KIADA
your battleworn tongue doesn't say the truth anymore
that you are ruined
Ashe’s compliments make her muddled thoughts even out a bit more, and she finds it surprising how well they’ve got on thus far despite the awkward beginning. Perhaps she should make or find more gifts to give to others she wants as a friend. If she could find any to begin with. Her attention returns to Ashe as she questions whether the flirty kind was welcomed or annoying and the Harpy laughs in response. “Welcome, I guess. I was in a shit mood and he called me Ocean Eyes.” She says with a mock attempt at gushing at the description before snickering after.
They reach the Rathskeller and enter, and Kiada follows Ashe to the table of her choosing, watching as the workers flutter in and out from behind the bar to give out drinks and food. Kiada orders a bit of a snack for the table, to try and ensure they don’t get too drunk, as the tender returns with drinks in hand. Auni wasn’t much one for drinking, and he chooses to lay on the floor at Kiada’s feet, his head angled to watch Soot drink the wine, his tail wagging occasionally before he dozes off with soft snores. Kiada, meanwhile, takes a swig of her drink and relishes in the burn as it descends and she considers Ashe’s question.
Her eyes meet the assassin and she gives a small smile in response. “Well I don’t have any friends really, aside from Deimos and Amalia.” She begins, setting her cup on the table. “And Amalia and Deimos are a couple now and I’d rather not third wheel them.” A small bark of a laugh leaves her. “It’s a bit sad sounding now that I’ve said it.” She pauses, eyes drifting to the glass as she finishes her second sip and feels her head begin to grow a bit fuzzy. “That and God’s know I’m shit at making friends. I usually just push everyone away, but Deimos, Amalia, and Jigano stay.” Kiada admits with a quiet huff of a sigh. “Complicated history and all that.” She adds, looking to Ashe with a small smile and quiet laugh.
“What do you normally do? Or did before you left the Hollowed Grounds?”
They reach the Rathskeller and enter, and Kiada follows Ashe to the table of her choosing, watching as the workers flutter in and out from behind the bar to give out drinks and food. Kiada orders a bit of a snack for the table, to try and ensure they don’t get too drunk, as the tender returns with drinks in hand. Auni wasn’t much one for drinking, and he chooses to lay on the floor at Kiada’s feet, his head angled to watch Soot drink the wine, his tail wagging occasionally before he dozes off with soft snores. Kiada, meanwhile, takes a swig of her drink and relishes in the burn as it descends and she considers Ashe’s question.
Her eyes meet the assassin and she gives a small smile in response. “Well I don’t have any friends really, aside from Deimos and Amalia.” She begins, setting her cup on the table. “And Amalia and Deimos are a couple now and I’d rather not third wheel them.” A small bark of a laugh leaves her. “It’s a bit sad sounding now that I’ve said it.” She pauses, eyes drifting to the glass as she finishes her second sip and feels her head begin to grow a bit fuzzy. “That and God’s know I’m shit at making friends. I usually just push everyone away, but Deimos, Amalia, and Jigano stay.” Kiada admits with a quiet huff of a sigh. “Complicated history and all that.” She adds, looking to Ashe with a small smile and quiet laugh.
“What do you normally do? Or did before you left the Hollowed Grounds?”
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
