girls can be dangerous and still win
“Okay, I’m always pro-cannon,” as she started, hands going upwards, expressive and wild, bell jingling in her palm. “However, a bomb?!” Ending that particular note on a squeal of approval, her eyes went towards the sky, imagination running rampant on a series of explosions and potential. “You’d have to watch out for y’know, damage to your own shit buuuuut, think how fun!” Given how Melita found ruin and upheaval to be an amusing time – much less, they’d be able to deal a devastating blow to anything that came around threatening King’s End. “And maybe later, you could put one by the port, hm?” Take out any invading potential by sea or air over that way.
Tapping on her chin, her nose wrinkled, thinking about other possible variants and maybe the circumstances coming along with the notions. “Would Frey do all that, you think?”
Tapping on her chin, her nose wrinkled, thinking about other possible variants and maybe the circumstances coming along with the notions. “Would Frey do all that, you think?”
Melita
she knew exactly what she was doing when she invited the wild in
