He jokes that it's heroin but this time with an "E"
Although Soh certainly hadn't seen Colt's betrayal coming - nor the dagger that the rancher had seen fit to send her - the Luminary still couldn't help but feel like it was somehow her fault. Like there was something she'd missed that would explain the bizarre behavior that she still didn't know what she'd done to deserve. Sighing softly, Soh swirled her water in her glass, watching the fruit suspended there float in the vortex. "After your birthday party, she sent me a note with a dagger attached. Said I must have misplaced it, that the desert requires honest work and that I didn't seem well-suited, et cetera." Her frown twisted her pretty face into something hurt, but she banished the expression quickly enough. Today wasn't supposed to be about Hak Etme or Colt or anything bad. It was supposed to be a day to relax - and to share good news.
So instead of wallowing in self-pity, she shook her head, golden locks bouncing free of the haphazard updo piled atop her head. "It's whatever. Hak Etme doesn't have any value to me anyway." And while that was true now, strictly speaking, there was an undercurrent of bitterness to her words that would likely prove impossible to hide from Flora. It wasn't even that she wanted the opportunity back - but she wished she could have told Colt herself, rather than her wishes being reported before she was ready to share it.
Settling gently onto the pristine white fabric and draping herself luxuriously over the soft cushions, Soh hummed her agreement. "I bet you're right," she commented, running a hand lightly over the couch. "I didn't even think of magic." She wasn't sure why, when it was everywhere in Caido; maybe it was just the pregnancy brain getting the best of her.
So instead of wallowing in self-pity, she shook her head, golden locks bouncing free of the haphazard updo piled atop her head. "It's whatever. Hak Etme doesn't have any value to me anyway." And while that was true now, strictly speaking, there was an undercurrent of bitterness to her words that would likely prove impossible to hide from Flora. It wasn't even that she wanted the opportunity back - but she wished she could have told Colt herself, rather than her wishes being reported before she was ready to share it.
Settling gently onto the pristine white fabric and draping herself luxuriously over the soft cushions, Soh hummed her agreement. "I bet you're right," she commented, running a hand lightly over the couch. "I didn't even think of magic." She wasn't sure why, when it was everywhere in Caido; maybe it was just the pregnancy brain getting the best of her.
Cause the sign on your heart said it's still reserved for me
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
