if through some miracle, you are granted the chance to see him again
whether in this life or the next
Flashing Loren a bright smirk she shrugs her shoulders. “Means not getting attached.” And really? That’s what it was. At least, for her. “Though here it’s a bit harder seeing as Deimos and Hotaru and my mother are here, however strange it might be.” But they weren’t here here. “I still wonder where my siblings disappeared to.” A hum of a thought to that before she passes it off in favor for better conversation.
The question of her father, however, has a rogue grin crossing her face — sharp and bright like knives. “Hated Korofians.” She clarifies. “I’m half Dorobian, if it matters. Auni’s name means ‘light’ from it.” She adds with a gesture to the Luxere now trying to lay beside Astra’s bed, his head laying on the pile of hay she munches on, tail wiggling quickly.
She takes a sip from the cider and leans back against the counter, looking back toward Loren as he comments someone asked how much Astra was worth. Her grin grows amused and wicked as she focuses on the summoner. “How much did you tell him?” She teases, before a laugh slips from her throat and they’re moving again and his quip has her rolling her eyes in amusement. “Oh, come on. Do I look like the type to mull around and do nothing all day?” She sticks her tongue out at him with that. The answer obviously no just based off of the scars that litter her skin.
The Arcane Academy has her gaze snatched away though, especially with the mention of Zariah, and she takes another sip from the glass as she focuses on it. “Good to know.” She hums before a wistful sigh leaves her lips. “I used to have magic before, though. I wasn’t attuned before I came here.” She raises a brow and gives him a small grin with that tidbit of information.
The question of her father, however, has a rogue grin crossing her face — sharp and bright like knives. “Hated Korofians.” She clarifies. “I’m half Dorobian, if it matters. Auni’s name means ‘light’ from it.” She adds with a gesture to the Luxere now trying to lay beside Astra’s bed, his head laying on the pile of hay she munches on, tail wiggling quickly.
She takes a sip from the cider and leans back against the counter, looking back toward Loren as he comments someone asked how much Astra was worth. Her grin grows amused and wicked as she focuses on the summoner. “How much did you tell him?” She teases, before a laugh slips from her throat and they’re moving again and his quip has her rolling her eyes in amusement. “Oh, come on. Do I look like the type to mull around and do nothing all day?” She sticks her tongue out at him with that. The answer obviously no just based off of the scars that litter her skin.
The Arcane Academy has her gaze snatched away though, especially with the mention of Zariah, and she takes another sip from the glass as she focuses on it. “Good to know.” She hums before a wistful sigh leaves her lips. “I used to have magic before, though. I wasn’t attuned before I came here.” She raises a brow and gives him a small grin with that tidbit of information.
you are, and always shall be, his
KIADA
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
