it's 2am and i took 17 shots of vodka trying to forget your name
but the only name i forgot was mine. and sober —
If there’s one thing Kiada has just recently found out, it’s that she really enjoys the true laugh Deimos has. But she’ll never say it, never admit it and give him the fodder to tease her. But seeing his smile, his laugh, his happiness at the end of everything she’s caused their small makeshift family, it’s a far better forgiveness than she could have put into words. Auni helps too, his antlers pulsing with the cheer that he receives from the Sword – his nub of a tail wiggling excitedly as he dances on his front two feet happily.
And he easily leans into the Sword’s touch for the head scratches, long pale ears flickering with the movement as he brushes his forehead along rough calloused hands. But when Deimos turns his attention back to the Harpy, she’s sitting there alongside the hearth, eyes soft and gentle (no longer predatory and shadowed) view the Luxere with a slight smile. She only looks up when he mentions that Zuriel can heal her, and she nods lightly looking toward the dark unicorn with a huff of laughter. “Sure, why not.” She offers, eyeing the unicorn with just as much of a fun playful look as she had given Deimos on her better days.
Poor Zuriel will have her hands full, with Kiada becoming better and back to normal day by day.
But the Harpy was far too focused to see how the Sword would like her pastries, and her arms tighten slightly along her legs as she draws them up to her chest, bright icy eyes still ringed and veined with a small amount of black, but clearer than they’ve ever been, scan over his face as he bites down. And she waits for the moment of either, a fake face and a smile to make her feel better, or a true smile.
Because she certainly would know the difference.
She’s pleased when he tells her it’s delicious, and she gives him a bright grin. “Good. They’re poisoned.” She jests with a wink before pausing lightly. Is it too soon for those jokes? She did attack him recently, and she huffs a small laugh before withdrawing lightly. “I’m kidding, they’re fine… In case you thought I was serious…” A light trail off as she glances toward the flickering flames in the hearth.
And he easily leans into the Sword’s touch for the head scratches, long pale ears flickering with the movement as he brushes his forehead along rough calloused hands. But when Deimos turns his attention back to the Harpy, she’s sitting there alongside the hearth, eyes soft and gentle (no longer predatory and shadowed) view the Luxere with a slight smile. She only looks up when he mentions that Zuriel can heal her, and she nods lightly looking toward the dark unicorn with a huff of laughter. “Sure, why not.” She offers, eyeing the unicorn with just as much of a fun playful look as she had given Deimos on her better days.
Poor Zuriel will have her hands full, with Kiada becoming better and back to normal day by day.
But the Harpy was far too focused to see how the Sword would like her pastries, and her arms tighten slightly along her legs as she draws them up to her chest, bright icy eyes still ringed and veined with a small amount of black, but clearer than they’ve ever been, scan over his face as he bites down. And she waits for the moment of either, a fake face and a smile to make her feel better, or a true smile.
Because she certainly would know the difference.
She’s pleased when he tells her it’s delicious, and she gives him a bright grin. “Good. They’re poisoned.” She jests with a wink before pausing lightly. Is it too soon for those jokes? She did attack him recently, and she huffs a small laugh before withdrawing lightly. “I’m kidding, they’re fine… In case you thought I was serious…” A light trail off as she glances toward the flickering flames in the hearth.
— or drunk, you're the only thing on my mind
KIADA
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
