You're so cold
but you feel alive
Maea wasn't entirely sure what to feel about this new, soft version of Evie. On one hand it was a relief to not have to be on guard against the usual barbs and sarcasm, but on the other she had almost looked forward to test her mettle against it, now that she was determined to no longer back down. Somewhat confused, she merely smiled back at the redhead and accepted the healing without resisting; it would require some thinking on her part, this change of roles... But it was better saved for later.
The pale daughter of the Grounds kept her wits about her as she followed behind Hotaru down the slippery path. She hesitated slightly before daring to venture up on the bridge, but did not lag behind. Cold sweat began to break out on her back however, when she noticed the ice beneath her feet began to crack. Worse, it fractured and seemed ready to crumble beneath the woman walking ahead of her, and when Hotaru made a jump for the other side Maea paused a fraction of a second to give her the space to do so.
For her own part, she did not seem to cause quite such distress to the walkway. Perhaps because she was smaller, and thus weighed less? She proceeded with more caution, carefully placing her feet away from the already weakened spots as she pressed onwards, and hoped to reach the other side in one piece, without further drama. A quick glance at the gulf below made her shudder; the tips of the spikes seemed frightfully sharp, and very deliberately placed.
"Someone placed those on purpose" she commented in hushed tones once she was on the other side, pointing down at the lethal trap. "How long was it since this place was abandoned? Whoever left it apparently didn't want anyone coming back."
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Maea moves forward toward the other side, hoping her lighter weight will let her pass and trying to avoid walking on the places that weakened for Hotaru.
The pale daughter of the Grounds kept her wits about her as she followed behind Hotaru down the slippery path. She hesitated slightly before daring to venture up on the bridge, but did not lag behind. Cold sweat began to break out on her back however, when she noticed the ice beneath her feet began to crack. Worse, it fractured and seemed ready to crumble beneath the woman walking ahead of her, and when Hotaru made a jump for the other side Maea paused a fraction of a second to give her the space to do so.
For her own part, she did not seem to cause quite such distress to the walkway. Perhaps because she was smaller, and thus weighed less? She proceeded with more caution, carefully placing her feet away from the already weakened spots as she pressed onwards, and hoped to reach the other side in one piece, without further drama. A quick glance at the gulf below made her shudder; the tips of the spikes seemed frightfully sharp, and very deliberately placed.
"Someone placed those on purpose" she commented in hushed tones once she was on the other side, pointing down at the lethal trap. "How long was it since this place was abandoned? Whoever left it apparently didn't want anyone coming back."
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Maea moves forward toward the other side, hoping her lighter weight will let her pass and trying to avoid walking on the places that weakened for Hotaru.
lay your hands on me
one last time
MAEA
