if through some miracle, you are granted the chance to see him again
whether in this life or the next
Warpaint for a friendly battle is all it seems to take to break out of the ice she’s cocooned herself into. Her smile grows brighter as he mimics her, spreading the mud along his brow in a sort of cross-like appearance, and she gives him a very predatory grin. Her ball of mud goes flying, clipping his shoulder and splattering more along his person while she cackles like some sort of lost hyena.
But she calms as he focuses again, hands diving back into the mud to grab a handful of it – and she can tell that he’s aiming, focusing on her despite her attempts to hide – and she watches it sail, spiraling over itself as it narrows in on her. It doesn’t hit her where he planned, but it hits her directly in her chest – hard enough that some of the air is knocked out of her as she laughs in surprise.
“Hey!” She quips after him, brushing off the mud from her sternum before she focuses on Deimos again with a predators eye, shifting to her vulture form and grabbing a clump of mud in her talons and aiming to soar above him and drop it upon him.
But she calms as he focuses again, hands diving back into the mud to grab a handful of it – and she can tell that he’s aiming, focusing on her despite her attempts to hide – and she watches it sail, spiraling over itself as it narrows in on her. It doesn’t hit her where he planned, but it hits her directly in her chest – hard enough that some of the air is knocked out of her as she laughs in surprise.
“Hey!” She quips after him, brushing off the mud from her sternum before she focuses on Deimos again with a predators eye, shifting to her vulture form and grabbing a clump of mud in her talons and aiming to soar above him and drop it upon him.
you are, and always shall be, his
KIADA
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
