Melita
Eating fire is your ambition
to swallow the flame down
to swallow the flame down
She’d concede that notion with a sharp wink and another chip, the audible crunch music to her ears as she brushed her hands together thereafter. But thereafter there wasn’t much else she could do save for shrugging; all the speculation in the world wasn’t going to matter until they had some finite, concrete, and tangible answers – some, hopefully, due to come when the sun rose.
Her eyes widened at the monster notions, matching Flora’s message about said bag of sand. “I got one of those too, from the Peepholes. I just haven’t played around with it yet.” Based on those semblances, she wasn’t sure if she wanted to. “I’d think there was some connection, yeah,” she nodded, considering and contemplating when her stomach wasn’t rumbling quite as loud.
But then her name was called over the crowd, and the waiter suddenly looked like an angelic figure, goodies and aromas wafting through. “Of course,” she tossed back to Ronin, pushing the rest of the chips and salsa his way. Paying for her meal and not even bothering to growl at said worker, she saluted the White Knight. “I have to head out, but I’ll see you soon. Take care and thank you!” She almost said something about the twins, but left it up in the ether, rampaging out of the bar with cocktails and food in hand like a gremlin.
[FIN]
Her eyes widened at the monster notions, matching Flora’s message about said bag of sand. “I got one of those too, from the Peepholes. I just haven’t played around with it yet.” Based on those semblances, she wasn’t sure if she wanted to. “I’d think there was some connection, yeah,” she nodded, considering and contemplating when her stomach wasn’t rumbling quite as loud.
But then her name was called over the crowd, and the waiter suddenly looked like an angelic figure, goodies and aromas wafting through. “Of course,” she tossed back to Ronin, pushing the rest of the chips and salsa his way. Paying for her meal and not even bothering to growl at said worker, she saluted the White Knight. “I have to head out, but I’ll see you soon. Take care and thank you!” She almost said something about the twins, but left it up in the ether, rampaging out of the bar with cocktails and food in hand like a gremlin.
[FIN]
to be lit up from within, vein by vein
to be the sun
to be the sun
