stars in the skin
The suggestion had been one of pure impulse and not much thought, a common Melita trait, so at the confusion, she wasn’t wholly surprised, and only mildly disappointed. What else did people do out in the desert anyway? All she’d ever committed to out in that particular sandy area was blowing things up.
Contemplating her next maneuver, the demigod opted to launch another elemental arrow, this time segmented with fire (because why not). It plunged directly into the beast’s spine, making another roar of fury embark as it twisted and turned, almost trying to roll upon itself to get the armament, and many others, dislodged. From there, she could watch as the Accepted’s did much the same, the accuracy improved, segmenting into its tail. Wholly unbothered by it all, she listened to the other semblances, hemming and hawing over the deadly landscape and its chaotic potential. “Oooh, jumping camels!” she exclaimed as another brilliant idea, pointing her finger at Colt as if this had been the most genius concoction. “What about like…catching landsharks? You could make them part of the rodeo!”
Allogator: 211/1266
Contemplating her next maneuver, the demigod opted to launch another elemental arrow, this time segmented with fire (because why not). It plunged directly into the beast’s spine, making another roar of fury embark as it twisted and turned, almost trying to roll upon itself to get the armament, and many others, dislodged. From there, she could watch as the Accepted’s did much the same, the accuracy improved, segmenting into its tail. Wholly unbothered by it all, she listened to the other semblances, hemming and hawing over the deadly landscape and its chaotic potential. “Oooh, jumping camels!” she exclaimed as another brilliant idea, pointing her finger at Colt as if this had been the most genius concoction. “What about like…catching landsharks? You could make them part of the rodeo!”
Allogator: 211/1266
Melita
and fire, iron, scales
