[Seasonal Event] we scramble for redemption

KIADA

your battleworn tongue doesn't say the truth;

that you are ruined

“In time.” She agrees to Deimos with a small smile as Auni comes and settles before her. She remains standing tall, iceberg gaze flickering over Amun as he approaches during the dismissal. “Nice to meet you too.” She replies easily, though uncertain what kind of nickname to give back. She hasn’t ever really received a nickname before – aside from those that are closest to her have called her. It puts her a little off center, but she says nothing on it.

Eyes drift toward Oliver as he approaches next, giving him a nod and a small, softer smile. “I’ll let you know. Thanks.” She’s not used to having so much attention, not at least in this regard. The last time she had she’d been the right hand of a god that destroyed the world. And my, my how things have changed.

and you wonder why he lets you,

the butcher

touch him

the sun