Like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins
Her eyes went wider at the sudden appearances of gigantic beetles rolling through, but when no one else seemed to pay them any mind, Melita didn’t immediately go for her weaponry. Sighing instead, and flinching as another burst of lightning cackled its way through, she tried to settle her mind on bullying, though Iskra 's suggestion might've made it a tad more difficult. “A fresh target hmmm,” she ignored the shit-eating grin and prior response, assuming it was rhetorical. “Options might be a little thin.” She threatened her uncle on a daily basis with some sort of hijinks. She wasn’t going to fuck with Flora today. She’d already blown up Kai’s underwear. Colt had her own issues and a short fuse.
Before she could report that the cause might be lost (and she’d have to swing back to other counterparts and annoy them once more, like on a rotation of harassment), Aithne approached. “Hey! And yeah,” she gave a scowl towards the sky. “I’m not going to miss it.” If they had any fortune at all, maybe the alteration in seasons meant something different. Tilting her head vaguely, her grin grew more rampant, glancing at Iskra for half a second before sliding her gaze back upon the Ancient. “The surprise was a hit, by the way.”
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I forgot Mel also brought no viable lanterns.
Before she could report that the cause might be lost (and she’d have to swing back to other counterparts and annoy them once more, like on a rotation of harassment), Aithne approached. “Hey! And yeah,” she gave a scowl towards the sky. “I’m not going to miss it.” If they had any fortune at all, maybe the alteration in seasons meant something different. Tilting her head vaguely, her grin grew more rampant, glancing at Iskra for half a second before sliding her gaze back upon the Ancient. “The surprise was a hit, by the way.”
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I forgot Mel also brought no viable lanterns.
Melita
