i sailed seas of emotion to wander a forest of scars
i am a dance of light and darkness
People over portals makes sense, but if they're tied together so inexorably... Amalia sighs, shaking her head, clearly at a loss. But it's his next response that irritates her, makes her blink and frown a little, eyebrows pulled together. "Is it?" Is it really better to prepare for bloodshed than to prevent it in the first place?
Of course, Sunjata wouldn't feel that way. He's a killer, after all.
Abruptly the Shield sits up again, as though just now realizing where she is, what she's doing. Her body hurts from the tumble earlier, and she can feel nausea beginning in the pit of her stomach. "I should go home," she announces, thoroughly unconvinced she will actually be able to make that journey with any amount of success. "Get out of your hair. Figure... figure out my shit."
Of course, Sunjata wouldn't feel that way. He's a killer, after all.
Abruptly the Shield sits up again, as though just now realizing where she is, what she's doing. Her body hurts from the tumble earlier, and she can feel nausea beginning in the pit of her stomach. "I should go home," she announces, thoroughly unconvinced she will actually be able to make that journey with any amount of success. "Get out of your hair. Figure... figure out my shit."
a galaxy of shadows and stars
Amalia
