KIADA
Her heart yearns for those that dwell within the Bakery, for Jigano weary and bloodied and bruised, for Amalia who doesn’t even attempt to look at her as she steps in, to Deimos who had witnessed and dealt with so much in these short few hours. She yearns for them all, in her own way, unable to express it with words, but able to with actions. And with it, she listens silently to Jigano’s question and nods somberly. Taking a few glasses, she chooses the strongest alcohol to help ease the anger and frustration and pain all of them are feeling.
She pours herself one, about half full before pouring one for Jigano and listening as he recounts the story of what happened. Upon listening to what occurred to the Goddess of the Stars, Kiada then pours Amalia a glass (a bit more than hers and Jigano’s) as well as a tall glass for Deimos too. She leaves her cup by where she plans to sit, and begins to dish them out – first to Jigano with a small soft smile of understanding and thanks for explaining it (considering she had no idea they were even going there to begin with).
Turning to Amalia, she approaches the woman with the glass and aims to land a warm, soft hand on her shoulder to give her the cup. When she’s finished there, she turns to Deimos and gives him his cup as well with a lingering glance and slight half nod. Then, she sits and exhales loudly, taking in the information before downing her cup in one chug, feeling the alcohol burn down her throat. Clenching her teeth she sighs quietly and looks to Amalia to see what she has to say.
She pours herself one, about half full before pouring one for Jigano and listening as he recounts the story of what happened. Upon listening to what occurred to the Goddess of the Stars, Kiada then pours Amalia a glass (a bit more than hers and Jigano’s) as well as a tall glass for Deimos too. She leaves her cup by where she plans to sit, and begins to dish them out – first to Jigano with a small soft smile of understanding and thanks for explaining it (considering she had no idea they were even going there to begin with).
Turning to Amalia, she approaches the woman with the glass and aims to land a warm, soft hand on her shoulder to give her the cup. When she’s finished there, she turns to Deimos and gives him his cup as well with a lingering glance and slight half nod. Then, she sits and exhales loudly, taking in the information before downing her cup in one chug, feeling the alcohol burn down her throat. Clenching her teeth she sighs quietly and looks to Amalia to see what she has to say.
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
