// i'm pedal to the metal make no mistake, this is my pity party, pity party
and i'm living out of time, eternal heatstroke, spiritual revolt from the waist down //
and i'm living out of time, eternal heatstroke, spiritual revolt from the waist down //
Somehow, for some reason, she expects him to ignore her suggestion – she doesn’t know why, it isn’t like he’s done it before. But it still bothers her somehow. So it’s with clear surprise that he accepts it, abandoning the one that he’d chosen in order to take the one she’d suggested, agreeing and smiling at it even when she knows it might have been a smile of gratitude for her instead. “I wanted to be a crafter when I was younger.” Before she’d had to become a warrior and a fighter, wreathed in flame and succumbing to it, before being reborn again.
But she dips her head in his peripheral as if to accept the thanks anyway, turning to the merchant to barter for the fabric she’s chosen before she murmurs her soft. “It was good to see you too, Ronin. I wish things were different.” Cordial but truthful, and when she has the fabric she’s picked in hand, she darts between the shade of the market to head back toward the portal now that she’s gotten what she’d came here for.
- FIN <333
But she dips her head in his peripheral as if to accept the thanks anyway, turning to the merchant to barter for the fabric she’s chosen before she murmurs her soft. “It was good to see you too, Ronin. I wish things were different.” Cordial but truthful, and when she has the fabric she’s picked in hand, she darts between the shade of the market to head back toward the portal now that she’s gotten what she’d came here for.
- FIN <333
i'm just a full tank away from freedom. spitfire
KIADA
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
