Melita
Eating fire is your ambition
to swallow the flame down
to swallow the flame down
The reality of aftershocks made Melita’s eyes widen slightly – just enough to be surprised but certainly very amused at Colt’s response. “Okay, listen, while that is fucking great and I applaud the efforts, that probably sunk everything else.” But then again, perhaps that didn’t much matter anymore – ties cut and severed on misunderstandings and a lack of communication across multiple lines. Colt had stood her ground, which leaders needed to do, but they also needed to have a knack of policies and diplomacy that the Honeybee knew she’d never be able to adhere to either. Hot tempers didn’t make good emissaries, and the demigod would be sorely tempted to burn anything that wronged her. The Accepted had to tread much lighter, perhaps, when it came to these circumstances. Far be it from her to find another approach. “If you’re gonna take on a region, you’re gonna have to figure out how to resolve shit like this, and it can’t be guns blazing every time. The stronger ones will wipe you out without a second thought.”
Glancing out over the waves and sea, and ignoring the bobbing boat below, she narrowed her gaze. “Sohalia strikes me as the type to not want to offend anyone.” Gentle, good, kind, all those adjectives that also brought some timidity and spinelessness, under certain circumstances. “So she wouldn’t say it to your face, but to someone else? Eh.” With Flora as a close confidante, and prone to aiding her best friend through any plight…Melita’s notions aired on those sides of potential.
But with the Queen, she sighed, tilting her head and resting her elbow on the railing. “I can understand both sides. In hindsight, it would’ve probably been best to let Flora know ahead of time. Yes, we know Sohalia can take care of herself, but…if I were to lose my best friend to another region, I’d probably have a fit too. I’m not saying it’s reasonable. Just that I get it. They’ve been through a lot together.” Taking another deep breath, she shook her head, still trying to parse through the many layers. “People can absolutely make their own choices though, and she can’t control that. Like if Ru decides to go. She’ll have to make peace with all of that.” Which, knowing how things had gone down with her and Sunjata, might not be a bad option for the Valkyrie. “However, it sounds like it’s the middle of all this that’s the real problem.”
Glancing out over the waves and sea, and ignoring the bobbing boat below, she narrowed her gaze. “Sohalia strikes me as the type to not want to offend anyone.” Gentle, good, kind, all those adjectives that also brought some timidity and spinelessness, under certain circumstances. “So she wouldn’t say it to your face, but to someone else? Eh.” With Flora as a close confidante, and prone to aiding her best friend through any plight…Melita’s notions aired on those sides of potential.
But with the Queen, she sighed, tilting her head and resting her elbow on the railing. “I can understand both sides. In hindsight, it would’ve probably been best to let Flora know ahead of time. Yes, we know Sohalia can take care of herself, but…if I were to lose my best friend to another region, I’d probably have a fit too. I’m not saying it’s reasonable. Just that I get it. They’ve been through a lot together.” Taking another deep breath, she shook her head, still trying to parse through the many layers. “People can absolutely make their own choices though, and she can’t control that. Like if Ru decides to go. She’ll have to make peace with all of that.” Which, knowing how things had gone down with her and Sunjata, might not be a bad option for the Valkyrie. “However, it sounds like it’s the middle of all this that’s the real problem.”
to be lit up from within, vein by vein
to be the sun
to be the sun
