stops near Deimos, head tilting with expectation that he’s guessed right.
Lmaoooo your table is so fitting for an Iskra fight, stop
I think I lost my mind a while ago
'Cause I've been seeing some ghosts
And I'd be lying if I told you I'm fine, but I lie
'Cause I've been seeing some ghosts
And I'd be lying if I told you I'm fine, but I lie
