KIADA
your battleworn tongue doesn't say the truth;
that you are ruined
Her question hangs for no longer than a second before his voice pipes up and she almost pauses midstep – feeling the tightening of his grip – all ears for him until he pauses and tugs at her hand so she does stop in step and turn to face him – letting her gaze flicker along his face as a small, almost awkward smile, blossoms along her face. “I’d like that.” She says quietly, tugging back at his hand to keep walking toward home, to get out of the mud and into the warmth of her own space.
One that could be his one day.
But she looks forward where they walk, spotting a Magna Vermis as it scuttles away, her brows lifting as she points to it with her free hand. “That’s a magna vermis. They’re basically big earthworms.” She explains, lifting her attention to his face – wondering what he might think of it. “They get really aggressive when they find a puddle they like. But if you cook them they kind of taste like chicken.” Or Ningo’s, she supposes, with an amused smirk crossing her face with that thought.
One that could be his one day.
But she looks forward where they walk, spotting a Magna Vermis as it scuttles away, her brows lifting as she points to it with her free hand. “That’s a magna vermis. They’re basically big earthworms.” She explains, lifting her attention to his face – wondering what he might think of it. “They get really aggressive when they find a puddle they like. But if you cook them they kind of taste like chicken.” Or Ningo’s, she supposes, with an amused smirk crossing her face with that thought.
and you wonder why he lets you,
the butcher
touch him
the sun
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
