Aurelia
and that the world is always our fault
when we did nothing, how did we do wrong?
when we did nothing, how did we do wrong?
Aurelia's serious, intrigued expression was quickly broken by an easy smile at Ray's appreciation for her notice. Aurelia nodded; it was an acceptable answer. Of course, her father hadn't taught her much about how to fight. But, the man who had was something of a father figure to her. With a twinge of pain, she realized she missed him. Her smile faded with that far-off look pooling in her green eyes, wondering what had happened to her partner in all of this time.
But then Ray returned the question and Aurelia perked up, bringing herself back.
"An old friend," she rubbed her hand against her neck, smoothing out the tense muscle there, "I've always been a fighter, though. In my world, if you weren't... well.." she shrugged with a brief raise of her brows, gesturing towards the murderous scars that littered her bronzed skin. Each told a different tale, particularly the large bite mark on one of her hips, half-exposed, clearly inflicted by a predator of some sort. Or maybe the slash winding down her right shoulder. She'd let such 'trophies' be explanation enough.
"Do you spar very much, Ray?" The question was pointed, and she began to make her way towards one of the rings. Turning back slightly, she looked over her shoulder with a mischievous smirk.
But then Ray returned the question and Aurelia perked up, bringing herself back.
"An old friend," she rubbed her hand against her neck, smoothing out the tense muscle there, "I've always been a fighter, though. In my world, if you weren't... well.." she shrugged with a brief raise of her brows, gesturing towards the murderous scars that littered her bronzed skin. Each told a different tale, particularly the large bite mark on one of her hips, half-exposed, clearly inflicted by a predator of some sort. Or maybe the slash winding down her right shoulder. She'd let such 'trophies' be explanation enough.
"Do you spar very much, Ray?" The question was pointed, and she began to make her way towards one of the rings. Turning back slightly, she looked over her shoulder with a mischievous smirk.
and I've been thinking that when we thought
the world would break us, that we weren't wrong
the world would break us, that we weren't wrong
