AISHA
good lava, we all know you wanna
Deimos's voice caught her off guard, almost instinctively she pulled her legs back in and off the table surface. Once she realized it wasn't someone who would scold her for scuffing the wood she placed them back, relaxed her senses, and returned to peeling at the wood. His presence was a comfortable one, but not enough to ease the cold that made her skin prickle with goosebumps.
Zuriel did catch her eye, and Aisha reached out for the beast to come. Partially because the companion was a friend, and partially because unicorns could heal, and maybe by some miracle that extended to curses as well. Her hazel eyes shot back towards Deimos as he spoke, realizing then that she hadn't addressed him yet. She hated being this scattered, "I'm not pouting," she pouted.
"I went to a shrine yeah? As one does. Mother fucker cursed me." she explained, staring at the general indignantly. How ridiculous was this? Go ahead, make fun. There was a sharp pain across her fingertips, as though a cold breeze flew by, and she withdrew her hands to bury them in her lap, seeking some respite that wouldn't come.
Zuriel did catch her eye, and Aisha reached out for the beast to come. Partially because the companion was a friend, and partially because unicorns could heal, and maybe by some miracle that extended to curses as well. Her hazel eyes shot back towards Deimos as he spoke, realizing then that she hadn't addressed him yet. She hated being this scattered, "I'm not pouting," she pouted.
"I went to a shrine yeah? As one does. Mother fucker cursed me." she explained, staring at the general indignantly. How ridiculous was this? Go ahead, make fun. There was a sharp pain across her fingertips, as though a cold breeze flew by, and she withdrew her hands to bury them in her lap, seeking some respite that wouldn't come.
see this pretty girl flow, good lava
