KIADA
your battleworn tongue doesn't say the truth anymore
that you are ruined
The shock of watching the unicorn mend her friend, her family, gives the girl enough of surprise and shock to keep her on the ground. Her hands are covered in blood now, but if you happened to stumble in now you’d have no idea where it came from. She watches, wide eyed as she catches her breath, seeing Deimos thank the creature and watching the unicorn pause as though they were deciding something. Slowly, so slowly, she finally stands and ignores the blood on her hands and her clothes, but she doesn’t approach yet.
She sees the unicorn press its nose into Deimos’ palm and she wonders if perhaps this is a similar instance to her and Auni (though the Luxere seemed so sick and weary when she retrieved him, she could feel him in her bones and her heartbeat as she picked him up, told him Isla’s death wasn’t his fault directly, and carried him back to the Rathskeller). Her brows pull together and she slowly approaches Deimos, eyes flickering from him to the Unicorn to see what he says or does, if anything.
She sees the unicorn press its nose into Deimos’ palm and she wonders if perhaps this is a similar instance to her and Auni (though the Luxere seemed so sick and weary when she retrieved him, she could feel him in her bones and her heartbeat as she picked him up, told him Isla’s death wasn’t his fault directly, and carried him back to the Rathskeller). Her brows pull together and she slowly approaches Deimos, eyes flickering from him to the Unicorn to see what he says or does, if anything.
and you wonder why he lets you
the butcher
touch him,
the sun
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
