Melita
Eating fire is your ambition
to swallow the flame down
to swallow the flame down
The only recruiting Melita had ever done was to do dumb shit, and it was usually with like-minded people, who would’ve readily committed to said actions without much more of a spark from her. Charms were better led by vehemence in her experience. Drumming her fingers on her chair, her eyes narrowed, listening, contemplating, snorting when the cigarettes didn’t function at Colt’s behest. “Would she talk it out with you now?” After the blow-up? Melita would lean towards not, but maybe she didn’t know Sohalia well enough either. “And I guess…why the hostility? From Soh, anyway? If she’d been interested, and then suddenly not?” She’d already participated in helping the region, so it wasn’t as though she hadn’t been the least bit intrigued or interested.
And as much as Melita adored Flora, she knew the Queen could be amplified in no time – usually those circumstances were understandable. So something had drawn her ire, and the one in the middle happened to be the Luminary. Her nose wrinkled, trying to meander through the murk and mire of hearsay and lines drawn. It was hard to be the onlooker in this particular drama when there wasn’t quite enough information to go around. “I mean, if she was entertaining it though…that’s on her. I could see why you thought it’d be fine, given that she was already participating in shit.” She shrugged her shoulders, then frowned, wanting to understand the debauched ways they’d arrived at the current destination point. “What’d you say to Flora?”
And as much as Melita adored Flora, she knew the Queen could be amplified in no time – usually those circumstances were understandable. So something had drawn her ire, and the one in the middle happened to be the Luminary. Her nose wrinkled, trying to meander through the murk and mire of hearsay and lines drawn. It was hard to be the onlooker in this particular drama when there wasn’t quite enough information to go around. “I mean, if she was entertaining it though…that’s on her. I could see why you thought it’d be fine, given that she was already participating in shit.” She shrugged her shoulders, then frowned, wanting to understand the debauched ways they’d arrived at the current destination point. “What’d you say to Flora?”
to be lit up from within, vein by vein
to be the sun
to be the sun
