MILO
this is for the snakes and the people they bite
for the friends i've made, for the sleepless nights
for the friends i've made, for the sleepless nights
He supposes that Raza’s right. And if nothing else, he’s going to continue to change – though with his similarity to Jack? Well, that’s surprising. Still, it makes him draw a bit more into himself, a bit more reserve as he gives it his last go – hand extending over the water and the stones to pour his healing magic into it for what he hopes to be the last time. He’s tired of coming to this place. Tired of coming to a space that reminds him of Aurelia and Maeve.
“Yeah.” Milo replies with a small shrug, and once the magic is done pouring through the fountain, he wipes his hands on his shirt – damp with the sweat from the exertion of his magic. “Shit sucks now, eh Raz?” He asks, flashing a small smile her way, an elbow pressing out to nudge her side before he stands. “Y’wanna head back t’the Hanged Man? Wouldn’ mind gettin’ fucked up tonight if ‘m bein’ honest.”
He takes a couple steps toward the exit now, wanting to put a fair amount of distance between himself and the Court of Stars.
“Yeah.” Milo replies with a small shrug, and once the magic is done pouring through the fountain, he wipes his hands on his shirt – damp with the sweat from the exertion of his magic. “Shit sucks now, eh Raz?” He asks, flashing a small smile her way, an elbow pressing out to nudge her side before he stands. “Y’wanna head back t’the Hanged Man? Wouldn’ mind gettin’ fucked up tonight if ‘m bein’ honest.”
He takes a couple steps toward the exit now, wanting to put a fair amount of distance between himself and the Court of Stars.
for the warning signs i've completely ignored
there's an amount to take, reasons to take more
there's an amount to take, reasons to take more
