AISHA
i don't want to fight
don't want to beg you
don't want to beg you
Aisha's general bristling diminished as Kiada apologized. It wasn't the first time someone almost ran into her, it was an oddly recurring incident. The people of Caido just had places to be, and while Aisha was quick and sharp in battle, she liked to take her sweet time. Getting home faster wouldn't make her any warmer either, so why bother? She let the vampire woman explain, looking her over through narrowed hazel eyes.
And then she sneezed.
Fucking cold, it crawled all over her skin, dry and frosty. Aisha chuckled at the other's offer. "Don't have to get me anything, but thanks for offering," she started, warmer in tone (obviously not in skin), "Unless you know how to un-curse someone." Wouldn't that be a dream? Having run into someone who could cure her ills and make her feel the sunshine again?
And then she sneezed.
Fucking cold, it crawled all over her skin, dry and frosty. Aisha chuckled at the other's offer. "Don't have to get me anything, but thanks for offering," she started, warmer in tone (obviously not in skin), "Unless you know how to un-curse someone." Wouldn't that be a dream? Having run into someone who could cure her ills and make her feel the sunshine again?
i wouldn't hurt you
maybe i'd hurt you if i could
maybe i'd hurt you if i could
