KIADA
this is your sport,
but she's not playing a game
There's a part of her that burns wickedly as her knife lands, as she watches it bubble with blood — it doesn’t last long as suddenly the Harpy is pushed back, and she stumbles as fire rages from her shoulder. There’s a gasp and a hiss that leaves her as she drops the shield to reach for her shoulder, where the arrow has punctured and the flames both searing and cauterizing.
Her eyes find Melita’s figure again, ignoring the world around as to who has what patches left. It’s as if there’s only Melita and her, the Bumblebee and the Harpy, and she sneers as she rips the arrow out. Blood begins to pour freely from her shoulder and down her chest and she staggers a slight step forward, teeth bared like a wolf’s.
But Amalia is there, and the fire and fury in her eyes shutters as she spots the Leopardess, as she claims it’s enough. But is it ever enough? She had tried to repair the bridges, bridges that had been crumbling from the start. Melita wasn’t willing, so neither was Kiada anymore. She wanted to show Melita her strength and power, to show her what a gods favorite could do — even when it was a god of chaos and destruction.
Kiada had been chosen.
And she steps forward with a hand slick with blood as she tosses the arrow to the ground and eyes Melita again as Jigano approaches, and she glances toward Amalia with a shadowed, shuttered face — that darkness returning that she had told her about before that overcomes her.
She reaches for another knife and throws it aiming to cut the fabric holding the patch.
Kiada steps around Amalia to toss a throwing knife at Melita again, hoping it cuts the fabric of one of her pockets.
Her eyes find Melita’s figure again, ignoring the world around as to who has what patches left. It’s as if there’s only Melita and her, the Bumblebee and the Harpy, and she sneers as she rips the arrow out. Blood begins to pour freely from her shoulder and down her chest and she staggers a slight step forward, teeth bared like a wolf’s.
But Amalia is there, and the fire and fury in her eyes shutters as she spots the Leopardess, as she claims it’s enough. But is it ever enough? She had tried to repair the bridges, bridges that had been crumbling from the start. Melita wasn’t willing, so neither was Kiada anymore. She wanted to show Melita her strength and power, to show her what a gods favorite could do — even when it was a god of chaos and destruction.
Kiada had been chosen.
And she steps forward with a hand slick with blood as she tosses the arrow to the ground and eyes Melita again as Jigano approaches, and she glances toward Amalia with a shadowed, shuttered face — that darkness returning that she had told her about before that overcomes her.
She reaches for another knife and throws it aiming to cut the fabric holding the patch.
Kiada steps around Amalia to toss a throwing knife at Melita again, hoping it cuts the fabric of one of her pockets.
do not think you are safe
because you love her
do not think she will not stain her mouth
red with your blood too
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
