MAEA
She struggled to get free, and only seemed to tangle herself even more. Then his hands were there to help, and Maea sighed a hoarse breath of relief when the shirt came off, leaving her torso bare save for the chestcloth. There weren't quite as many bruises on her front as there was on her back, though her ribs had outlined in faint blue against the white skin, and it was clear one side of her had been hit a bit harder than the other. It did hurt when he touched her, but no more than it did just to breathe or sit upright, and she did not complain about it, beyond what small winces she couldn't entirely suppress.
But nor would she meet his gaze when Sunjata asked what she'd been up to. Worrying at her lip with nervous teeth, she could hear the unsteadiness of his voice. Feared what she might look like to elicit such a look on his face. That bad? It was that bad, huh... With a sigh, Maea reached into a pocket and fished something out, that she held in her balled up fist.
"I, eh.. went hunting. In Torchline. And... the Cloud Manta I went after... well, it, it fell on me." A little sheepish, half embarrassed at the ridiculousness of the confession and just as afraid to hear the reaction, she held out her palm. Opened her fingers.
A small crystal lay on her palm. Round as a pearl and not much bigger, though far heavier than it seemed. Reflecting the light of the candles in the room, it seemed to shimmer. It was, Maea thought, rather beautiful.
"I found the crystal though." It was said in a tentative way as she looked up, searching him for whatever expression. Bracing a little for... well, Maea wasn't even sure.
But nor would she meet his gaze when Sunjata asked what she'd been up to. Worrying at her lip with nervous teeth, she could hear the unsteadiness of his voice. Feared what she might look like to elicit such a look on his face. That bad? It was that bad, huh... With a sigh, Maea reached into a pocket and fished something out, that she held in her balled up fist.
"I, eh.. went hunting. In Torchline. And... the Cloud Manta I went after... well, it, it fell on me." A little sheepish, half embarrassed at the ridiculousness of the confession and just as afraid to hear the reaction, she held out her palm. Opened her fingers.
A small crystal lay on her palm. Round as a pearl and not much bigger, though far heavier than it seemed. Reflecting the light of the candles in the room, it seemed to shimmer. It was, Maea thought, rather beautiful.
"I found the crystal though." It was said in a tentative way as she looked up, searching him for whatever expression. Bracing a little for... well, Maea wasn't even sure.
Lost in a world full of non-believers
Searching for smoke in a still water pond
Searching for smoke in a still water pond
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
