I didn't come here to make friends
We were born to be suburban legends
We were born to be suburban legends
In all honesty, Aithne has not given much thought to things she doesn’t have. She’s grateful that Dygra answered her plea and turned her into an Ancient; anything beyond the salvation that the change had provided her seems selfish, somehow. But she thinks about it now, her face screwing up almost comically as she shakes water droplets off her hands Now that she’s pondering it, there seem to be so many options. Shifts, abilities, items - like a feast laid out before her, each possibility calling her name.
”I’ve always wanted to be able to Dart,” she says finally, shrugging a shoulder. ”Or, oooo, a flying shift, maybe? But, I dunno, those seem very Dygra.” Turning her attention to Melita, the Ancient leans back on her hands, allowing her soaked bottom half to catch the sun in the hopes of drying out. ”What would you ask for, if you were me?”
”I’ve always wanted to be able to Dart,” she says finally, shrugging a shoulder. ”Or, oooo, a flying shift, maybe? But, I dunno, those seem very Dygra.” Turning her attention to Melita, the Ancient leans back on her hands, allowing her soaked bottom half to catch the sun in the hopes of drying out. ”What would you ask for, if you were me?”
When you hold me, it holds me together
And you kiss me in a way that's gonna screw me up forever
And you kiss me in a way that's gonna screw me up forever
Aithne
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Aithne.
Feel free to use force/magic on Aithne.
